Stars, gall stones and study

First up, a bit of self promotion. This is one of 5 digital drawings I created at the end of last year for choreographer Annette Carmichael’s current project ‘The Stars Descend’. It 'unfolds over five locations'. ​'Each chapter takes place in a regional location that is situated along the Gondwana Link, a natural corridor of land that runs from Margaret River to Kalgoorlie'. 

This was an exciting collaboration and for me, a new way of working syncretically with Annette and the dancers as they explored the narrative through choreography. Expressing the essence of something as a symbolic narrative is right up my alley and apparently the first nations people involved in the project absolutely 'got' it. I'm glad because that's what I always aim for - a universal language of images. I had to stay in a kind of 'creative chaotic state' most of the time.  I've never worked with a choreographer and it was brilliant, but I think that had a lot to do with our way of seeing the world rather than our respective art forms. 

Below is another of the 5 images. Head over to Annette's website to see the other 3 designs and learn more about the project. 

Following on from my previous post: I decided that another degree was too onerous at this stage, so I've applied to enrol in the Certificate IV in Marketing and Communications. It is a 6 month online TAFE course and if I love it I can think about doing the Diploma. It is a lot cheaper than the degree and I can pay as I go through the 12 units. If I really love it, and the world hasn't fallen apart by then, I can think about doing the Diploma, or the degree again. Now I'm restless because I want to get started and I am being forced to wait for people to get back to me. Life has been a lot like that lately - things seem to be on hold a lot of the time.

The 'lump' thing wasn't what I thought it was. I wasn't listening properly on my previous visit to the doctor because apparently they aren't worried about the lumps (there are a couple) because they are just fatty tissue. What they did want me to follow up on was another ultrasound for the gall stones they found. I can't really see the point of that. If/when they cause me distress I will go and see them about it. Until then, with no pain and no real symptoms apart from the occasional acid reflux - I'm OK. I have a really good diet, I'm very active about probiotics and I don't drink alcohol, or eat processed foods or much meat. 

These days it feels best to focus on my own small world, and say little about the rest of it. 

WARNING: Grumpy post (with some good stuff)

 

My article The Beauty of Terror, was published on the 23 June in Psychological Perspectives, Volume 64 Issue 4, by Taylor & Francis for the CG Jung Institute of Los Angeles.

Finally!! 6 months late.

The journal is usually published quarterly so it should have been available last year. Sadly one of the main copy-editors passed away in 2020 and the publisher had to find a replacement. Apparently COVID caused huge disruptions - they had problems sourcing paper and their decision to outsource some of their processes to India proved problematic.  I’ve never been a fan of the global economy.

But it’s done and I still haven’t downloaded a copy. I know I should be more engaged – more curious – but there’s been other stuff to contend with so it has slipped off the radar.

Chronic sinus issues with accompanying headaches continue to plague me. I’m fed up asking doctors to help when they don’t listen to my reasons for seeing them. When you reach a certain age, they start doing all sorts of tests – like on my heart which is always fine. Then they tell me yet again I have an underactive thyroid but that it’s within ‘normal’ range and that I should lose weight. I’ve sacked that doctor but I’m running out of options. Doctor shopping is tricky in a small town.

To add insult to injury I have to pay for the indignity. The health system in Australia is broken and the government rebate hasn’t kept up, so doctors charge extra and you pay the difference unless you have private health cover – and who can afford that? 

The other annoying thing is the medical profession are brilliant at finding lumps – mostly benign – that you would probably happily live with until you popped your clogs. Once found these lumps can never be unfound. You have stepped onto a medical ghost train from which you may never get off alive. I know the medical profession have a duty of care and that they do excellent work. But maybe one of the reasons the health system is broken is because it is clogged up with people who don’t need some of the ‘care’ they seem to be forcing on them. Anyway, next week I have to spend good money to see a doctor who will refer me for a follow-up scan which I will probably also have to pay for. Australia is fast becoming like the US – where a lot of people just afford health care. 

