TRAVEL DIARY

A weblog regularly updated by Jodi Rose.

Thursday, December 21, 2006

1:08 PM
Posted by jodi rose

that's my celebration, and I'm sticking to it. although I did see santa on a harley today, riding past redfern station. very cool. the last few days rain have been blown away by crazy hot winds, and the country is plagued by bushfires even more than usual for this time of year.

Listening to those annoyingly perky announcers on FBI - ok, I know it's the new yoof network and great to have 50% australian content on the radio, but do they all have to be so young and inane? surely there's a middle ground between having a station brand across all the shows, and having personality? Guess that's just another indication that even the indie world isn't quite alternative enough for me - hell. No wonder I can't get a job. Completely unemployable. Guess there's nothing for it but to keep making those out-there projects of my own happen.
Had a great experience yesterday, going for a job as membership secretary with an organisation I highly respect, who basically said, well this job isn't right for you, but would you like to direct a new project with us? Yeah, damn straight. Talk about having a clear sign that the world of administration no longer has much resonance for me.

So, although it continues to be financially precarious and all those networks and ideas take constant gardening, and despite people thinking I've 'got it made' or have some underlying structure to life; the tenuousness is tempered slightly by realising a new level of professional engagement. Probably a good thing I didn't get that front of house job at the new arts complex either - best to stay on the right side of the that particular fence, when it's so close to one's art practice.

Heard a great piece on the abc this morning, by a 'feckless freelancer' talking about how the relationship to 'holiday' season is very different when you don't have an actual job - no xmas parties either - and that quiet time isn't necessarily one to celebrate or relax, but even more work trying to stay afloat and get new projects happening.

Anyway, getting through each day as it comes just now. Walked to the lake and visited the ducks this morning - I find they relax me. And there really were men in trees - new favourite show - trimming some of the moreton bay figs. one of them (men not tree) even looked like jack, the love interest, with his curly auburn hair, beard and bemused detached expression.

so, it's the longest day of the year over this side of the world, and I'm looking forward to finishing the round of visits to deliver trifle - to all those people who specially requested it for our get-together last night then all bailed on me - so unreliable; and kicking back on the balcony with pink champagne for present swapping with lisa.