March 24, 2015 · 10:53 pm
This blog was born ten years ago today.
After seven years of very consistent upkeep, in which time it documented and shaped innumerable adventures and ups and downs, in early 2012 it began to fall dormant.
There were several factors at play in this, not least that I just had too much else going on at the time to keep it properly updated. But between one thing and another, it seemed to be dying.
Given its longevity and the significance of the the role it had played in my life, just leaving it to wither away from neglect seemed unacceptable though.
Accordingly I vowed to update it retrospectively at least up until the end of 2012, aka the long-anticipated supposed end of the world.
2012 wasn’t the end of the world as it turned out. (Who knew.) But it was huge, and quite apart from a commitment to the blog as a project, I felt like I needed to do this – to sort through and assimilate all of the media I’d generated that year and make it into posts – as a means of catharsis. Operation Kill The Blog / Get Over 2012.
It’s been very difficult, and taken an extremely long time. But having now at long, long last completed that epically and increasingly all-consumingly procrastinated task, I hereby declare TF to be Done.
You’ve been hugely important to me throughout an extraordinary ten-year cycle, which now seems to be over.
I can’t even begin to find the words right now. And I’m not sure what comes next.
But I expect we’ll find out.
November 7, 2012 · 12:38 pm
Apart from notes, no media exists from the first week of November except – randomly enough – this photo of a balloon inscribed by Yohan at Varun’s birthday dinner thing at Yong Green Food on Brunswick St on Wednesday the 7th:
October 20, 2012 · 11:43 pm
Friday 19th + Saturday 20th October.
Filed under Art, Benevolence, Bittersweetness, Dancing, Delirium, Drunkenness, Friends Of The Zoo, Life, People, Photos, Whack
October 9, 2012 · 8:59 pm
Sunday, 7th October.
UPDATE (11th Sept 2015): I found some audio, captured at twelve minutes past midnight:
September 19, 2012 · 11:18 pm
Saturday 15th – Sunday 16th September.
It was more chaotic than usual – and, for me, marred by some sadness due to the absence of Certain Individuals (but what else is new I guess, lol/sigh).
In any case and all the same, the required standard was met. Which is to say: went off.
Thanks everyone 🙂
Pasteup of assorted party-relevant FB posts (heh); FB photo album.
(Previously; previously; previously; previously.)
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September 14, 2012 · 12:06 am
August 20, 2012 · 11:11 pm
For the first time in its seven-year history, Teh Fields has fallen seriously dormant.
At time of writing, I haven’t posted here in nearly six months.
This certainly hasn’t occurred due to an absence of stuff to blog about. Indeed the exact opposite.
I feel very torn about whether TF still has legs these days. But it’s been so important to me in the past – and for such a long time – that it’s extremely hard to just give up and declare it dead. And pretty much impossible to abandon it to a slow lingering death of neglect, rather than putting some kind of at least semi-decisive fullstop on it.
Anyway. How am I? Okay. Feeling slightly weary and wartorn between one thing and another, and very ready for winter to be over. But it nearly is. \o/!
I plan to spend the time between now and my birthday on September 14th hibernating regeneratively and getting my house in order – which includes undertaking the epic, long-procrastinated and hopefully cathartic task of updating TF retrospectively with documentation of some of my zany 2012 adventures.
Depending on the extent to which this latter task seems rewarding and worthwhile or more like taking a reluctant zombie for a walk, we’ll see what happens.
June 30, 2012 · 11:48 pm
I was still recovering from Thursday. But it seemed really nice.
September 30, 2011 · 1:48 pm
Saturday, 24th September.
An epic time was, needless to say, had.
The Patrick Porter award for the best present and best guest overall goes to Kirrily. The prize for the most perverse guests goes to the Keith! Party crew – comprising on this occasion Talkshow Boy, 2-SHEE, Hot God, Gezus and entourage including Ms C. C*ulter (alias unknown) – who turned up unfashionably early, immediately occupied what would normally be the dancing room and systematically set about turning it into a chillout room. WTF. (NB: And it was *great*.)
