tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post3650504420082447932..comments2023-11-01T00:47:40.605+11:00Comments on strange fruit: In which the fish speaks of dark glassfifihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-33466100964654473752010-08-25T21:41:24.583+10:002010-08-25T21:41:24.583+10:00I haven't been to blogland at all often recent...I haven't been to blogland at all often recently, but oh fifi, I'm sorry it has taken me so long to come across this post.<br /><br />So beautiful and so sad. <br /><br />I love the terrifying image of your daughter tearing down the mountain in the snow. Wild thing.<br /><br />And as I just step into the angst of a MFA by research, I can only admire a thousand fold that you have finished.<br /><br />Hope you are okay and sending you much love. xxUlrikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07303376326165829257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-80635547502418851472010-08-06T01:50:09.927+10:002010-08-06T01:50:09.927+10:00Wow, that's one of the longest blog posts I...Wow, that's one of the longest blog posts I've read that has engaged me with every sentence. Thanks for putting into words what I feel so much of the time (sans the added pressure of kids). I loved your analogy of the table, I know exactly what you mean. I'm struggling with realizing I might never get to some of those piles. I need to choose just a few and let the others go, since my table isn't getting any bigger... <br /><br />...and I know the feeling of being at the same time obsessed with your art as dust gathers in your studio...and the feeling of gratitude after an opening for the people who came and the nagging worry that you've offended them...artists' guilt for sure<br /><br />I'm going to link to this post on my blog, any bookmark yours!Kathy Hodgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06103183122102023675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-287301668494810352010-07-29T17:16:30.785+10:002010-07-29T17:16:30.785+10:00ah fifi. Hard times, huh?
It's wonderful that...ah fifi. Hard times, huh?<br /><br />It's wonderful that women have so many opportunities these days, but at the same time we somehow end up having so many responsibilities that our heads spin. I often feel like I am doing a lousy job in each role. There seems to be no end to mother-guilt. <br /><br />I was glad to read in a comment by you (above this) that you're feeling better. Take care dear fifi.<br /><br />XOJellyheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05344630172173199819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-17586295191854610482010-07-26T21:10:33.411+10:002010-07-26T21:10:33.411+10:00ah, bay bay,
fancy seeing you here?
You are
of c...ah, bay bay,<br />fancy seeing you here?<br /><br />You are <br />of course, <br /><br />wonrousness itself.fifihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-80840777643184984172010-07-26T02:01:04.132+10:002010-07-26T02:01:04.132+10:00Congratulations on your thesis. No wonder you are ...Congratulations on your thesis. No wonder you are sometimes overwhelmed by life - all that juggling. I very much liked your description of the "furled bud of my girl" stored inside you, keeping you warm in the freezing sea. I am sure that you will keep each other warm again.ganchinghttp://ganching.typepad,comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-26162043694148505762010-07-24T18:37:32.763+10:002010-07-24T18:37:32.763+10:00Big love to you, most loved sea creature.
