Presenting an Image of Thought in Flux
I remember lots of things about living in an Aboriginal community; hundreds of images, voices and feelings make a pastiche of such experience. If I focus on a single image I am always enchanted by the images that follow, these images released and thrown into movement by one moment of stationary thought. Memories slowing down, speeding away, through their difference and repetition. Most especially I remember first meeting the Ululla mob, but, oddly enough other memories must be described to get you there, and to convey a certain context, feeling, a certain freedom to what I am trying to say.
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