Footnote: Boots arrived (during the pandemic isolation in March, 2020). In the early stage of the drawing, Boots was leaning against the globe, ground to a halt. But as the drawing progressed, the continents became stars. The biggest, falling right on top of Boot’s head. Stuck, she became in the – ‘in-between’.
But this was not to be the end – of the drawing. Of the world. Boots raised a hand, cautiously turning back a corner of the fallen star. And there, right alongside her, a faintly glowing object of mystery, rolled up, rolled up.
Was it a ball for juggling? Mirroring a juggled conscience? Dropped or forgotten? Left behind or gone astray? Or maybe it was that small thing that so easily gets lost or overlooked? Still there. Still waiting. Perhaps something new? A gift. Small and precious. A reminder that there are things that need much greater care that we ever imagine — and quite often forget. Until something rolls up, rolls up…
(‘Boots – The Clown, The World’s Greatest Act, Part I’, out of isolation March 2020)
Amelia Bloom dreamed … she could divide the world up evenly so everyone had a place – and noone ever went without.
Footnote: This Amelia Bloom message arrived in response to homelessness and all people who are marginalised and made to suffer for their difference. And her dream goes beyond a physical place, a home, for all. She dreams all human beings get to experience a sense of connectedness and belonging. To feel and be – safe.
Amelia Bloom understands how broken everything is, yet she remains invested in her dreaming, not only for herself, but for everyone else.
Amelia Bloom’s French flavoured imagination paints a beautiful picture of a world full of hope and peace. She gently reminds us of the magic of dreaming and its ability to create a better world – both real, and imagined.
Amelia Bloom dreamed every street corner had a worry bank so everyone felt safe.
Amelia Bloom dreamed flowers grew in clouds and their petals flew to all the dark corners of the world.
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After The Storm . (Mumford & Sons)
And after the storm, I run and run as the rains come. And I look up, I look up. On my knees and out of luck, I look up. Night has always pushed up day. You must know life to see decay. But I won’t rot, I won’t rot. Not this mind and not this heart, I won’t rot. And I took you by the hand. And we stood tall. And remembered our own land, what we stood for. And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears. And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears. Get over your hill and see what you’ll find there. With grace in your heart, and flowers in your hair. And now I cling to what I knew. I saw exactly what was true. But oh no more. That’s why I hold with all I have. That’s why I hold.
Amelia Bloom – Home & Peace Maker.
In this documentary, Aboriginal elder Bob Randall poignantly explains why his people are now struggling in a modern world and what needs to be done for them to move forward. Bob has also written a book called ‘Songman – the story of an aboriginal elder’ published by ABC Books. What’s also of interest is the story behind the making of Kanyini – of film maker Melanie Hogan. The documentary and her story are on the Kanyini website and also in Issue 8 of Dumbo Feather magazine.
(Reposted from 2009)
