Analogue photography from faraway and home by Cindy Ruch
It always takes some time to get used to yourself again. I had spent the last two months surrounded by other travellers, started similar small-talks every day with different people, and found out new things about far-away countries every other day. Now I was on my own, driving out of Melbourne, and I had forgotten…
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Half around the world, again; clouds move like camels across the Australian outback, and each time I look out of the window, the landscape has changed. Far: it could be the sea, only red and brown. Zoom: it could be the skin of a snake. It takes a long time to leave Australia, at least…
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[Brisbane] is not a city, I would want to say, that provokes contemplation, in which the mind moves out and loses itself in space. What it might provoke is drama and a kind of intellectual play, a delight in new and shifting views, and this because each new vista as it presents itself here is…
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Every day poems Kylie Johnson from Australia has devoted her words and pottery to poetry: she sneaks poems into everyday lifes on ceramic bowls, pencils and in books. I visited her in February in her paper boat press studio in Brisbane. In which order do you create, I ask Kylie Johnson who welcomes me with…
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“The world the girl had believed in did not, after all, exist. The world and the clan and Australia had been a myth of her mind, and she had been, all the time, an individual.” (based on Randolph Stow in The merry-go-around the sea) My exhibition “Australia is a myth of her mind” has just…
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dear Sydney, I have been waiting for you. Even before I arrived at your door, you were caught in my name. Everywhere in Australia I had to repeat my name because they always only understood yours. Cindy sounds like Sydney. Especially in Australia. My -ndy and your -ney lead to the same -e. I like…
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on the sunshine coast / waiting for the bus going back / at the start of last summer / at the start of a film roll. an der sunshine coast / auf den bus zurück wartend / am anfang vom letzten sommer / am anfang einer filmrolle.
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When you stay in Bondi Beach for three weeks it quickly feels like a little seaside town. You recognize same people in cafés, and when you walk away from Hall Street, it gets very quiet and neighbourly. In Bondi, I have found many favourites: a bookshop café, the beach and a lookout over the sea.…
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