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Folks may remember a post from some time back on finding pages of an old book at the side of the road and using some pages in an artwork on colonialism for the MASIL art auction.

Outdated words, outdated ideas, outdated book.

But any poet knows well words are being made new, used anew and renewed all the time and language learned.

Walking home this week, on the other side of the road, on another property, on another day… another section of the book has come to my hands.

What will become of this? I know it looks like rubbish but in my hands it’s possibility.

Whole worlds

Whole worlds becoming
At the tips of her fingers
Weaving sticks and stories
Into a landscape of happening
For who, what, why…?
She delights in her creation
And Creation delights in her

Talitha Fraser

Fast Learners

footscray walk my neighbourhood view Melbourne CBD trainline

Some out-of-towners are in the Big Smoke for the game, a Mum with two boys visiting their city Aunty. Exclamations such as: “Wow, look at that big building!” (3 storeys) give them away. They turn their attention to the inside of the train and ask for an explanation of the priority seating sticker.

“Well, that’s to say that if anyone comes along who is blind or on crutches or in a wheelchair, you will have to give this seat up for them because they need it more. It’s also polite to offer your seat to anyone who might be older than you”

“Oh. Do you want this seat Mum?”

“No. Thank you.”

#fastlearners #stories #Footscray #preciousorprecocious

Everyone is welcome

funny signs on gates for meter readers

#nothingtofearhere #stories #walkmyneighbourhood

Disability Pride

Footscray disability pride wall paste ups

Footscray disability pride wall paste ups

Footscray disability pride wall paste ups birds

I detour, then stop, for a close look at Footscrays’ Disability Pride paste up wall (🖤LOVE!🖤) a young African man comes up and offers to take a photo with me in it, I explain what I’m up to, nothing really, and ask him in turn – it’s his birthday and he’s hanging with friends in the sunshine, just thought I might want help…
#myneighourhood #myneighbours #nogangshere

There’s a wall viewing and doco at The Sun today if anyone’s keen…

Aboretum


We will rise

we will rise (1)

Re-creation

Come. Sit here beside me.
Away from the city. Be re-created.

That is what this space is for. Re-creation.

Tune in. Listen.
Who are you now? Who were you Made to be?

Listen.

Its calling you.
Its calling you by name.

Third Helpings

Sometimes community is a few households sharing life together. This brownie recipe feels symbolic of that as the plate I regularly bring to share at special occasions – birthdays, Christmas, dedications… double it and give some away… x

Radical Discipleship

talitha3By Talitha Fraser

We live in times where the focus is on those things that divide rather than connect us but as Chappo (Peter Chapman) says “You should share communion together, it has a unique power to unite beyond words.

Sometimes community is a few households sharing life together. This brownie recipe feels symbolic of that as the plate I regularly bring to share at special occasions – birthdays, Christmas, dedications… When I was interning with Bartimaeus Cooperative Ministries (BCM) in 2012, my community back in Melbourne sent me their smiling, summer faces into my crisply cold California day so that I might feel ‘at the table’.  I made brownies for the Institute that year and we started up an Institute cookbook and I like to think they’re still being made.  Taking our recipes with us means we can feel at home wherever we are and share that…

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