Prize for the most long-lost-but-pleasingly-now-seemingly-regained former CH party regular goes to Vicwie. Prize for the best guest who wasn’t able to attend physically but who came in essence goes, as always, to Wads. Prize for the best autographed copy of Kafka’s “Metamorphosis” and best Tasweigan mafia attaché goes to Doktor Midnight aka The Dan Cross Revolution. Prize for the best drug by almost universal consensus goes to nitrous oxide.
Prize for the most gobsmacking act of delusionality – not to mention the most concerted but nevertheless pathetically unsuccessful attempt to ruin a birthday party of mine in the history of the world – goes to the profoundly
fucked in the head disappointing Ms G. Rouse. Prize for the most departing housemate of three years goes to Grim$ha.
Prize for the most heroically tenacious still-recovering-from-her-own-birthday-shenanigan-the-previous-night attendee and all-round best MC-Ren-would-you-please-give-your-testimony-to-the-jury-about-this-fucked-up-incident regaliousness goes to Toots.
Special award for the mouthiest ho goes, as it generally does, to Kat (see audio, below).
Extra special thanks to, y’know, everyone. Seriously.
(Previously; previously; previously.)
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September 14, 2011 · 7:53 am
February 12, 2011 · 3:46 pm
At my friend Dan Cross‘s house.
We’ve known and lived around the corner from each other for about three years, but it’s only this year that we’ve started hanging out regularly for whatever reason. It’s been good.
I’ve been living la vida recluse of late and ergo felt severely awkward and freakish initially. But the night came extremely good in the end and did excellent things for my faith in people and awesomeness, etc.
Here’s a photo I took at around 1:30am, the point at which I started to feel the full force of the awesome and was compelled to document it:
It was also at around this time that former operative Deadsoybean sent me some audio, which means that – as per a bargain we struck on January 30th – I can now send her the handmade thing she is owed under the terms of a F$&book status meme I posted a month or so ago.
(The preceding post was a picture of the first handmade thing, which was for Master Luke Hand. The next one will go to Jonathan Carfax. The one after that to the legendary Twyllan Mynodal, and the last to the artist formerly known as MC Gezus.)
Here’s some audio I recorded for Carfax (starring the aforementioned Dan Cross) on the night of January 23rd, when I made Soybean’s thing:
I like this audio a lot. I’ve listened to it over and over in late night goon stupours and it’s made me happy. I don’t know why. (If anyone wants me to bleep out their name, they can freakin complain.)
What else? I’m in a quandry about whether to go back to school in March or defer again. I kind of liked the idea of graduating in December 2012, just in time for the Mayan apocalypse/whatever. But when the world ends/whatever it won’t really matter whether I have a whole diploma of visual art or just half of one. And that I’m so not sure suggests to me that I should save it for when I’m feeling less not-sure.
I could do it part time but that seems half-assed, and I don’t really do half-assed.
So hungover rn omg. I’m going back to bed.
December 31, 2010 · 6:13 pm
My 2010 started on a high. Life was good and all the stars were aligned, etc. Unfortunately the wheels started to come off in the second quarter and the second half was an increasingly shitful and regressive abortion.
So it goes. We’ll do this as many times as we have to.
Amongst other things (hosting some fairly awesome dinner parties, etc) I:
- Went to Thailand;
- Started studying art in fulfilment of longterm ambitions (alongside baby sis);
- Went part time halfway through first semester (see also baby sis);
- Reconciled with a former close associate after a long estrangement, which made me very happy;
- Got very suddenly & unexpectedly shitcanned by a then-close associate three weeks later, with the inverse effect;
- Deferred school and everything else and moped around reclusively for months doing increasingly little except thinking about everything, with increasingly hilarious consequences;
34 24 2.0;
- Slapped myself around some for having fucked up so badly, thereby fucking things up more;
- Got a job and started to apply the breaks.
