Showing posts with label Formal Affair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Formal Affair. Show all posts

Thursday, August 25, 2011

The Lectern

The Lectern
It was great.
He compressed the lecture.
Tracer on picture window.
I played bubbly analyst.

His talk was right-wing mastery.
Sexual politics.
Judith Lucy – Australian Comedian (questionable)

He used scattershot.
Piece of research on sex.
The true academic – centre politics?
Rebel with a cause?
I bubbled with laughter and two perfect circles of red appeared, one on each cheek.
Boyish.

Beautiful.
In those moments it was beautiful.
Eyes laughing.

Boyish charm.
He liked me even though he didn’t speak to me.
It’s been a while.
Dear man.
Lecturer.
The Professor  Speechless

Monday, July 11, 2011

The Hunter

‘Yusi, do u want egg for breakfast?’
‘Ahhh.... Weet-bix please'
‘I’m having European breakfast in celebration of ‘The Hunter’
Yusi needs more carbohydrates.
He’ll have one egg to be sociable.


Quaker meeting:
[Silence]
[Movement]
Man in brown clothing stands to speak.
‘The animals do think’
 
I was in the desert and a dingo came and lay on top of me keeping me warm.
They came and killed the dingoes. It was shot.
I was given a cat.
This cat liked to be on my shoulders when I was at my computer.
It wouldn’t drink and died.
I had it for ten days.

'People don’t interest me any more.
I want as little as possible to do with them’
He sits down centre back of Quaker meeting room.
[Long silence]
Woman wearing khaki jacket, shirt dress and jeans stands to speak.
She sits down.
[Silence]

Next woman stands and says ‘Friends …’
At close of meeting khaki woman stands near sign-in table. 
She’d already filled in visitors book as man in brown walks to her.
 woman

‘I’m one of the prey oil-hunters are after.
They sneer and taunt over ecology’

Woman:
‘I know about that – death threats’

‘You do?'
‘Yeah. I’m not afraid of them’
[Space]
‘Australia exports iron ore and coal to Japan.
Fukushima Daiichi plant nuclear crisis will increase demand for Australian gas and thermal coal.
Everything is being dug from under the earth’s crust and converted into money’
Man nods, pauses ...then sotto voice:
‘What direction are you coming from?’
Dr Andrew Glikson
[Pause] 
‘I don’t understand your question’

‘Academic or public service?'


‘It’s not like that.
My direction isn’t like that - photographer ...’

[Pause]
‘I understand  you don’t want to have anything to do with people.
I used to be like that’

[He listens]

‘I evolved …I developed away from people and evolved back into being with people’

Reflectively he says
‘I  do speak with people at the office,  travelling …my daughter …an amateur photographer’
[Silence]

The woman motions towards ‘visitor’s book’ moving into that space.
Sweepingly points saying

‘Here. I’ve written my address in the book. It’s there’
[She stops]
Looking at man in brown she continues
‘I’ve had such a blast over the past two years with photography’
[Pause]
You understand ‘blast’?
He nods again passing her a business card.
Woman scans card continuing

‘My work may be against your political values’
[Pause]
This man Andrew, with Jewish accent, moves closer into woman’s space saying
‘Why would you think that my values are …’

‘The earth was formed about 4.6 billion years ago’

He passes from his wallet a second ANU card for her to write contact details.
She states she’s not on the phone.

‘You don’t carry a mobile?’
Silently she nods her head.
‘I’ve taken photographs of my work over the years’
Handling this polished hunter's contact details she moves away saying
‘Send me anything you want. I do read’

Friday, December 10, 2010

Arab Tracker


He’s of Arab descent.
Hmm. Arab descent! A race horse …race horse is fast. It has to get its target.
Terrific. A light frame can be strong. Yeah. More of a race horse than a bullet.
Has he developed his plodding aspect? Not to always be a race horse?

What else?

Dr Cameron Gordon

The other heart beat. That’ll do it.
Individualism? Yeah. Being an island protected by law …it’s all there.
What ‘bout biding his time?
Biding his time …what’s that?
Waiting.
No. There has to be a sociability about it.
Yeah. The right conditions are there for them to flourish. That’s all I can tell you dear.
She’s turning out to be a hot babe.
Backward engineering …by prodding it …some of it’s intuitive and then it gets confirmed by experiment.
Hey …you just chuckled.
Cameron glides onto the stage
Cameron Gordon …how do you see it?
Female outspokenness with no boundaries on courtesy or respect.
http://timezombie.blogspot.com/2011/06/economic-growth.html
What?
She did yell ‘seasons greetings’
Cameron. You’re a race horse. And I’m a bullet …we know you’re from NYC.
Hey …the piano playing …brilliant. What ‘bout my theatrics …talented eh.
Cam …you live in an ivory tower …
Walks the street nodding his head on hearing ‘seasons greetings’
Scene change (mother consults roofer)
The Arab?
What ‘bout him?
The Arab would have asked ‘Where’s your mother?’
Girl would have said ‘She left my father’
Arab ‘Where does she live?’
Girl ‘In Canberra’
Arab ‘Do you see her?’
Girl ‘Not much’
I present educated, measured and well dressed.
Since when?
Okay. Follow my trail …that is lawful and healthy. Sounds like she’s got a prize catch.
What ‘bout Cameron?
He sees himself as a professional.
What’s funny?
The drama …drama value of the weather.
I don’t want to talk ‘bout the drama of the weather. Cameron talks ‘bout superficial details.
Superficial details …dilettantism.
Can he actually see the big pic?

Peea

What pic?
The girl in the golden dress?
Probably not.
It’s on her lip posture ...discrete and bold simultaneously.
Did Cameron notice the black nail varnish?
…No …or maybe he did !! She did use her hands in gesturing ...over therein the centre
Bang …he got the women in black formation.
But I was gone before they decided assassination.
What happened to the king?
He blushed.
Blushed! …totally inadequate as a kind man to me.
Bang.
I'm the hottest thing out and don't dare think otherwise.

He fails to ask.
That's his 'open law'
He assumes in his vanity everyone else is closed law.
Did he notice the brackets?
Yeah. Midnight blue, aqua, grey.
Interesting. Very interesting. It wasn’t hidden from his awareness.

Who really is ‘The Girl In The Golden Dress’ ??
...Peea .. a really first-rate piece of workmanship. Works in the city part-time, sixteen years old.
Postscript:

Seems Dr. Gordon’s missed the  boat big time.
Isn’t it beautiful that he’s got such a wonderfully close relationship with his Mom in New York.
Whistler's Mother 1871
Jesus, what? I always knew something was weird with James Whistler.
Wha cha mean?
James Abbot McNeill Whistler …American artist …Whistler’s Mother, 1871
Yuk
http://probabilityzone.blogspot.com/2010/05/emotional-incest.html


Thursday, December 9, 2010

Peea

Read all about it.
Read all about it.


Nubile quasi Goth Dickson College belle bubbles over state of the art Arab race horse.