Sea-cha...Big love to you, most loved sea creature.<br /><br />Sea-change<br /><br />You are no more, but sunken in a sea<br />Sheer into dream, ten thousand leagues, you fell;<br />And now you lie green-golden, while a bell<br />Swings with the tide, my heart: and all is well<br />Till I look down, and wavering, the spell–<br />Your loveliness–returns. There in the sea,<br />Where you lie amber-pale and coral-cool,<br />You are most loved, most lost, most beautiful. <br /><br />-Genevieve TaggardShoufayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15999885216562385433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-32866222030986758712010-07-23T19:50:55.418+10:002010-07-23T19:50:55.418+10:00I went to visit Old Black...& left the most id...I went to visit Old Black...& left the most idiotic remark. I feel stupid but did not want to coumpound the stupidity, by trying to correct it.<br />I swear, I was your daughter, in a parallel life! I was odious to my lovely, loving, mother. We became the closest of friends, after life tortured both of us. I am sure you will reach this, with your own daughter, one day. I wonder what I did, to get such a beautiful daughter, who is so different to me!Meggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13074676856646898900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-80962205653393027502010-07-22T00:05:24.700+10:002010-07-22T00:05:24.700+10:00Oh dear Fifi, what a lot of stress! I cope by doin...Oh dear Fifi, what a lot of stress! I cope by doing the dutiful things and not doing anything creative and I so admire the way that you do your art. Dust will just resettle but your paintings will endure. <br /><br />Glad that your comment makes things sound a bit better. Your children are beautiful and will grow up to be easier to live with, I'm sure. And will appreciate their wonderfully talented mother.Pam https://www.blogger.com/profile/12641269043817163165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-59704743638213704762010-07-20T11:17:45.304+10:002010-07-20T11:17:45.304+10:00That's quite an art world cast of characters i...That's quite an art world cast of characters in your life, Fifi! And I'm glad you're posting again. <br /><br />I sent you an email about a friend of mine who just moved to Australia (not Sydney) and is keeping a blog about his time there. He is there for at least one year.Regulushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04908072367667145521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-56680104243024542022010-07-19T20:58:45.364+10:002010-07-19T20:58:45.364+10:00Sheeesh...good to see you back Fifi, 'bout tim...Sheeesh...good to see you back Fifi, 'bout time indeed.<br />DavidAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-7788639136136231702010-07-18T10:27:27.475+10:002010-07-18T10:27:27.475+10:00I wish you every possible happiness. I was pointed...I wish you every possible happiness. I was pointed to your blog by a friend many moons ago and find your writing intense, mystifying, delicious.<br /><br />Congratulations on the art, enjoy your children, your life. <3Michihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02430338353437967043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-28079571532431839182010-07-16T21:44:39.669+10:002010-07-16T21:44:39.669+10:00Sending you lots of love, dear fish.
I know the fe...Sending you lots of love, dear fish.<br />I know the feeling of tipping dinner into the bin. Awful, isn't it?<br />Wishing you well and a turnaround second half of the year.Duyvkenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17660918523479855890noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-62800081115916108582010-07-16T14:54:09.707+10:002010-07-16T14:54:09.707+10:00The curse of a great gift. Almost like a white el...The curse of a great gift. Almost like a white elephant, that ability to see beauty where others hurry on with their head down. The passion to capture that beauty at the expense of all else. The doubt that you can replicate what is in your dream. The angst of treading over loved ones in the process. Breathe, Fish breathe. <br /><br />And, I don't believe nits can hold their breath that long. <br /><br />The glimpses of your art are breathtaking. Someday I want to see one up close and personal.(the paintings not the nits) Oh, and you too.Leeniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17655189620056032790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-63522523139213698522010-07-16T12:40:37.095+10:002010-07-16T12:40:37.095+10:00Oh, and mindy, the boy makes dinner, but the girl ...Oh, and mindy, the boy makes dinner, but the girl will not. He atttracts the attention of the fire brigade regularly.fifihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-26484265137534614112010-07-16T12:39:37.891+10:002010-07-16T12:39:37.891+10:00Nits cant hold their breath long enough to live in...Nits cant hold their breath long enough to live in my hair Kim you know that :-)<br /><br />Thank you for your very lovely comments. Now that the sun is out things look a little better, more manageable and I have begun to be able to function again. My semester ahead looks much less fraught, and now that i feel as if I have hardened my armour, onward it shall be for me.<br /><br /><br />O suse, I cannot claim that praise. It is merely a matsres in Fine Arts by research, which was to have been upgraded to a PhD at some point, but, well, I missed that point and ended up with a gigantic masters project. I still may go on with it, tough, despite the problematic institution, because I am an idiot and like that kind of thing. I will just have a breather first.<br /><br /><br />Old Black your daughter souns very lovely and I dont think you are a bad parent at all.<br /><br /><br />dette, I often confort myself with the thought of <br />your unpaid bills because I never seem to pay mine on time either...<br /><br /><br /><br />Ii's just very hard to juggle everything at once, and I seem to be running out of my customary energy for doing so. But thanks, all. I'll be right.fifihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-7930398239456712582010-07-16T12:21:39.549+10:002010-07-16T12:21:39.549+10:00Oh, and the thesis?! CONGRATULATIONS, on both fini...Oh, and the thesis?! CONGRATULATIONS, on both finishing and no corrections!!!<br /><br />I raise my hat to you Dr Stupenda.Susehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14837796439737091649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-59045716822605113472010-07-16T12:19:31.918+10:002010-07-16T12:19:31.918+10:00Oh Fifi. I hope you find some harmony and stillne...Oh Fifi. I hope you find some harmony and stillness soon.<br /><br />xxSusehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14837796439737091649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-72583223327741587652010-07-16T09:22:51.165+10:002010-07-16T09:22:51.165+10:00Re: your girl?