I’m not going to thank specific people Oscar-stylez like I have the last two years.
People who’ve been awesome: thanks. People in general: also that other thing. Seriously.
Life is improving. I think we’ll be doing just fine if we relax a little.
Happy new year.
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January 10, 2010 · 5:07 pm
([*] Trope courtesy of D. Soybean.)
So, my 2010 has pretty much rocked so far. How’s ’bout yours!!!?
I think my epic backlog-killing spree (mostly effected down the NSW coast, where I spent an actually not at all unpleasant festive perenium with Toots and the parentals) exhausted me a bit, blogwise. Maybe that will change; maybe not. We’ll find out!!!
Yeah, my parents have been in the country, which doesn’t happen very often. They went home yesterday, after five days here in teh Melbourne. Ergo, amongst other things, I’ve lately been eating out a lot and experiencing a generally higher material standard of living than that to which I’m accustomed. It’s all been very nice!!!
I set a prospective date today for DP III, which is Friday, February 12th – although I haven’t told the prospective invitees directly yet, coz I’m still figuring out exactly who they are!!!
The audio from both DP I and the SRC Xmas Post-Party is being held back pending the resolution of some content (in the former case) and clearance (in the latter) issues, but I’ll post an update when it’s finally up!!!
What else? Oh, yeah – I’m going to Thailand for ten days in two weeks!!!
To this end, I was vaccinated against Swine Flu (amongst other things) the other day and consequently, I think, came down with a very minor case of Swine Flu. But I recovered!!!
And I think that’s pretty much all for now!!!
Here, randomly, is a picture of A, DA, G and myself at Prudence last night, playing the Trivial Pursuit Toots gave me for Christmas:
December 31, 2009 · 5:17 pm
This year was all about recovery. It started out in the absolute pits of hell, slowly got better, and – a few ickle problems here and there aside, but whatcha gonna do – ended all up in unmitigated gnarley.
As per last year I feel more like talking about people than doings or accomplishments. Specifically, and without wanting to get too gushy, all the people who’ve helped me in all their various ways to remember what the whole circus is about. Really forgot for a while there. Fucken’ sucked.
So couldn’t have done it without yiz.
- Mum, Dad & Jess.
- Despite – and partly because of – some serious difficulties, Liv (and co).
- On an obscure tip: Martha, Dolly, Magnus, Tim, my secret admirer, and the other Barn*by Ev*ns on Facebook.
- Nada A.
- Nada Z (nb not technically a person, but we’ll let it slide).
- Em & co.
- Kav. Georgie. Twyllan. Kinkel. Vicwie. Sims. Brendan. Zanella. The Major. Freedman. 2003 & co. And all the countless other people at/from my thankfully now-former work who are fucking awesome. But most especially them.
- Relatedly: motorscooting Keith! Party and associates – most especially Bourkie, and Carol. We don’t really know Trajstman yet – but you may rest assured we intend to.
- Mr Ad*m F*rd (not the poet), and Mr D. Allan.
- Gab, obvs, and associates not previously mentioned, especially Pets & Dech (+ Scott, Ewan, Chirsp etc etc etc).
- And last, but the exact opposite of least: Ms M. F. “prog081” Evans and associates, esp. Kat, Hayley, Fran & co, Ange & Chloe.
The admittedly sometimes finite limitations of my resources notwithstanding, these people can – at any time, and to whatever extent they may deem necessary and/or desirable – stand the fuck under my umbrella.
I’d also like to extend a really colossal, biblical-epic-stylez “fuck you” to one or two other individuals whose selfish, infantile cuntishness and astonishing lack of Vision ™, conversely, reeeallly hasn’t helped. Anyone. But I won’t. It won’t help. We can only have faith that in time they will grow the hearts, brains, spines and souls they surprisingly appear to lack.
Having A Soul: It’s Good.
Happy new year.
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