26.01.2012

back on the floor

As a holiday it was perfect…beginning at Mt. Kosciuszko: walking hard every day; swimming in icy-cold rivers and not-so-cold lakes; breathing in clear, cool air; gazing at horizons, blue mountains, massive skies, slopes with hundreds of shades of green and grey, and outrageous expanses of wildflowers; dodging snakes; and probably most importantly, feeling far, far away. Then beach: swimming, walking, sand-castles, swimming, ball-games, dolphins and more swimming. Then Hobart: art, art, art. All sorts: performance, sound, music, visual. II was ready, I soaked it up. I got inspired.

Now, remarkably refreshed, I’m back in Melbourne and already firmly in the grip of ‘Stripped’, my novel, which Laurence Strangio and I are adapting into a one-woman show. In March. Yes, it’s soon; yes, it’s intense; yes, it’s hard; yes it’s fun.