The heat in Adelaide town...

...is turning my house into a place where a sound, studious mind cannot dwell. The kilowatts and black baloons of air conditioned respite temper only so much. I open a teapot to transfuse some sound into it, it coughs hot air up into my face. I place it back on the mantle piece to stew, something palatable has come on the television.

O great Sun King, give this weather to Perth! They have it too easy, what with ocean breezes from the seas of the sub-continent.

[29.3.07] Back to Lucier and teapots

In the past couple of weeks I have re-acitivated my status as a post-graduate student at Adelaide University. Though I had considered my life as a student to be officially over after last year's debacle, a handful of people managed to coerce me back into the fold. The research on Alvin Lucier re-commences!, complete with rocks, teapots, stairwells and the University's resources at my disposal. The provisa is of course I am undertaking my study as a part-timer and I won't complete my degree until around December 2008. This means plenty of research centric posts over the next 18 months. Hooray for you dear reader!