Hoping everyone is well in this wild world and sharing our kindness and creativity, and advocacy for humanity as best we can.
I turned 40 this month, so its been a big time of reflecting on how best to live and to be of service, plus of extreme gratitude for all the love and peace in my life.
As I look forward to new adventures with the newly formed network of ‘Australian Walking Artists‘ it has been fascinating to look back on my own creative wanderings, now well over a decade, and my cross art-form work and interests that have spanned site-specific theatre, creative tours, podcasting, cultural heritage, collage, poetry and more, but always with a focus on the layers and inter-weavings of people and place, and led by heart and curiosity.
To have met a kindred world on my travels in Greece last year has led to being part of AWA and our exciting group show Way Beyond at Articulate gallery in Sydney this month. A massive thanks to co-convenors of the group, exhibition curators and all round legends Molly Wagner and Kim V. Goldsmith for all their work pulling everything together. You can read their piece about the show recently shared on the awesome Walk Listen Create and if you’re in Sydney catch the show before it finishes this weekend!
and also join a talk Walk Listen Create are running tomorrow morning– 6AM Aus time- with some exciting news from our walking friends in Greece and Europe.
I consider myself more of a wanderer than any kind of hardcore ‘walker’, but the beauty of this network- and the field internationally- is it’s breadth and diversity.
Anything (so far as it’s driven by generosity, connection and curiosity) goes. Molly hosted a hybrid live and online panel chat with some of the Way Beyond artists, including me that you can watch below, woohoo!
And a poem for you written last October:
There is room for everyone
Waking with these words on my tongue,
The question mark in my gut,
Longing for it to become-
Truth
Turf toiled with love
The garden party, the cities ruined by bombs,
The bears-who know no borders-
Poisoned and re pieced
By a team of those who don’t believe in extinction
but that co-existence might still be done
Un-kin, in foreign skins, but blood within
Let there be room for everyone
All creatures under the sun,
Hold space not ground
Flowers to the butts of guns
In prayers of peace, to all not some-
Let there be room for everyone