Wednesday, October 27, 2010

To exhaustion!

There are few more satisfying feelings in the world than that waterlogged, salty, muscle-aching, red-eyed, stoked exhaustion after a really, really, really fun surf. You know when you stay in the water until you are not even sure you can make it in and you decide that this is your wave in, and then that wave is SO much fun, that you just HAVE to go straight back out, and then halfway through the paddle you realise that your shoulders hate you, so this time it will DEFINITELY be your last wave, but then that wave is just so perfect! And then, when you finally get yourself to the beach, one of your dearest friends is standing on the sand begging you to go back out for a few more and suddenly you have so much energy all over again, but halfway through paddling back out you remember about the way your shoulders hate you and decide that this is definitely going to be your last wave in and then it's such a great wave and so you reckon you will just go for one more...

You know the kind of surf I'm talking about, right?

Well, I had forgotten just how wonderful that get-home-and-stand-in-the-kitchen-in-my-swimmers-gushing-to-mum-and-then-collapsing-into-the-shower-after-a-perfect-surf feeling is!! It's heaven.

And there was dinner waiting for my tired, happy body after that shower too, by the way.

Per-fec-tion.

(Thanks for a yummy dinner, mum!)

Friday, October 22, 2010

Some chicks marry chicks. Some dudes marry dudes. Get over it.

When I go to weddings in Australia, there is one part I always dread. It is the moment when the celebrant says something like 'I am legally obligated to read the following words under Australian law. Marriage in Australia is the legal union of a man and woman in matrimony' or something along those lines. I wait for it every time, and every time it strikes me and makes me feel quite sad.

'...between a man and a woman...'

I feel sad because those words mean that so many of my friends who are in committed, long term, loving relationships (or even passionate, short term ones!) are not allowed to be recognised as married within the confines of Australian law, nor are they entitled to all the kinds of status, rights and meanings that marriage both bestows and entails. In other words, their relationships aren't really recognised by Government. Well you know what? Fuck that!

A dear, dear friend of mine sent me this clip made by 'FCKH8' in the USA (a country that has similarly discriminatory laws) and I found it both wonderful and hilarious. In the end it is a ridiculous issue that is being treated here with understandable frustration (and fun).

But be warned: if you are prone to delicacy when it comes to the F-bomb, treat this with one care...

FCKH8.com Straight Talk About Gay Marriage from FCKH8.com on Vimeo.

To support them, you can go here to the FCKH8 website.

Some chicks marry chicks. Some dudes marry dudes. Get over it!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

'Strangers' - call for submissions for Kurungabaa

Strangers to ourselves, a stranger from another land, stranger than fiction, strange days, strange fruit…

Strangers enter our imagination, testing us and our own boundaries, understandings and comfort zones. Strangers teach us, frighten us, reveal new possibilities, worlds and experiences. They are mysterious, unknown, dark, animal, foreign, familiar and everything we wish we could be.

In the sea we are always and never strangers – our inability to survive in water, our lack of fins, gills and scales leaves us gasping for air, dehydrated and vulnerable. But in this strangeness, new relationships can be revealed.

Kurungabaa: a journal of literature, history and ideas from the sea, is calling for submissions for an upcoming issue, themed, ‘strangers’. Fiction, prose, poems, essays, art, photographs are all welcome. For further information, contact details and submission guidelines go to the journal’s blog, http://kurungabaa.net/.

Friday, October 15, 2010

I dream about wearing this dress

OK, so I know I have posted this song before, but seriously you NEED to watch this clip from beginning to end because Diana Ross is killing it!



I'd love to own and wear this dress, or some Olive-modified version anyway. I would fill it somewhat differently I fear, but I'd still give it a go! And I'd certainly throw similar moves and shapes - you know it.

Also, how off her head is she!

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

The surfer in blue

Earlier this year, I went up to the Noosa Festival of Surfing for a couple of days. Friends of mine were competing so I wanted to watch and support them and as an extra added bonus, the waves were amazing!! The days were spent surfing, chatting, sitting, eating, drinking and teasing each other mercilessly (some more than others). I learned a lot in those days - about comps, about boards, about surfing.

One day we were sitting on the rocks off First Point, watching the women's pro longboarding heats, checking out our friend's competition for the quarter final. I can't remember all the surfers in that heat, but what I do remember is at one point one of the women getting a nice wave and the announcer calling that wave and referencing the woman surfing as "the surfer in blue". As in,

And that was a great wave for the surfer in blue!

My very astute and observant friend (let's call him Mark) leaned across to me and explained,

So that 'surfer in blue' is the current women's world longboarding champion, Jen Smith. There is no way Harley would ever get called 'the surfer in blue' in any heat, semi or final. That's shit.

He was right. That surfer in blue was the then world champion, Jen Smith*. And he's also right that it was shit that the commentator had no idea who she was. We listened to hear what happened next. What happened next was a fair bit of silence over the mic and then a return to commentating with the name 'Jen Smith' flying from his lips. I have a feeling Mark wasn't the only one who was shocked by his lack of knowledge.













Mark was very astute in his observation that such a slight wouldn't have ever happened to Harley Ingleby. Or Mick Fanning for that matter. The women at Noosa were surfing the same number of heats, against an equally demanding set of competitors, but Jen Smith's World Champion status was lost in her less promoted public profile. Although longboarding magazines have much stronger and more consistent levels of female representation, there is still a crazy imbalance, which plays out and is highlighted in moments like this one. And which still surprises me.

Anyway, that 'surfer in blue', shreds. And she deserved more recognition than she received that day. And I was stoked that it was so quickly rectified!

*Cori Schumacher won her third world title in France in July.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Sunday

A rainy day, spent almost entirely in bed. No music, no television, very little talking - just me, clean sheets, the sound of rain outside the window, a little bit of family skyping, tea, toast and a book.

Heaven.

Friday, October 08, 2010

Relationships to food (a post dedicated to Jen)

Nigella Lawson. I mean, wow.

"...when I see a picture of someone who is really hugely fat I don't think 'How hideous'. I think how delicious it must have been to get there."**



**Massive apologies to my friend Helen who is going to hate this.

Thursday, October 07, 2010

Are you ok?

'Are you ok?' This is such a small question that can mean so much. For me, usually, the answer is 'Yes, thanks for asking!', but there have been times when being asked 'Are you ok?' has been the catalyst for tears, honesty and love. We're all so busy and often disconnected in our lives that it is increasingly important to take time out to think about the people around us, the people we care about and the people that care about us.

For more info, go to the 'R U OK?' website.