Apart from all of that – I’ve been busy doing my environmental work, mostly for free. Unfortunately I have been harshly reminded of the reason I never volunteer for committees. The politics in one organisation has become so toxic I have backed right off, and I’ve resigned from the other because they have the same convener and buddy system. One of my mates diagnosed ‘Founder’s Syndrome’* which in a nutshell is: ‘where one or more founders maintain disproportionate power and influence following the effective initial establishment of the organization’. I think she was spot on. She also said there was a movement called ‘Kill the Founder’** and I completely relate (metaphorically of course). The frustrating thing is that the conflict is underpinned by gender inequity – old white blokes running the joint, failing to acknowledge the skills, knowledge and contribution of others, being divisive and basking in the glory of other peoples’ efforts and ideas. Of course you can’t say this out loud because the issue is only just starting to be recognised in our social structures and you sound like a hysterical feminist if you try to hold people to account.

I said there was some good stuff and here it is – maybe. Having worked in education for 16 years, then done a hell of a lot of graphic design and what amounts to ‘content creation’ for the website and Facebook group I manage for one of the NGOs, I have stumbled across a potential job. When I first left high school I wanted to go into journalism but I’d never read a newspaper article so when I was asked to write an editorial piece about water in Western Australia, I wrote a well researched school project! I had no idea. I think there was a water shortage at the time so it must have been a hot topic. Of course I failed the first test and didn’t even get an interview. But I’ve always loved writing and research which is probably why I was able to write a 40,000 word thesis. Lately I have realised these are very useful interests if you want to be a content creator, which is basically what I have been doing for digital media for more than a year.

I tried to find an online Certificate IV in Communications TAFE course but it costs several thousand dollars and there is no government assistance. Ironically, if I am approved, I can sign up for a $38,000 degree subsidised by the government. At my age the prospect of undertaking another degree is daunting but the more I think about it, the more attractive it  is looking. Given the state of the world it seems like a ludicrous idea, but if you take that line of thinking – and the end of the world is imminent – does it really matter? You may as well be doing something you like. If I get through 3 years of study and the world is still functioning, I might even be able to earn an income again - this time as a content creator***. It is a field that doesn’t discriminate. When you work online you can be any age and anywhere in the world. Apparently there is fierce competition for freelance writers and the industry is growing at an unprecedented speed. Demand is high and forecast to increase – that’s if AI doesn’t make us all redundant first.

I'm being uncharacteristically cautious about enrolling though. When I face upheaval or change in my life my default position is to take on more study. I was initially going to enrol for the July intake, but have decided to think about it a bit longer.

In the meantime I feel rudderless. The environmental work has kept me very busy since resigning from my teaching job about this time last year. Now that the honeymoon is over I'm not sure what to do next. Several of my friends are feeling the same so maybe it is just a symptom of the times we live in. 

*’Founder's syndrome (also founderitis) is the difficulty faced by organizations, and in particular young companies such as start-ups, where one or more founders maintain disproportionate power and influence following the effective initial establishment of the organization, leading to a wide range of problems. [Wikipedia]

** I couldn’t find any references for this.

Photo credit: The Age, Exterior of the ghost train at Luna Park, St Kilda. 

‘The man doing a PhD on ghost trains’, https://www.theage.com.au/national/victoria/the-man-doing-a-phd-on-ghost-trains-20160829-gr3ulx.html

*** A content creator is someone who creates entertaining or educational material for media – mostly digital these days. I won’t be trying to make videos, but I like writing.

'Be still and listen'

Miriam-Rose Ungunmerr-Baumann

Aboriginal activist, educator, artist and 2021 Senior Australian of the year

This came through on my Facebook timeline. I thought it was worth sharing. It resonates with me. The pace and noise of modern life disturbs me. I love open spaces, the sea, nature and it's creatures - time away from other humans. Most people exhaust me. But I have sat alongside Aboriginal people in silence and it feels absolutely right. I can sit in silence - but I can't do this with my own tribe. Our First Nations people have a lot to teach us, and most people are not listening. 

"My people are not threatened by silence. They are completely at home in it. They have lived for thousands of years with Nature’s quietness. My people today recognise and experience in this quietness the great Life-Giving Spirit, the Father of us all. It is easy for me to experience God’s presence.

