TRAVEL DIARY

A weblog regularly updated by Jodi Rose.

Thursday, September 28, 2006

3:59 PM
Posted by jodi rose

a fresh pot of early grey tea
chewy multigrain toast with fancy french cherry jam
walk through a number of parks home from abc

revisited the judith wright paintings at grant pirrie gallery
'in praise of darkness: conversations with the father'

something endlessly intriguing about them, very dark red and black
abstract, textural, acrylic on paper, large scale with a single red shape.
they draw you into this world of fragility, darkness, vulnerability and leave you wondering about all the unspoken fragments of communication. gorgeous. thinking about painting a lot lately.
not something I've done since high school, which is very liberating. start making marks on paper one day soon. have a clear corner of my room, all ready for some messy colour and texture action.

now I've survived attempting to kill myself on a prawn cracker - it was accidental, they don't usually have REAL prawn, despite the name - and having to get shots of adrenaline and hydrocortisone, life seems all the more beautiful and precious. Adrenaline isn't a drug experience I'd recommend, caffeine jitters x 10, lying in bed pulse racing, heart skittery and weird jumpy twitching all over my face. Nice. Lovely Helen talked me through the experience, initial reaction and how the treatment works, all these things to learn about the physiology of allergy. At least I'm taking it seriously again, was getting a bit lax.

not sure if I'm taking life more or less seriously, or if it would be a good thing either way. balance seems to be the key. some things are worth worrying about, others just loom at you then fade naturally.
completely ignoring major life decisions, not enough information.
people keep asking; where are you going, are you staying? I don't know. It depends. All correspondence will be entered into.
Starting to feel a vague shape for the next 6 months, drawn towards gardening. yes, it's an urge I have never felt before, but suddenly have an inexplicable need for green things in my proximity. Well, quite explainable I guess - wanting to put down roots - but really noticing how much difference a few trees and flowers make to a street. Now, where to start digging one of my own............