Familial love. Moira. Fated with Darryl cameo.
"Want a cup of coffee?"
Houses. Houses.
Houses.
Live art performance memory photographickears following below by Lucy Parakhina

Pour Some Sugar On Me

In the Style of Def Leppard

Step inside

Walk this way

You and me babe

Hey, hey

Love me like a bomb

Baby come on get it on

Livin like a lover with a radar phone

Looking like a tramp

Like a video vamp

Demolition woman can I be your man?

Your man.

Razzlin

Dazzlin

Flash a little light

Televsion lover make me go all nightSometime

Anytime

Sugar me sweet

Little miss innocent sugar me

yeah

Give a little more

Shake the bottle

Break it up

Break the bubble

Break it up

Ooh in the name of love

Come on fire me up

Oh I can't get enough

I'm hot

Sticky sweet

From my head

To my feet yeah

Amanda

In the style of Boston

Babe

Tomorrow's so far away

There's something that I have to say

I don't think I can hide what I am feeling inside

Another day...knowing I love you...

And I...I'm getting too close again

I don't want to see it end

If I tell you tonight...will you turn out the light...

And walk away...knowing I love you...

You have been a great audience...thank you...and good night!!!...!!!...!...

I'm gonna take you by surprise
And make you realise Amanda
I'm gonna tell you right away
I can't wait another day Amanda
I'm gonna say it like a man
And make you understand Amanda
I love you
And I feel like today's the day
I'm looking for the words to say
Do you wanna be free?
Are you ready for me?
To feel this way
I don't wanna lose you
So, it may be too soon I know
The feeling takes so long to grow
If I tell you today
Will you turn me away?
I don't wanna lose you
You and I
i that we can't wait
And I swear it's not a lie girl
Tomorrow may be too late
You and I girl
We can share this life together
It is now or never
And tomorrow may be too late
Oh
And feeling the way I do
I don't wanna waste my whole life through
To say...
I'm in love with you
Representations and interpretations of Mount Druitt are imbued with the tensions between experience, memory, documentation and processes of sublimation.
www.vimeo.com/15763629
Houses. Houses.
Houses.
Houses...houses...HOUSES...
...AND...
...REALTIME REVIEWerrrRRRrrrghhhHHHhhhsssSSSsss!!!...!!!...!...
...READ WITHIN CONTEXT OF OTHERS ON LINK FOLLOWING BELOW AND DETERMINE WHETHER FIONA MCGREGOR IS IN FACT a) DILETTANTE...b) PHILISTINE...c) SYCOPHANT...d) A SLAVE TO NEPOTISM...OR...e) AUTHORITATIVE DUE TO HER COMMITMENT TO THE SUBTLE COMPLEXITIES OF HER PRACTICE OF WHICH THE NOVELTY OF TIME IS ITS SUBJECT AND RAW MATERIAL...IN OTHER WORDS...META-(live)ART...
I Luv Amanda Crowe, a work about teenagers in 80s suburbia—a strangely dominant trope in Australian performance—floundered through lack of content, courage and form. Surely adolescent desire connotes fear, tenderness, pathos, embarrassment, but all the embarrassment expressed by the performers seemed to be more about the work than its actual subject matter. Even the superlative Georgie Read couldn’t save it. The performance begs a question that came to mind frequently throughout the festival around the programming of works-in-progress.
http://www.realtimearts.net/article/issue101/10151