Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet,
performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal
about town, feminist, freewheeler, and
friend. One day, she is going to be an
ideas curator. Which basically
means, she will tell you
exactly what she thinks.
Until then, you’ll have
to read between
the lines.
stand fast, stand beside
I’ve been reflecting in the last day or so about what it means to stand beside someone, as an individual or as an artist.
I really do feel that context, introduction and curatorial engagement are integral to my experience of art/life/love. I cannot separate things from each other, I don’t believe in the absolutely distinct, the unique, the indomitable. Everything is interconnected, whether we like it or not.
I appreciate the random, I’m curious about chaos, I want to take chances, but I also feel that my every experience is grotesquely cumulative: that which is happening now is tinged by what has happened before, what is happening in tandem, what I hope to happen in the future. Experience is the lens through which I see and am seen.
he said it’s all in your head, I said so’s everything but he didn’t get it
Which I think is just a long way of saying, Doubting Thomas and I have our poetry film collaboration, “Just before you died”, featured this month in Wunce Magazine.
It sits in there beside the joy of Hiatus Kayote; the moments of light and dark with Elizabeth Hosking; the revival, not play of Alex Grant; the thinker toy tailor of Justin Boehme; and the deliberate, precise, exquisite painfulness of Chrystal Ding.
Do check it out. I think you might enjoy it.
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