I play the ukulele now play me what is this why do I do this lawyer tells me next door man plays ukulele now and I hate ukulele what is it why paint now why write me what is going on should I do this should I do me what is what am what am I doing now what is this silly billy billy bunter now eat a pie throw me what is going on said pompous mouse in house that will do me they fight for best better mister turkey they gobble wobble said poetry I can’t stand me I won’t have me I don’t love me mister turkey sends me letters after was it me was it me yes yes yes it was you professor idiot to me I’m in a bad mood now why play why play now why do any any any why not what to do now I will eat and sleep only that is all I will do to me I will only live only just breathe on and in and out and be hoppy happy oh but I want more to me I have to do someping special n big and biggie and big and mark me I have to play banjo I have play radio I have to play now this man come he play drum he play knick knack on my tum thumb I say knick knack paddy whack give a dog a bone he said tick tack paddy wack I want to play to me I wanna talk to somebody I play ukulele so I get to talk to somebody I play because I want me I play because I want to live on and on now just to spite me just to spite mister turkey just to be arty farty just to play now just to be jokey just to be ornery battery just for the hell of me just to be just because I want me just because I love me just because I want to now I want to play ukulele I want to write now I want to art now I want to paint me yes this is portrait self portrait to me this is it now no more rehearsing or nursing no more rehearsing or nursing a part we know all our parts by heart bugs bunny I play ukulele I paint I draw me I write now just for the hell of me just because I like me bacuse I love me bacause I feel like me now because this is all there is now all there is now only this only this only this only only you only only me only this all there is
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Ukulele Ekphrasis: Prudence Flint and Ania Walicz
By Prudence Flint and Ania Walwicz | 20 September 2012
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Prudence Flint graduated with her Bachelor of Arts in painting at Victoria College of the Arts (1989) before completing her Master of Fine Art by research at Monash University (2008). In 2004 she won the Doug Moran National Portrait Prize with her painting A Fine Romance#9 and in 2009 the Portia Geach Memorial Award with her painting Scrambled Egg. She has been a finalist in numerous drawing and painting prize shows including; Arthur Guy Memorial Painting Prize, Archibald Portrait Prize, R & M McGivern Prize, Geelong Contemporary Art Prize, National Works on Paper, Paul Guest Prize, and Darebin-La Trobe Acquisitive Art Prize. Her work is held in the collections of City of Port Phillip, Artbank, BHP Billiton and private collections in Australia. Flint is represented by Nellie Castan Gallery in Melbourne, Chapman Gallery in Canberra, and Bett Gallery in Hobart. She is to have her eleventh solo show at Nellie Castan Gallery in October 2012.
http://www.prudenceflint.com
http://www.prudenceflint.com
Ania Walwicz is an Australian poet and play-wright, born in Swidnica, Poland, she emigrated to Australia in 1963 and was educated at Melbourne's Victorian College of Arts and the University. She has been a writer-in-residence at Australian universities and is well-known for performances of her work. She is widely admired for her highly experimental poetry, which rejects the conventional structures of free-verse in favour of the prose-poem form, but creates energetic rhythms through patterns of grammatical and tonal recurrence. Walwicz's principal collections include Writing (1982), re-issued as Travel/Writing in 1989, Boat (1989), and Red Roses (1992). Her theatrical pieces include Girlboytalk (1986), Dissecting Mice (1989), Elegant (1990), Elegant (2013), Palace of Culture (2014) and Horse (2018).
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- Andy Jackson Reviews Solid Air: Australian and New Zealand Spoken Word
- Body of Sound
- ‘Eat’ from Horse
- ‘Language can multiply itself and form secret and unusual patterns’: Andrew Pascoe Interviews Ania Walwicz
- Horse Preamble
- Horse
- Review Short: Ania Walwicz’s The Palace of Culture
- Radio Laneways and the Melbourne Sound
- All Writing Is Pigshit
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