A Western Arrernte song poem about rain

Bedrizzled with rain he sits without a move; Among the rippling waters he sits without a move. Bedrizzled with rain, a reddish glow overspreads him; Among the rippling waters a reddish glow overspreads him. The sky is clouded with water-moss; The sky sends down scattered showers.

“fake”, “genuine” and “authentic Aboriginal art” all have their day out in Court

Maybe the last word on what “fake”, “authentic” and “genuine” all mean should be left to ADC’s Tony Athaniou. Athaniou told Yuko Narushima and Joel Gibson of The Age that: "The thing is there's various interpretations of authentic. Authentic to me means that it is hand-painted." "Ubanoo is not a real name, it's a pseudonym for the artist to paint that style.” “The fake or misleading advertising I’ve been doing is for an artist who doesn’t even exist.”

Hell road of the year – the Tanami Track

The Shire of Halls Creek is particularly impecunious; it has a very small rating base and few other revenue opportunities...it is responsible for a very large road network that it does not have adequate resources to maintain at an appropriate level...[t]he poor state of the Tanami Road is a serious impediment to providing services of all kinds.

Song poetry about birds from the Pilbara

I’m sitting here in the “Balgo Hilton” waiting for someone to come back from where I’ve just been. We most likely passed each other on the road sometime yesterday as I struggled up the 530 kilometres of the torture that is known as the Tanami Track from Yuendumu up here to Wirrimanu – formerly known [...]

By |2017-11-21T17:32:55+09:30September 8th, 2009|Animals, Birds, Birds and people, The Arts, Writing and writers|3 Comments
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