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Creating Then Curating, Getting It As Good As I Can!

When I decided to make something of what I was doing with the various rusty, or metal anyway, bits and pieces of ‘stuff’ I picked up as I was going for walks, I had no thought of it being anything much at all.

The image above is a small section of what is now the “Redbanks RUST & FOUND Art Installation”, which is what those random bits and pieces, displayed on the front fence have become.

What began as some beer bottle caps and some wheel hubs/covers, has become bigger and better as the months go on, having now been going for around a year now.

It began on the front gate, and a small section of the front fence, but now takes in all of the front fence, which is over 75 metres!

There are over 700 individual pieces of Rusty and/or Found objects, some small, some, as can be seen in the image, much larger than those beer bottle caps. Signs, wire, and a variety of preloved items fallen from trucks, utes, and who knows where else …

All found, examined, thought about, and put on display, showing the variety of ways metal is used in our society, whether alone, or combined with a variety of other man-made substances. Rubber, plastic, and who knows what else.

That sign for instance, surely it once did an excellent job at keeping the traffic under control, when the workers were working, so why was it seemingly dumped off to the side of the road, where it was soon covered in dust and dirt from the passing traffic, only to eventually be found by me, and brought to my home, to finally be useful again, in a quite different way.

No longer a sign to direct traffic, but now an item in this Art Installation, to direct thoughts and ideas, then becoming something quite different to what had first been thought it may ever be.

I’m directing the thoughts traffic, helping others to think about these things too, as happening when I hosted an Ekphrastic Creative Writing event, where attendees viewed the Art Installation, then we all retired to a a place nearby (In country terms), the Mallala Cafe, just 6 or so kilometres to the north, where some fine coffee and food was consumed, and fine words written.

These words once submitted will be considered for inclusion in chap book, which will then be made available to those submitting their words, and also for purchase by others.

I intend writing a book about this project too, considering the range of thoughts and ideas that lead to this project almost taking over my life, in a good way, and also giving people the chance to have their words published.

There’s history, social sciences, actual science too, and environmental issues considerd, as well as my own thoughts concerned with the curating procews, one quite new to me. I’m a writer and poet, not an Art Installation Curator. But no, I am infact one of those – untutored, but learning by doing it, and doing it quite well, I feel, as others too feel.

And it all started bt picking up bits and pieces when walking our dog Lenny! From such an ordinary thing, something much more interesting has come into being!

The image below shows a small part of our fence. A solid iron gate, with wire and bard wire, with star droppers, with that ever increasing number of items on display. I have a small cadre of folk who have been inspired, or at least are interested, in this project and have donated items they too have found, whether when out walking, or ‘found’ in their front or backyards, as some of the items on display also been found, then put on display.

Our property was once part of a farm, and I suspect some of the various bits and pieces I’ve found around our place likely were once attached to farming equipment, whether horse-powered or pulled by a truck. Nails, random bits of wire, nuts and bolts, and so many other things, some I have know idea the use for, other bits more recognisable.

I’m having so much fun with this project, and I suspect others involved are enjoying it too! And the fact of its importance been recognised by the Adelaide Plains Mayor was a boost to my thoughts about it how relevant this Art Installation is to current days, in looking bavk at former times.

The Mayor actually opened the Redbanks RUST & FOUND Art Installation back in May last year, when he spoke entertainingly about rabbits, and donated a lovely rusty old rabbit trap which is now on display as part of the Art Installation!

Fun times, with family, friends, and important people. I love it!

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Community Means So Much!

Words, they’re our tools, aren’t they, for us writers? We wield them, wave, them, weave with them, making our message, our thoughts and ideas come forward in a way others can read, hear, understand, and if needed, action.

I am a writer, and poet, I write fiction and non fiction, some of my words are published, some not, or not yet. The words I write, or put together, from others, that give me the most satisfaction though, are the words inside a newsletter, the Mallala Crossroad Chronicle. I’ve been the sole editor of this for over ten years, spreading the news of Mallala around the town, and beyond.

Mallala is the closest town to where I live, only 6 km away, and I am glad to be doing this appreciated task for everyone. The Chronicle is also a fund-raiser for my writing group, and helps to pay the prizes for the winners of our national poetry competition. I’m also pleased that I am able to give writers I know, the opportunity to write articles for the Chronicle each month. Sharing in this way makes it easier for me, and better for them!

They don’t get paid for their articles, but they have the knowledge that the words they write, will be read by a willing audience. And isn’t that why we right? To have our words read? Getting those thoughts out of our heads and onto the page or screen that’s important too, but writers who don’t wish to have an audience for what they write are in the minority, I feel. Some writing can be written as ‘narrative therapy’ at first, but even if we never intended those particular words to ever be read by someone else, they so often have our strongest, and most compelling words.

This narrative therapy writing can help a writer to connect with a new community, a community of people who know the truth of what you were writing about, because they are suffering in the same ways you are. True connections made, and friendships can happen too, because sharing personal truth with another person, isn’t that what the best friendships have, deep down. They might wander off to coffee and cakes, but at the beginning are those true stories you’ve shared wither each other …

Coffee and churros, I was there with a true friend …

And now, speaking of true stories, takes me to the other reason I am writing this blog post. At the moment, in late April 2020, the world is largely in lock down, and working from home, unless their work is considered to be ‘essential’. Covid-19 is a virus that is more deadly than the flu, and has killed many people around the world. I had the idea that this was an important time, and the things, and ideas written at this time, would become historically important.

And so began “Plague Invasion – Creative Writing Responses To Covid-19”. I began asking for writers and poets to submit their words about this, on this blog with this post, and things have gone on from there. I was just reading through my blog posts, looking for that one that I just put the link up too, and it was interesting reading them all. I was hovering on the edge of pausing my other writing project, not really wanting to get stuck properly into it, and then, Bang, the anthology took over.

That’s how it feels. This Plague Invasion anthology idea has taken over my life. Normal things are no longer possible, not in this lock down phase, but I can call for submission of creative writing relating to Covid-19, for sure. It seems to have stepped up as the most important thing I can do write now. Writers are those who have a need to write, and editors are the people who work to help writers to get their words ‘out there’.

So if you’re a writer, with things you want, or need to share with others, please consider the Anthology I’m working on. It will become a book. I have a strong passion to make that happen, I have enough money to make it happen, it will happen. I hope you want to help, and will send in your poetry or prose concerning Covid-19, and we can make the book happen together.

I don’t know how long it will take to have this anthology put together and printed. I’ve written on this blog that I will go on accepting work until the end of July this year. So that will mean it won’t be ready to be published, and have copies of the book available until closer to the end of this year … Will the Covid-19 thing all be over and forgotten about by then? I don’t think so. I think it will still be very much with us. And books such as this one I will produce will be there, to remind us about this time, so the truth of it is never lost, hidden by the ‘official’ story.

write it down, get it out!

So write your own true Covid-19 words, and know you are helping to record history, for yourself, for your community, and for us all.