Sarah Louise Ricketts | Writer
Sarah Louise Ricketts
Phone: +61 410 107 529
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25.01.2022 New work, wet-felted, hollow form, 50 cm long. The first of a grouping of three, related yet not duplicated forms, linked together by light.
23.01.2022 Last day of being in Melbourne for a while. Leave tonight for a month of writing in Venice at the Scuola Internazionale di Grafica with Deanna Hitti. Biennale, films, water, food and Venice! What's not to like? Meanwhile, a touch of Melbourne, lunch at Arcadia on Gertrude Street. Yum.
23.01.2022 I don't post on this page much anymore because I have been working on my novel and short stories for the past few years. Now, in the second lockdown period for Melbourne, I have decided to write a poem a day for #Lockdown2. Here is the poem for Day 2. Rhythm My knitting dances with colour.... Rows of hearty warmth interplay with rows that chill my eye. Thrilled and silenced, I am held in their sway. SLR July 10, 2020
21.01.2022 "The Spirituality of Trees II: Let's have fun in the forest" with Merrilyn Shepherd - https://mailchi.mp/66f95d7fd71d/m3d5bu6qwv-3360797
19.01.2022 September 8, from 1:30, $5-10 donation if possible, please - "Exploring Contemplative Practice with Art & Movement" with Jenny & Peter Batten - https://mailchi.mp/85657b0c4b6f/m3d5bu6qwv-3335409
19.01.2022 Portrait, 2017 - work in progress. The form is lit with an LED lighting strip. The video shows the transition through 15 colours. This is the first form of 3, which will form the whole piece, with lights running through them. Height about 500 mm, eventual length just under a metre, depth under 300 mm. Hand-made felt.
15.01.2022 For years, I've received a daily poetry email called Panhala, the project of a man named Joe Riley. I don't know Joe, but I'm grateful to him for sending out po...ems that remind me of what's important. On Monday, following the horrific May 18 murders of 10 students and teachers in Santa Fe, TXthe 22nd school shooting of 2018I opened Panhala to find this note from Joe Riley: "I just can't do it today, post a poem yet again about the slaughter of children and adults that died trying to protect them. We live in a sick society, with millions of Americans obsessed with guns. "When we talk about problems in society, it's common to compare our society to Rome and its decline. We are not Rome. We are Carthage. "Like Carthage, we too practice child sacrifice in the name of some perverted interpretation of how we should live. The Romans considered child sacrifice an abomination. We are not Rome. "The struggle against this insanity will continue. It must. The lives of our children are at stake." When Edna St. Vincent Millay wrote "Dirge Without Music," she didn't have school shootings in mind. But her conclusion must be OUR conclusion about the needless death going on these days. Despite the numbing that comes with repetition, we must say, "I am not resigned," then act.
15.01.2022 Soft sculpture installation at Melbourne East Arts Festival, Holy Trinity Anglican Church, August 26-28, 2016
12.01.2022 "The Spirituality of Trees I: The forest as community" with Sarah Louise Ricketts - https://mailchi.mp/6beb87234249/m3d5bu6qwv-3347249
10.01.2022 Eat like a Refugee - the Ration Challenge, June 17 to 24, 2018 - https://mailchi.mp//help-me-eat-like-a-refugee-the-ration-
06.01.2022 A poem a day for #Lockdown2. Here is the poem for Day 3, posted the next day. 4 O'Çlock Each afternoon since the twenty-sixth of May... I photograph my garden wall at 4 pm. An alarm reminds me and plays "A Forest". There isn't one; only a Hardenbergia and a palm. It is a daily discipline, a scientific investigation into the light in winter, the shifting seasons, maybe an art thing. I am gathering moments to honour for when I don't live here anymore. SLR, July 11, 2020.
