MY PERFECT MAN

My Man in Melbourne

Som Chai meets my family & friends

I am so excited that Som Chai is now in Oz and has been granted a partner visa.

He's met my family and friends, and even come along to Uni with me.

It is wonderful having him here with me - no more lonely nights or awkward outings on my own!

I can throw my wish list in the fire now because he fulfils all my dreams. I am so proud of him - he is charismatic, generous and kind, and he is also Budhist and a meditator!

An Ode to a Human Painting Machine

I wondered whether there was a difference between art made by a human and art made by a machine? So I made a fan that painted, and I became a painting human fan.
Conclusion: there was no difference.

Ketubot/Marriage Contracts

Just an Ordinary Peasant is based on my uncle’s experience as an inmate at Treblinka extermination camp in 1944. His memoir recounts that while being forced to carry corpses from the gas chambers to an open-air pyre, he was handed a sack which held little children who were still alive. The guard commanded the sack be thrown into the fire. The woman I play in Just an Ordinary Peasant is a hybrid character created from the memoirs of my uncle, my parents and my own research. She sings and dances and also throws a sack of babies into the fire. This piece explores my own biases as well as questions the culpability of ‘ordinary people’ who were accomplices to the atrocities carried out during the Third Reich.

An Ode to a Human Painting Machine

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She Ain't Heavy, She's My Mother

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A story about patience and time

Jul 29, 2019

A story about patience and time

29.7.19. It’s evening again. Mum took herself to bed wearing all her clothes. I wake her up a couple of hours later to go pish, wash herself and put cream on her happy rash . She sits on the bed I direct her: Take your pants off. Off? Yes take them off. On? No, off. Take your pants off, I repeat She looks at me with very confused eyes. I realise that I can also sit down and write while I wait for her to complete each task. Otherwise I can lose it and feel pressured that time

Jul 27, 2019

I snap

28.7.19. OMG it’s getting hard. I find I have little patience at midnight when mum gets her second wind. I am too tired to instruct her how to wash herself on the bidet, how to dry herself and put cream on her happy rash. And I forget to speak softly and calmly. I can feel the tension rising in my chest and tonight for the first time I feel so angry when she doesn’t understand when I tell her to get back into bed. I snap ‘That is a silly question!’ when she asks ‘How to go to