Monthly Archives: May 2013

D.I.Y. protest march

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Earlier in May I posted regarding Monsanto on elladee_words “You are what you eat. You are every dollar you spend. Read labels. Choose wisely. Care. Make a difference”.

March Against Monsanto is May 25th, today, but I didn’t join in the protest marches against Monsanto, it’s not my style. I didn’t do anything special, just what we do many weekends – visit a farmers market. The G.O. due to miserable Sydney weather during the week washing out his work site, had an unusual free Saturday, so we grabbed a couple of shopping bags and marched over to Eveleigh Farmers Markets in Sydney’s glorious Saturday sunshine.

It was simple. We didn’t need to refer to the boycott list of Monsanto companies, we protested by spending some of this weeks grocery dollars on local and organic produce. The benefits of this type of protest is I can do it as often as I want, it will make a difference, oh, and it tastes delicious.

Celi’s challenge – what I see from my back porch

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Celi asked “I have a challenge for you. What do you see from your Back Porch or Back Doorstep?”

This was not straight forward for me to fulfil.

This is our Erskineville apartment balcony. We don’t have a back porch, just a door in from the lobby.

Erko view

Erko view with train

This is the view I see most. From my office desk.
office view

office view

This is where I’d rather be. At Taylors Arm. This is one of the views from the back porch.

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TA view with kookaburras

paste and paint

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The kids have been out & about, transforming the neighbourhood into a mixed media collage.

“Scissors, paste, images, and genius in effect superseded brushes, paints, models, style, sensibility, and that famous sincerity demanded of artists.” René Magritte

“If one looks at a thing with the intention of trying to discover what it means, one ends up no longer seeing the thing itself, but thinking of the question that has been raised. The mind sees in two different senses: (1) sees, as with the eyes; and (2) sees a question (no eyes).”
René Magritte

rich in life

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Last weekend I came home from a school reunion in Tamworth, feeling rich in life. This weekend it was business as usual, with domestic goddess duties on Saturday, and on Sunday hanging out in the neighbourhood with the G.O., amidst the treasures of inner city life.

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