While I remember
How can people remember things, if they don’t make movies or take photographs?

New things

An update crafted by the editor

Sometimes older material and unfinished pages shuffle up to the homepage that I’d prefer were deeper in the list. Here’s what’s new that I think you’ll like. Those bugs are AI, not real.

Hillend Wedding 1974

There were lots of filmmaker friends and even cameras we passed around, so the results are of variable quality. I’m grateful to have all this. In spite of omens there’s happiness here (and a lot of hair!)

RMIT SRC 50 Years Reunion

A Catalyst photographer returns

In 2016, a group of the original 1966 RMIT SRC were invited back for a 50 years Anniversary. I said yes, and I’ll take some video. People change in fifty years, some more than others.

On creating an Archive

and letting things go <delete> ...no wait!

“Today everything is archive and everyone an archivist. People everywhere constantly create, collect, document, make lists, inventories, classify, store, retrieve, and reuse all kinds of information.” Here’s a look at forgetting things.

Mike Kuchar

A visit by a Kuchar Brother

Mike Kuchar came to present his and identical twin brother George’s films at the Coop. We introduced him to a few of our filmmaker friends – the Super 8 movie shows a night at Michael Lee (and Magda’s) house and recording a video interview.

Hugh McSpedden

Light. Show. Artist

Hugh McSpedden was always part of the Melbourne alternative film community from the early days of the Film Co-op. His light shows were integral to the T.F. Much Ballroom and other concerts I attended. I’m finding bits in my film archives of him, so I’ve started this page.

J-L.Godard

Everything is cinema

“Truffaut’s ‘The 400 Blows’ was only the setup. ‘Breathless’ was the knockout blow. If ‘The 400 Blows’ was the February revolution, ‘Breathless’ was October.” Richard Brody.

Peter Webb MP

Calls these hills home

Another update from the Country Diary. About a visit to the property of the National Party member for Monaro in 2002. More osage, some tree-lucerne. Sheep. Bigger pictures. And those Brindabellas.

Osage oranges

and a few hawthorn berries

This is from 2002, and my Bungendore Country Diary about some ‘Osage Events’ that synchronised. You can either read the story then watch the pictures or just wing it and hit play. Think of this as a slide show. With music. And words.

The legacy of Margaret Fulton

...and your mother's cookbook

At the National Museum of Australia, the C.W.A had gathered their favourite Anzac biscuits and Margaret and a staff chef picked out an audience member to make a batch. ( Do you like yours chewy or crunchy?)

Fatal Light Awareness

We are rich and guilty magicians

“Up there in the night air among the high-rises, music dies as you fire up your fake sunrises: your light is the birds’ last darkness.” Margaret Atwood

A Bungendore country camera

Low resolution and a high resolve

Before I started my web Another Country Diary I made these few pages to show to friends when they asked what my life was like in a country town, while I worked in Canberra and Sydney.

Uncle Tungsten

A chemical childhood

I finished reading Oliver Sack’s story of his ‘chemical’ boyhood some time before I wrote this. My response to the book (as it was for my English mate Norman) was ‘Yes! I felt just like that as a boy’.

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