I really have some great readers out there. There are some of you who have followed this slow moving, often boring blog of mine for quite a long time, cheering me along with your kind and thoughtful comments, taking the time to commiserate when I'm feeling glum, basically just giving two hoots about me. You guys are the best.
So I sounded pretty miserable for a while there. But really, I am quite ok.
I decided this year that I was going to try to get a little more 'honest' with this blog and try to use it as a sort of a journal. But I certainly didn't mean for it to turn into a series of 'woe is me' entries like my high school diaries were.
Oh the trauma, the pain, the incomprehension of being a teenager. I held on to those diaries for years and last year do you know what I did? I threw them out.
They were disgusting, whining, pitiful things. No one understands me, no one loves me, why don't people like me? why don't I have a boyfriend? I can't stand this life, I'm going to run away and join the cast of Home and Away (yeah, I was serious) etc etc
Eurgh...so boring and so miserable and not really an accurate reflection of how my life was.
But, that is not going to happen on this blog. No.
I've got good things in my life. Things like sippets and a girl who loves school, good news from far away friends and a really beautiful family.
And I've got a Brisbane that does its best to make things work for me.
The weekend before Tilly started school I took Tilly and Feath to a big festival they were having at the Gallery of Modern Art (GoMa). There were heaps of interactive activities with the artists there to help out. Most of them were especially for kids and we had a great time getting involved. One of them was a little interview with a musician who had a conversation with each participating child about something they wanted to say to someone, but had never done it. The four musicians involved then went away for an hour an a half and composed a song that told all the little stories.
There was a big stage set up amongst the exhibits and at the arranged time everyone assembled to listen to the music.
It was fantastic! The musicians were very talented and everyone's story got included. Some were cute about telling the family dog how much he was loved, and some were a little more profound like wondering why another little kid ignored them. It was all done in a very sweet and entertaining way and left everyone in the audience grinning.
When we had participated in just about everything there was on offer, we wandered over to the State Library where they had been running a circus theme for the month of January. We arrived just as they pulled out some brilliant circus costumes for kids to try on and perform in a circus parade.
There were strong man costumes, lion tamers, a ringmaster and many more. All beautifully made and with a consistent red colour theme, they looked really impressive when all the kid lined up.
Tilly was a slack rope walker, and Feath a stunt clown. I hadn't taken the camera so only came away with a grainy image of the two of them waiting for the parade to start.
It was such a fun day for both them and me, and what's more it was all free!
We even parked under the Art Gallery and had to walk through to get to the festivities and Tilly and I gawked at the Grace Cossington Smith, Arthur Boyd, Arthur Streeton, William Dobell and Margaret Preston beauties that were on display.
See, Brisbane really is good to me.
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