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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My Perfect Man

Tea for Two

Lyrics and music by Doris Day

I'm discontented with homes that I've rented So I have invented my own..	Darling, this place is a lovely oasis Where life's weary taste is unknown Far from the crowded city Where flowers pretty caress the stream
Cozy to hide in, to live side by side in Don't let it apart in my dream	Picture me upon your knee Just tea for two And two for tea Just me for you And you for me alone
Nobody near us to see us or hear us No friends or relations On weekend vacations We won't have it known, dear That we own a telephone, dear	Day will break and I'll wake And start to bake a sugar cake For you to take for all the boys to see
We will raise a family A boy for you And a girl for me Can't you see how happy we would be?	10 years later... Som Chai!! Stop hanging out with the guys and come home!!!