Whoever thought the humble pineapple would enjoy some sort of
When the Red Cardinals were married, we were gifted such 70s curiosities as a pineapple shaped serving bowl.
It came with tiny holes in its wooden leaves, for the display of cocktail toothpicks bearing a tiny cube of cheese, a pickled onion...perhaps even a pineapple wedge..
Here, displayed in all their retro glory, is a veritable cornucopia of pineapple creativity... part of "Harvest", the latest exhibition at our GoMA..
Without further comment, I give you:
Remember those gothic fairytales by Hans Christian Anderson?
This is an illustration from my childhood storybook, a book I read and re-read, loving the pretty heroines, and shivering at their tragedies...
Then there was the 1948 movie, starring ballerina Moira Shearer, with Australia's own Sir Robert Helpmann:
Occasionally turns up on cable, and I have a little look at its creepiness..
The other night I went to the world premiere season of new version of The Red Shoes by Queensland's Expressions Dance Company..
A modern, adult ballet version of the old fairytale, it draws out the gothic sub-texts of obsession, ambition and lust...
As the heroine, possessed by the magical red shoes, dances to her death, she is transported through the dark forest - cleverly constructed by layers of film footage projected across the stage. Brilliant..
On Friday, the Wild Westerly Winds blew down this large tree, across the path where I walk.
It is still there, a symbol of that awful tragedy in the Ukraine, where a Malaysian civilian plane was brought down in unspeakable horror.
Thirty-six Australians lost their lives, along with hundred from other nations.
Seven of them were Queenslanders.
It breaks our collective heart.
May they rest in peace, and the perpetrators be brought to justice.
At my choir rehearsal Friday morning, we deviated from our schedule to sing this American Spiritual: Down by the Riverside - [Ain't gonna study war no more]
It seemed right.