When I am out hunting, when I am in the bush, among the trees, on a hill or by a billabong; these are the times when I can simply be in God’s presence. My people have been so aware of Nature. It is natural that we will feel close to the Creator. Our Aboriginal culture has taught us to be still and to wait. We do not try to hurry things up. We let them follow their natural course – like the seasons. We watch the moon in each of its phases. We wait for the rain to fill our rivers and water the thirsty earth…

When twilight comes, we prepare for the night. At dawn we rise with the sun.

We watch the bush foods and wait for them to ripen before we gather them. We wait for our young people as they grow, stage by stage, through their initiation ceremonies. When a relation dies, we wait a long time with the sorrow. We own our grief and allow it to heal slowly.

We wait for the right time for our ceremonies and our meetings. The right people must be present. Everything must be done in the proper way. Careful preparations must be made. We don’t mind waiting, because we want things to be done with care.

We don’t like to hurry. There is nothing more important than what we are attending to. There is nothing more urgent that we must hurry away for.

We wait on God, too. His time is the right time. We wait for him to make his word clear to us. We don’t worry. We know that in time and in the spirit of dadirri (that deep listening and quiet stillness) his way will be clear.

We are river people. We cannot hurry the river. We have to move with its current and understand its ways.

We hope that the people of Australia will wait. Not so much waiting for us – to catch up – but waiting with us, as we find our pace in this world.

If you stay closely united, you are like a tree, standing in the middle of a bushfire sweeping through the timber. The leaves are scorched and the tough bark is scarred and burnt; but inside the tree the sap is still flowing, and under the ground the roots are still strong. Like that tree, you have endured the flames, and you still have the power to be reborn.

Our culture is different. We are asking our fellow Australians to take time to know us; to be still and to listen to us."

Hope & humanity

The task of blogging these days is onerous. The longer I leave it, the more onerous it becomes. But the change of government in Australia last weekend encouraged me to write today because hope has returned.

The king is dead. Long live the king. After 9 years of a mean-spirited right-wing neo-liberal government fronted by the most un-Christian Christian leader I have ever seen in this country, we have a new government. I have wondered whether the lightness I feel, and think I see when I go into town or watch the ABC, is just me, or if there truly is a sense of hope in this country.

For me that isn't just about the removal of the LNP with its punitive 'let the market decide' politics that punish the poor and reward the rich. I am genuinely relieved to rediscover that my fellow Australians are decent people. Having to live with the fact that the 'majority' voted for the LNP in the last 3 elections was unbearable. I had lost faith in my country. The impact of living under an awful government was exacerbated by the split caused by clashing ideologies about COVID and subsequent mandates. The last government fuelled that division because it ruled on a principle of divide and conquer. Morrison was Australia's Trump - not quite as crazy, but just as divisive and nasty - a shallow, sociopathic, lying, populist media-whore who would do and say anything to get and retain power.

I'm not naive. The new Labor government won't be able to fix much. They have inherited massive national debt and entrenched structural problems. Health, aged care and education are on the verge of collapse. The housing crisis is only worsening. World events are having a serious impact on a bubble-living and loving lucky country.

BUT THERE IS HOPE. 

And that is probably more to do with the way Aussies treat each other than about money. 

It is also about the new government's acceptance of climate change. Again, they won't be able to fix it - but at least they acknowledge the problem. Having a government that refuses to acknowledge there is a crisis is alienating. For the last 20+ years of the climate wars in Australia those of us who accepted the crisis from the beginning have been living in an alternative nightmarish reality.

There is no doubt in my mind that humanity is still hurtling towards the existential cliff, but perhaps the journey to the edge will be bearable if we are kind to each other. Governments still have a huge role to play. And - if our ability to cooperate overrides our base survival instincts to tear each other apart - there is hope that together we can still do something about this crisis. 

Life goes on

I've been really busy doing many voluntary hours as an eco-activist. My previous boss at the prison rang me the first day of term to tell me I was very welcome to come back any time. They haven't been able to find someone else to do my old job, even with so many artists needing well paid work (especially as the federal government was happy to let the arts industry drown during the pandemic). But I just can't go back. As I was trying to work out where my next income stream might come from things started moving in the right direction.

