Tuesday, 30 September 2008
Monday, 29 September 2008
Sunday, 28 September 2008
Saturday, 27 September 2008
Friday, 26 September 2008
Thursday, 25 September 2008
Wednesday, 24 September 2008
Last week, Medicins Sans Frontieres' "Refugee Camp in You City" was in Martin Place. The recreation of a refugee camp aimed to introduce people to the work of MSF and to give an idea of how refugees live, with examples of tents, toilets, health care and the rations they receive.
Tuesday, 23 September 2008
With un you can unworry, unravel, unshackle, unload, unbabble or
take off your underpants because nobody wears derpants.
With un there is no stress. Just unstress.
No hassle. Just unhassle. No annoying bits. Just unannoying bits.
Most of all, with un you can undo what you did.
You can undrive through the car wash with the window down.
Or unbreak-dance in front of your teenage sone. And his mates.
Or unflood the downstairs laundry that now doubles as the pool room.
Un makes life relaxing and unreal.
So I say to those inquisitive enough to enquire
"Un your life. Be happy and live for now. Don't worry. Unworry.
And go you good thung."
(Full page ads in the Sunday papers contained the logo of a well known insurance company.)
Monday, 22 September 2008
Sunday, 21 September 2008
Saturday, 20 September 2008
Friday, 19 September 2008
Thursday, 18 September 2008
Wednesday, 17 September 2008
Tuesday, 16 September 2008
Monday, 15 September 2008
Sunday, 14 September 2008
Saturday, 13 September 2008
Friday, 12 September 2008
Thursday, 11 September 2008
Wednesday, 10 September 2008
Tuesday, 9 September 2008
The exhibition was held in the foyer/shopping arcade of one of the big office blocks in the "big end of town". Although some of the portfolios were stunning the way they were exhibited was a disappointment, they were lost in and overshadowed by the vast space surrounding them.
Monday, 8 September 2008
Friday, 5 September 2008
Thursday, 4 September 2008
Wednesday, 3 September 2008
This statue of Trim sits on a ledge on the facade of the State Library, directly behind the statue of his owner, Matthew Flinders. Trim was Flinders' ships cat and accompanied him on his circumnavigation of Australia.
I can never speak of cats without a sentiment of regret for my poor Trim, the favourite of all our ship's company on the Spyall. This good-natured purring animal was born on board His Majesty's ship the Roundabout in 1799 during a passage from the Cape of Good Hope to Botany Bay; and saving the rights and titles of the parish of Stepney, was consequently an Indian by birth. The signs of superior intelligence which marked his infancy, procured for him an education beyond what is usually bestowed upon the individuals of his tribe; and being brought up amongst sailors, his manners acquired a peculiarity of cant which rendered them as different from those of other cats, as the actions of a fearless seaman are from those of a lounging, shame-faced ploughboy; it was, however, from his gentleness and the innate goodness of his heart, that I gave him the name of my uncle Toby's honest, kind-hearted, humble companion. In playing with his little brothers and sisters upon deck by moonlight, when the ship was lying tranquilly in harbour, the energy and elasticity of his movements sometimes carried him so far beyond his mark, that he fell overboard; but this was far from being a misfortune; he learned to swim and to have no dread of the water; and when a rope was thrown over to him, he took hold of it like a man, and ran up it like a cat: