Notes from Laughing Waters #1
by Alex from Maybe ( ) Together
We’ve had fires.
And drunk wine.
Cooked well. Eaten well.
Bought things at the local rooftop markets.
We’ve sat on the rocks.
And been silent.
Been swimming (Alex:2, Kathy:1)
Listened to water.
Heard it on the river.
And the roof.
Felt it on our feet.
Our bodies, eyelashes & gumboots.
We’ve been researching natural glue.
How to be, make but not harm.
We’ve nattered to fisherman.
And cleaned up their beer cans and cigarette butts the next day.
Heads shaking and muttering.
We’ve tried to stay here as much as we can.
But things keep calling us.
And people keep telling me, it’s “only 40min.”
But it’s a world away.
Its hearing only the trees and water and birds.
Of not seeing as I look out the window anything made by a human.
It’s shameful to be part of the human race.
I want to put sometimes after that statement.
But I don’t think I can.
Water can be beautiful.
Deep, impulsive, reckless, dangerous.
Hard or soft.
Open, vast, closed.
Fast or slow.
Water is in us. And, well, most things breathing and living.
We are but aren’t like it.
The damage it hurls is temporary.
A reaction to weather, a shifting plate, the moon.
Yet we are affected by us.
Human to human.
Action to action.
Dear water, you need to stop us.
Kathy Holowko and I are in residency at Laughing Waters, Eltham, a residency run by Nillumbik Council.