digital stories

Sadly, I missed a heap of the things I’d have loved to go see for the Brizzy Bike Fest but – by all accounts it was amazing (okay, I ran into Erik’s wife at the pool and she said Erik said it seemed great at least). Big congrats to Josh for putting it on, and great work to everyone who participated. I have no idea why, but I never seemed to properly manage the Facebook “liking” which would have alerted me to the events. This was almost certainly user error.

In a bout of weather-based disloyalty, I went to the Metro Arts play Underground on Saturday night, which was astonishing and delightful. I’m so sorry Josh. But I had a Really Really Good Time at the Poker Cat. Promise. And one event is better than none.

What’s actually been taking some time is the digital storytelling course I’ve been on, most fun and most interesting and run with the nice folks at QUT.

So, because my brain is elsewhere (case in point, up at 4.30am not to ride but to make little cartoons… ) here’s a distracting digital story about Dan Angus from the lovely peeps at Biking Brisbane. Should keep you busy until next week when I’m back to blogging, right?

I do not so much empathise with the bike addict, but the bike addict’s partner.



By Eleanor Jackson

Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.

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