We still have a hundred copies of The Dingo’s Noctuary left in the signed limited edition. If you’d like one, you can order through Puncher & Wattmann, or directly from me. All author proceeds, matched by the press, will go to The Purple House—providing life-saving dialysis to elders on Country.
After bushfires came months of unrelenting rain. The burrows flooded. Mud obscured the paths to higher ground. Brian, in the mist rising from swampy ground, finds a great and secret tunnel in the sky.
Lumachrome Glass Print, Cliche-verre, Chemigram, Drawing.
PREORDERING IS OPEN NOW (official release date October 1)
The Purple House help remote Indigenous people remain on their homeland for life-saving dialysis. All author profits from this book go to them. We've released a limited edition of 1000 signed books.
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Friends, after all the drama, the motorcycle crashes and desert crossings, the burying of thousands of road killed animals and birds (not killed by me!!)-- the first 1000 signed copies of the book are finally available for presale! puncherandwattmann.com/product/the-...
So excited to be part of Storyfest this year! Keeping First Nations storytelling at the front of the conversation. There are some totally awesome poets and novellists this year. If you're near that part of the coast, come by and meet us!
Friends, my book "The Dingo's Noctuary", which took six years to write, will be published by Puncher & Wattmann on Oct 1, 2025. We'll do a run of 1000 hard cover books, numbered, with colour maps, plant pressings, star atlases and lumachrome prints. It will be available for pre-sale soon.
Sharing a poem by the very beautiful Michael Dransfield...
Sending love today, on this anniversary of Sorry Day, to all our brothers and sisters whose families were torn apart by the genocidal policies of successive Australian governments. I wish peace for all of you, peace and answers. A safe path back to community and culture. Always was, always will be.
I'm moving house, taking up Woodcraft, building furniture and totem poles, preparing for exhibitions, writing poems, finalising book for October 1 release, making friends with goats and trying to fix a dirt road... so you and I are kindred Rosanna
Pretty stoked to have made the finals of Ravenswood Art Prize this year, alongside a bunch of super talented people. Hoping Sydney friends can get to the exhibition!
Thanks David... poor Steven, I remember him well.
Yes it's HUGE!
Just received my copy of Red Comet, the new biography of Sylvia Plath by Heather Clark. And opening it for the first time, reacquainted myself with that astronomical talent. Plath, the lion-red queen of poetry. There will never be another quite like her.
The goats names are Myrtle and Murray, and the goose is Gerald. They'll be my studio companions when I move out to Reedy Creek. Selling prints at 15% off, to help pay for the move. Can't wait to show you guys the new place.
Previous Liberal (conservative) PM Malcolm Turnbull gave a speech at the National Press Club, articulating what many Australians feel. It doesn't matter which side of the political divide you're on, the US-Australian alliance looks very worse for wear. www.malcolmturnbull.com.au/media/sovere...
So this picture is that story. You can see the three seeds in the tree. Adam is a dead rat, and the angels are all around him.
The angel tells him (Seth) to take the seeds back to his father and place them under his tongue. Seth does this and a sacred tree grew up out of the body of Adam. I love this story because we get to become trees. It's the only way any of us are getting back into the garden!
There’s an old story about Adam’s third son Seth, who returns to the garden of Eden to ask the angels to forgive his Dad (after his Dad dies). The angel with the fiery sword feels sorry for him and gives him three seeds from the tree of knowledge.
That's great. Such an important practice to pursue!
As part of their relentless attack on artists and free thinkers, yet another Australian cultural institution has cancelled Khaled Sabsabi. I call on all Australian artists to boycott Monash University's gallery until it grows a spine.
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They fired Australia's pick for Venice Biennale because they were afraid he would speak out about the atrocities in Gaza. He didn't say he was going to do this, they just assumed it because of his race. So they cherry picked a work from his career and said it was pro terrorism. Then humiliated him.
Yes I agree. Are you mob?
It doesn't disintegrate, but it can't be fixed either. And with the decomposition chemistry permeating the paper it's a biohazard. So I make high res scans and then annotate them by hand. The originals are wrapped in black plastic and safely stored.
It's the one near Manar, just up the road from Braidwood!
It's official! I'm putting my shipping container and geodesic dome on a truck and moving out to Reedy Creek. I'll be sharing my new studio with two billy goats and a goose. For the next few weeks I'm selling edition prints at 15% off. The less I have to move, the better. Message me for prices!
If anyone is hanging around the Hunter, why not join me for poetry at the pub? Grand Hotel, Newcastle.
Say what you like about Jacqui, the lady has courage and she speaks her mind.
That happens to me all the time!!
We need more briars. That's the problem with poetry today:)
Every time I return to William Blake's poems, I understand them a little better. And the older I get, the more I need his gentle light - especially in times like ours. Here's two of my favourites - well known, but not diminished by familiarity.
