Rant, rave, rationalize, reluctantly reconcile
In the past few days I have lost a monumental amount of faith in humanity and the systems put in place to govern it. I don't really know how else to write about this without sounding like a super intensely negative person with nothing else to do but complain - so don't hold this against me. Usually I'm quite optimistic, believing that good always eventually overcomes evil and never getting too worked up about those that do me wrong. Lately I've been different. It started with a string of bad customer service encounters and manifested in a $207 fine on an unmoving, extraordinarily delayed train, for having one foot resting on the edge of the seat in front of me. Not being able to express the injustice of this to half-witted train inspectors really crushed my optimistic spirit, so, I let them have it, as articulately as possible. I never let anyone have it. I didn't know myself. It felt good, but it still felt bad, because I knew no matter how well I articulated this injustice, I would never be able to convince the people responsible of my basic, human, logic. When they left the fine with me and finally walked away, I burst into tears, embarrassing, uncontrollable, tears. It was like when you got into trouble as a child but you didn't actually do anything wrong and you knew that in your heart of hearts, and not being able to make your parents see that was just soul destroying. This time though, my parents were on my side, and my soul was still destroyed. I know that there are much larger injustices in the world that the one I have undergone, but it sure has got me thinking about them. settle
My life isn't all devils and big, burly halfwits in oversized trench coats though, I have come across some real gems amongst the crap. Louise Klerks, for example, who is curating the
at the Docklands (The show I'm in at the moment) has been a monumental help over the past two days installing my work - including actually sewing pieces on my fabric works. Jon Campbell, of course, I rehearsed with him today for Pamela's next gig at the National Gallery of Victoria (23rd of Feb!) The lady who complimented me on my skirt this morning, and my *boyfriend* (there, I said it) Louis for being proud of me and returning from his Japanese mountaintop so we could go out for dinner and watch Twin Peaks.
After crying on the phone to my Mum about the injustice I sent her a message about how I planned to get revenge. She sent back a message that said
"Contact Current Affair, make a Facebook page of wrongful fines.. or just get on with your successful life. That'll show em!"
And I know she's right.
On that note, I have a
REALLY EXCITING ANNOUNCEMENT
TO MAKE which is that I have a solo show at
in February! (Westspace is an Artist Run Space located in Melbourne, Australia) And it is only the most exciting thing ever! It opens on the 21st of February and boy do I have a lot of work to do before then! All I will reveal for now is that the title of the show is
'Holiday Inn'
. DO DO DO DO DO P.S I have wanted to say for ages that I am so sorry that I am bad at replying to your comments. Some of you mentioned that you couldn't download my playlists and that I should use 8tracks. I think this is a much better idea and will do it next time! Thank you always for reading and commenting and I love each and every one of you, cos like the Brady Bunch you make the world a whole lot brighter.
Another bright spark in my life <3 span="">
Outfit for getting a train fine
Another bright spark, these Dahlias near Jon's house <3 span="">
This is the single best thing in the entire universe.
Me (very tired) and my work at SWP window. There are three more *new never before seen* fabric works hanging in the windows there, you should go check it out! Or, come to our closing party on the 1st of March (More details soon!) <3 span="">