18 January, 2026 05:31

Night mode, converting frst hints of light.just now to its own creation.

Embarrassed For The Matildas

I’m driving through old parliament house region and see the Matildas prompted on the National Portrait Gallery and drive around for ten minutes getting a park. I walk 400m and enter.

The paintings are in the dark.

I ask for directions to the Matildas exhibition because there are no signs inside.

I’m told at length how brilliant it is. Especially that it’s a video because they’re athletes and move around. Fuck me.

I walk past dark unviewable paintings and finally find the dark room. I walk out under ten seconds later.

To stupidly overcooked mystical music supposed to express rarification but screams WANK I watch Ellie Carpenter doing up her shoelaces in slow motion.

The fucking arseholes who made the video communicated nothing of Matilda. The arseholes used Matildas.

For a massive wank.

I couldn’t get out of the place quickly enough. 11.30AM.

Red Hill & Young Rugby

4.50 PM

Back at Brooks well over an hour, probably slept. Cold wind very overcast. Confused and uncertain. Have to go back to the coast tomorrow for mechanic appointment about which he’s not confident. I don’t like it at all.

Today went to Campbell and saw this oval I played on as a very young boy. Sideways.