The environmental group I've been doing all the hours for (FaBWA) has finally officially acknowledged my huge contribution and decided to pay me for the next 3 months (until the money runs out) with some funds left over from another project. I'll end up doing 3 times the hours they are paying me for but I am stoked because there is a real recognition that I have kept things going whilst the remaining working committee took a very long break. The Facebook group is going well and one of the posts I did on the Tingles was seen by more than 20 000 people and had lots of 'shares'. It's hard to crack Facebook's logarithms so I was really happy about that one. 

I've spent many hours on FaBWA's website as well and I am pretty happy with it, especially this page below.

The outcome of the 'Save the Tingles' campaign is a bit of a fizzog in some ways. The government has agreed not to burn this season but that's not because of our objections, more likely because they ran out of time. This long-unburnt block hadn't dried out enough for them to go in and nuke 600 year old trees with fire incendiaries and thankfully the autumn cold fronts have started trickling through. So they aren't the good guys. We got good ABC TV and radio coverage. The government will be in no doubt we are serious about this if they decide to fire up in spring.

I've also picked up a job designing a logo for someone's farm machinery invention and, out of the blue, the Nedlands Tree Canopy Advocates (a city 'tree-hugging' group) asked me to send an invoice for designing their logo, which I did for free many months ago. (See logo below). Again it will be a token payment because it took me hours and I also designed a flyer for them, but I wanted to support what they are doing - protecting old trees and planting new ones in the city. They are really making headway and have been able to influence council policy. As the earth heats up city trees will be the difference between a living hell and a slightly more comfortable living hell. 

I've also taken on a new battle and it is possibly even more daunting than the government's destructive prescribed burning practices. There are mining exploration applications all over the south-west of WA. I was dreading this. With the push for 'green energy' the world is ravenous for rare earth metals and right on cue, mining exploration applications have gone nuts. The Denmark Environment Centre, of which I am now also a committee member, has taken on the battle and I am helping out with maps and flyers. 

When I'm not on the computer I try to get out on my e-bike, garden and go surfing - just to stay sane. I'm still waiting for my article to be published in C.G. Jung Institute's issue 64-4 of the 'Psychological Perspectives' journal and they have asked me for more. The publisher is Taylor and Francis who I think have a pretty distinguished record in the industry but once again I'm doing all this work for free, and there's only so much you can do for 'exposure'. Artists get asked all the time to do things for the exposure, but you can't live on that and it hardly ever translates into future PAID work.

Part of me thinks everything I am doing is pointless trying to 'save the planet' because I really do believe it is too late to turn climate collapse around. I still can't think of anything better to spend most of my time on. And I keep remembering that standing up for the natural world is a hill worth dying on. We are fighting for little guys like this adorable wombat baby.

Wombat photo courtesy of the Wombat Protection Society Australia.

Emperor Scomo

 It's raining and I couldn't be happier. It's been a long hot summer. Tomatoes have cooked on the vine and I've been watering by hand for 4 months with only occasional breaks when it rained. I've used half of our 92,000 litre tank water keeping the bush near our dwelling alive. I think the fauna have been grateful. We have many birds, insects, lizards, frogs and a few semi-resident kangaroos. I couldn't let them down.

I'm stuck inside for the day so I've done some art therapy. This is our illustrious prime minister (Photoshopped of course). I can't wait for the election in 6 weeks. If he wins again I don't know how I'll cope.

Morrison's totally inept government has been in Canberra for 9 years and they didn't deserve a second of it. They snuck back in because the opposition had a brilliant, big, necessary but scary reform agenda. Good ol' tax-averse Aussie self interest won the day again. The LNP's neo-liberalist ideology has run the country into the ground. It's been the most divisive government Australia has ever had. 

House prices are through the roof, household debt is alarming and unsustainable, homelessness is at epidemic levels. Way too many people can't afford decent healthcare, visits to the dentist, good food or rent. The LNP have ripped money out of every social service they could, propped up their rich mates and given billions in tax payer's money to fossil fuel industries. During COVID they overpaid big business billions and watched the arts industry drown. It's not in their interests to support creativity and critical thinking. After nearly a decade of this right-wing government Australia is a nastier, dumber, poorer place. 

