I’ve been in a brewing stench of a mood the last few days. All is dour, I’ve no will to clean, or eat and I’d like to hibernate for a month but I can’t sleep kind of mood. Anyway, today I had to drive out up the Hume Hwy for work. Once I finally made [...]

I have been marking exams for a course on the sociology of new media. As I sit, reading through variations on the same answer to the same questions 53 times, I reflect on my role in this (exam garbled) information economy. I have come to the conclusion that I am a knowledge sweat shop laborer. [...]

As a part of my current artist residency in the Biospatial Workshop at RMIT University, which involves a seminar called Contaminated Life, I have been thinking a lot about the material and metaphor of ‘contamination’. In order for something to become contaminated it must first be pure and contained. Contamination implies the entry of an [...]

I haven’t watched much tv in a while, so the other night when I switched on the news I was particularly struck by the violent coverage. Death by train, death by plane, death by weather and death by war. The ends of life are played out on a mythic scale and the moral of the [...]

On the one hand, repetition drives me crazy. I hate repeated sounds, like the sound of a clock ticking, or of my landlady’s dog scratching at the door – and being a smart dog she uses this to her advantage. I hate the sense of going over old territory, in my life, in my work. [...]

I think I’m hooked. I feel strange if I haven’t blogged in a few days. I get a sense of building tension, like something needs to be spewed out into the world. Its the regular writing – I think it clears my head. Rather than letting the same argument, analysis, obsession circle for days on [...]

The main reason for my trip was of course, not food or toilet titilation, but to attend my second Subtle Technologies Festival in Toronto. The theme of this year’s festival was in situ: art|body|medicine. I presented a paper at the symposium called Sticky Sojourns in a Body of Metaphor: Reflections on the contemporary intersection of [...]

Following the generally excretory theme that has been seeping through this blog of late, I also engaged in some toilet tourism while in NYC. The lavatory of note was in a Japanese tea house called Cha An. It had an automated bidet function – back washing and front washing with pulse, oscillate and pressure settings. [...]

Every time I travel I put on weight. When I was in Bangkok many years ago I would feel compelled to stop at every second street stall to try some new fruit, sweet, drink. While New York does not offer quite the same gustatory landscape, I have nonetheless been sampling some new delicacies. The most [...]