You sound like where I was last yea...Re: your girl?<br />You sound like where I was last year.<br />Email me when you hve a spare second...<br />:)Frogdancerhttp://dancingwithfrogs.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-59363769261394119702010-07-15T08:44:08.960+10:002010-07-15T08:44:08.960+10:00I want to say something, but I don't know what...I want to say something, but I don't know what to say. I'd like to offer parenting advice, but I'm a crap father and wouldn't trust my own advice. I am in awe of you and your creativity in painting, writing <b><i>and</i></b> parenting! Only last Sunday I was telling my partner about your idea of reading to your daughter. <br /><br />I'm not even good at rolling off trite phrases about love & support...but here's the most reassuring thing I can say: As I was sitting here at our shared place of work, trying to think of what infinitesimal contribution I could make, I received an SMS from my daughter. She's visiting workers in Wagga Wagga (she works for the childcare union) and her union car won't start in the freezing Wagga morning. She's waiting for the NRMA. No request, no advice sought, just making contact; sharing her life. It almost brings me to tears.<br /><br />I predict you'll have the same experience in a few years time.old_blackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10620022935822883999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-14346102819776538912010-07-14T23:41:37.398+10:002010-07-14T23:41:37.398+10:00And look, at least you don't have nits.And look, at least you don't have nits.KPBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06124224647059797583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-34758130801606535542010-07-14T23:25:49.577+10:002010-07-14T23:25:49.577+10:00No words, just my heart aching for you.
When can...No words, just my heart aching for you. <br /><br />When can you come over for a cup of tea and cake? Next week when school is back? How are you placed on Tuesday?KPBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06124224647059797583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-70220545182216401502010-07-14T23:08:14.023+10:002010-07-14T23:08:14.023+10:00Hugs. Lou XXHugs. Lou XXLouise Daltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18157994411440515015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-80331561672256209962010-07-14T21:20:43.642+10:002010-07-14T21:20:43.642+10:00Gosh no wonder you haven't been posting so oft...Gosh no wonder you haven't been posting so often. This post really moved me, I feel for you, it really is no surprise that you feel tired. The struggle in your head about if your art has distracted you from your parenting is one many women chastise themself with... but to ignore the artistic person who is you is I think far worse. Mothers are notorious for beating themselves up for not doing enough at the best of times without trying to throw in something as 'selfish' as doing art!(I really don't believe it is selfish but traditionally anything that distracts women from their family and is not 'propper work' often feels or can be percieved as selfish.) You really need to find some balance (says the hen with the messiest house in Perth who stresses often because she has lost important papers and bills and the water or electricity is about to be cut off!) If you can afford it have your cleaner come regularly (you can't do it all!) and I agree with Mindy get your fussy eaters to help out- I had mine cook once a week and at the beginning of the week, which was thursday as that was pay day and shopping day I had them tell me what they wanted to eat and we chose two meals each and then the 7th one was a takeaway, I was so heartily sick of the 'food fights' and having to make all the decisions. It helped a little.<br />Be gentle on yourself poor fish you are an amazing lady.Red Hen (dette)https://www.blogger.com/profile/09620943527844246297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-22042232113194497512010-07-14T15:47:51.426+10:002010-07-14T15:47:51.426+10:00You see - if you didn't paint , you could writ...You see - if you didn't paint , you could write. You write so sublimely.<br /><br />and evoke in me a swirl of feelings - but mostly an overwhelming desire to rest your head on my shoulder ..Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08578720378832806483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-64032981152004367582010-07-14T14:52:42.418+10:002010-07-14T14:52:42.418+10:00xxxxThirdCathttp://adelaidefromadelaide.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com