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My Father’s Wars – a crazy night…

My Father’s Wars – a crazy night…

We had an extraordinary night on Friday past – the public showing of My Father’s Wars – the theatre production. An audience of students, teachers, stakeholders and friends.  The final stage of a journey through different mediums, different conceptions, responding to different audiences and levels of access. And creating different…

“History becomes, to put it simply, more democratic…” – a writer’s perspective

“History becomes, to put it simply, more democratic…” – a writer’s perspective

My Father’s War is based on a mixture of my personal memories of Dad and the personal stories and reports of young men who slogged through the mud and blood of Flanders.  So, I have been thinking about the value of first-hand accounts.  Given the vagaries, limits and intentional leanings…

Reid Thorpe Files – Update 14 January 2021

Reid Thorpe Files – Update 14 January 2021

This is very much a personal reflection by Elaine on this process. The road to this podcast has been exhilarating, exasperating, depressing, funny, and disturbing. And exhausting.  I have re-learned to navigate space in my house – stepping over cable and around the corners of side tables set up as…

from our Correspondent in the South #3 – though she’s in the West, now…

from our Correspondent in the South #3 – though she’s in the West, now…

on collaboration, on separation, on the way they work… Lifeus Interruptus – Jennifer Vuletic https://www.facebook.com/assemblyofelephants/videos/2922643741299730 The thing that happens to everyone. But more so than ever in the COVID-19 Epoque.  So here I am in hotel isolation – splendid isolation –? With hotel issue sheets and towels and soap and…

from our correspondent in the South – missives from Melbourne #2 Jennifer Vuletic on writing

from our correspondent in the South – missives from Melbourne #2 Jennifer Vuletic on writing

….a melancholy mood in the latter part of the day. It was a cold morning – bright, but not encouraging me to spring from my bed. And besides, I was luxuriating in the freedom stretching before me, after a long, intense, physically and spiritually demanding day at work. In gaol.…