the ’sham

This is a “key episode” in the sham: in which I depart the neighbourhood for the day. Plenty of ruminations here about the nature of my experience due to having to be blindfolded the entire time.

Listen in here [26 min, 13mb mp3].

Read the original episode here.

This is the entry (posted one day before Easter 2006) in which I announce to the readership of the ’sham that I am considering breaking my self-imposed Petersham lockdown to visit my uncle Michael’s Darling Point house for Easter lunch. (The reason being that my dad was in town, and not in too great shape emotionally, and he’d especially asked me to come.)

Thus ensued, in the comments section, a debate on “fam versus sham” or “life versus art”, including comparisons with Joseph Beuys’ work “I love america and america loves me” (where, so the legend goes, he was blindfolded and refused to touch American soil).

Listen in here. [16min, 6mb, mp3]
…or you can hear the reading of this same episode as broadcast from Mystery Bay, down the NSW coast, where I have just travelled in a campervan. TRUE! Listen here. [8mb]

Original post is here.

…in which I seem to have gotten over my anxiety from yesterday (good grief) and catch up on events from the previous days. A visit from my mum, a visit from my dad, a Petersham pub crawl, a garage sale attended by a priest, a radio interview and a pilates class.

Listen to it here [8 min mp3, 4mb]

or read the original posting here.

Bec offered to drive me, if I’d look up the address. I went out to her car to grab the directory. Marie and Chris were across the way, still fixing up Barbara’s flat. They waved me over.

“Hey, where are YOU going?” Marie asked. “We-e-ell”… I began. How could I do this? They were onto me.

The only thing for it was to come clean. I explained my dilemma, the importance of spending the day with my Dad, the idea of the blindfold as a “legal loophole” in my own rules. They thought about it. Chris felt it could work. “It’s true, family comes first, you should definitely go. But you HAVE to keep on the blindfold the WHOLE time.” Marie was less sure: “If you ask me, leaving is leaving, no matter whether you cover your eyes or not.” They were still debating it between themselves as I sat in the passenger seat putting one of Bec’s silk scarves over my eyes. I waved to them blindly as we drove off.
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…he he you just KNEW this was gonna happen, didn’t you…?

I’ve been made an offer to LEAVE THE ‘SHAM (temporarily of course), and I don’t know what to do.

I’m putting this up here, at midday on Saturday, and anyone who happens to be online has a little under 24 hours to chime in with an opinion.
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Since I’ve shaken a little of my beginners anxiety, let’s recap the last few days. There’s no way I can cover everything, but some highlights at least…
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