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Happy Valentine’s day invisiblepantomimes!

The Shaggs - You’re Something Special to Me
Beat Happening - Bewitched
The Replacements - I Will Dare
The Ramones - I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend
The Undertones - Teenage Kicks
The Ronettes - Be My Baby
David & Ruben - I Love Her So Much It Hurts Me
Johnson, Hawkins, Tatum & Durr - Your Love Keeps Drawing Me Closer
Esther Phillips - Your Love Is So Doggone Good
Sam Cooke - You Were Made For Me
Tom T. Hall - That’s How I Got to Memphis
Big Star - Thirteen
Tall Dwarfs - We Bleed Love
Arthur Russell - That’s Us / Wild Combination

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SLIP \ JACK CONDON \ ISOBEL PARKER PHILIP \ IRIT POLLAK \ DARYL PRONDOSO

AN EXHIBITION OF PHOTOGRAPHY AND SCULPTURE THAT PLAYS WITH THE EDGE AND COLLAPSES THE PERIPHERY

NOVEMBER 12TH-25TH 2010 \ GALLERY EIGHT \ 12 ARGYLE PLACE MILLERS POINT

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I ain’t no writer, but Matt Huynh asked me to submit something for his Chinatown Comics project. here’s my dumb story;

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I moved outta home with no money, which at the time never really dawned on me as a problem until I realised, fuck, I gotta eat. mi goreng was a staple, but usually we’d go to paddy’s markets each Sunday right before they closed with a pocket full of change and the marked down almost rotting veggies managed to feed us for a week. I could never handle that place. So many people packed together, rushing, grabbing, marketers shouting cheapa cheapa, one dollar banana and shit I couldn’t understand

I’d get outta there as quick as possible and calm myself by sitting out the front with a cigarette and watched people go past. There used to be this dog that sat out front, too. I never saw its owner but it wore some Oakleys and had a tin out in front of him. People would go past, pet him and give him some money. I always wondered who it belonged to, how it got there and why people thought this dog deserved some of their hard earned money just ‘cause it sat there with some sunglasses on. I used to drop in some money too and wondered what the dog would do with it.

Each week I’d do the same shit. rush in, out, sit and watch, until one week the dog wasn’t there, and he wasn’t there the next week or the week after that either. I began to worry and think of the worst. Was he ok? Did someone take him away? Did he get sick? please, goddamnit, I hope you’re okay.

I stopped going to the markets after I got a raise at work and started shopping at coles and almost forgot about that damn dog until I went back recently and saw him again. Same dog, same tin, but he’d saved enough money and upgraded from those Oakleys to Raybans. We were going places.