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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The nuns visit us

Mar 29

The nuns visit us

29.3.21 Today two nuns visited our house. They came to visit Lena, the tenant from the Phillipines, as she volunteers at their mission. We all started chatting and the nuns asked me where my parents were from. I said they were from Poland, had spent their teenage years in Auschwitz concentration camp as well as other work camps, and had lost most of their family in the Holocaust. I mentioned to the nuns that after the war mum was so down and alone that she decided to enter a

Mania

Mar 22

Mania

Sunday 14.3.21 It’s been a rough couple of days. On Friday, mum started showing signs of ‘mania’. I’m not sure of the correct terminology, but suddenly she became alert, chatty and reflective which was out of character to her usual subdued self. By Friday evening she had raided my wardrobe and had dressed herself (for the family dinner) in a random selection of clothes which were far too tight on her. But you could tell she felt pretty, with her bright pink lipstick and her w

The Corridor

Mar 1

The Corridor

My family has a term for urinating and bowel motions - we call it ‘pishy and kuki’ things. I know it seems undignified and bad taste to talk about others’ toilet habits, especially ones' old mother's. But when you’re caring for someone who has dementia, this area becomes an integral part of daily life. I feel it’s important to bring to light and share some of the challenges I’ve experienced. 21.2.21 I’ve got the smell of kuki in my nostrils. I could feel it getting stronger a