TRAVEL DIARY

A weblog regularly updated by Jodi Rose.

Monday, January 15, 2007

11:17 AM
Posted by jodi rose

So, I walked in the park this morning. Amazing how a simple thing like fresh air, ducks and water lilies can change your perspective. Highly recommended. The bellringers at sydney uni were practising some of their of their more obscure repertoire, one piece sounded like a scarlatti piano sonatina I used to play - but then again it could have been chopin. trilly yet sombre. Visited the fabulous statue of Gilgamesh tucked away down the hill from a sports oval. Four metres high and a metre wide, he has treetrunk thighs with a short tasselled tunic, long flowing curly beart, a sword in one hand and a lion under the other arm. Very imposing yet kind of friendly. His story is:
'Gilagamesh, Assyrian King of Uruk during the third millennium BC is part god and part man. (well, aren't we all!) He sets out on a quest to seek immortality. In the course of his quest, he finds compassion, friendship, courage, love and peace.' It reminded me about one of Justin's rants in Mario's years ago, when travelling the world to record bridges and make music was something I dreamed of doing but hadn't started yet. He grilled me with lacanian pyschoanalytic theory, went next door and bought the book - here, come back to me when you've read this - I can paraphrase it for you to one sentence.
Basically, the ONLY moral imperative is: don't give way on your desire. Whatever that desire may be. Each time you let yourself down, or give up on yourself, something erodes and starts to eat away at you. So, best just get on with it. Whatever that desire is. Of course, if more people actually read Lacan he'd have a lot to answer for. I wonder if you could use it as a defense in a court of law?
Anyway, conversation radio and global bridge symphony it is. Bring it!