And I haven't even mentioned their inaction on climate-change. A leading scientist recently said that if you were going to choose the worst continent to live on in this era of global climate collapse, it would be Australia. But our prime minister won't have to worry about that. After all - the Bible predicted the apocalypse and as a good Christian, he will be whisked away to heaven. Good luck with that. 

Some parting observations from Elizabeth Warren on the Daily Show. She nails it.

https://www.facebook.com/thedailyshow

Don't mention the war

Although I'm still trying to sabotage the government's plan to destroy what's left of our forests I'm otherwise rudderless - waiting for a sign to indicate where to go next in my professional life. My health has improved a lot since I left my job but I get the feeling there is no other job to go to. Trying to protect the environment is all there is left because if we don't do that, there's no point having any plans.

A couple of weeks ago a significant wildfire lit by a rather stupid person burnt for 3 days very close to my home town. We weren't in immediate danger but we were on standby. Some people suffered a lot of damage to their properties - one of which was the longest running commune in Australia. The firies managed to save homes there but the land was decimated. The community is still reeling. I feel there may have been a loss of innocence in this once hippy town which in reality was a fire waiting to happen. The fact that it hasn't is a miracle and may have lulled some into thinking it was never going to burn. Several people who live right in town were still in denial. I was told: 'oh we were ok, we are in town so were safe'. They weren't. If fire fighters hadn't got the fire under control it could have gone right through the main street.

The community think the firies are heroes and I join them in thanking the brigades for their huge efforts. But for the last 12 months I have been inside the 'fire' issue and from where I stand, things aren't as black and white as most people want to believe. Below is a photo of the recent wildfire in our town. And below that is a government sanctioned 'controlled' 'fuel'/'hazard' reduction burn paid for by taxpayers. Spot the difference. 

You're right - there is none. 

We absolutely need fire fighters - there's no argument about that. I have a huge respect for people who put their lives in danger to do this work. But within fire fighting circles - from the volunteer firies to government agencies - there is a particular adversarial attitude to nature. Nature is the enemy and it is out to get us if we don't maintain control. This attitude is deep within Australian culture and it runs right through everything - from our first encounter and subsequent treatment of Aboriginal people to the ongoing trashing of our wilderness areas. 

The invaders have got away lightly in the last 200 years but it's crunch time. If the result of trying to protect us from a wildfire is the same as a wildfire, the government's 'legal' burning simply adds tens of thousands of hectares of burnt bush to the real problem - which, of course, is climate collapse. If deliberate burning ever did protect us it sure doesn't now. And it's not just the tree-huggers saying that. Several very experienced fire chiefs, from the east coast to the west, have commented publicly that climate change is the cause of these 'unprecedented' events. We are now in unchartered waters and it's obvious we urgently need to rethink our strategy. 

In the fire campaign I'll be promoting fast detection, rapid suppression and recovery. It's what governments will have to do all over the world. In Australia right now we have catastrophic floods on the east coast and wildfires in the west. Real money needs to be spent on mitigation and recovery now, instead of on half-baked programs that provide jobs and make the public believe the government is protecting them. There are going to be plenty of employment opportunities dealing with an ongoing series of catastrophic events. Foresty and fire agencies might as well get on board now. 

I saw the shire president down the beach yesterday and she asked me how I was. I said: 'Like everyone else I guess. A bit overwhelmed with everything that's going on - from the local to the world stage'. She agreed that there were 'layers' of it. Neither of us mentioned the war. I am on the committees of 2 environmental NGOs* and COVID mandates have all but torn them apart. There are schisms in our small community that I don't think will ever be healed.

And then there's the war** - but maybe we shouldn't mention that.

*NGO - non-government organisation. NGOs can apply for funding for paid positions and programs but rely mostly on volunteers. 

** "The Germans" is an episode of the BBC sitcom Fawlty Towers in which, whilst suffering the effects of concussion, Basil Fawlty repeatedly offends his German guests. Despite warning his staff "Don't mention the war", he keeps ignoring his own advice. His insults culminate in a goose-stepping impersonation of Adolf Hitler.

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