This is the final space for Traralgon, which I repeated yesterday in Queenscliff. It seemed like a good space – it was lovely watching people interact with it and make it their own… The stations are outlined below, and are here for download on pdf:maps_stations We opened by playing Padraig O’Tuama’s Opening Collect [from his…
a first thought for a space i’m curating on saturday… At the edge of every map is a thick grey line in the absence of any sign there is a world beyond it, it’s easy to believe that the line is a solid wall for us to butt up against and rest our weight on;…
In the leading machine the Head of the Air Force was sitting beside the pilot. He had a world atlas on his knees and he kept staring first at the atlas, then at the ground below, trying to figure out where they were going. Frantically he turned the pages of the atlas. ‘Where the devil…
I seem to have this thing for maps recently. I’ve noticed over the last few years that there’s almost always an underlying theme that shapes my thinking: water was it for a while; maps, or a sense of ‘this place’ seems to be it now. My head is overflowing with ideas about knowing where we…
