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The bits
of stuff that fall in the cracks between Life, Music and outrageous
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James
and sonic screwdriver.. |
The
Shepparton PC Doctor to the rescue - again..
22.5.11 - My music PC has been
playing up for some time, so the last time James (pic)
was down from Shepparton I asked his professional opinion -
and I was gently informed that I needed a new computer. Given
our lean start to the year, this was the last thing I needed
to hear and my first instinct was to try and put off the inevitable.
Another week or so of the old PC's incessant jamming and interruptions
and I was e-mailing for immediate attention and last Friday
James arrived with the new custom-built machine in hand.
A few hours later it was up and running and today I found some
time to have a little fiddle. Luxury - and it's got to have
some tweaking yet. Now to get down to the serious business of
finishing off the various projects that are in the pipeline..
23.5.11 - Yesterday my program crashed - then the sound
went, at first intermittently, then altogether. I contacted
Dr James and today he hacked into my PC and rectified the problem,
all from his home in Shepparton. That's modern! |
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Carol
and Martin Forrer wonder how much more driving.. |
A
Forrrer day on the road..
20.5.11 - I don't get to see the the Forrers
too often these days, but it's better than it used to be. For
those unacquainted with my early music history, back in 1964-66,
Martin Forrer was the original bass player for The Chants, and
although there've been a couple of re-unions in 2007 and 2010,
there's forty-odd Forrer-less years for a start. Anyway, yesterday
I picked Martin and Carol up from Carol's nephew's place in
Carlton and introduced them to the delights of Camberwell Junction
before going on a ramble through the Dandenongs, stopping off
briefly here in Mt Waverley. When I dropped them off at brother
Andrew's place in Seaford, I was reminded I haven't seen much
of Andrew either. This reclusive life must end.. |
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Dick
wonders if he'll ever take up the paintbrush again |
Dick
and Mike go to an exhibition
6.5.11 - I was the forunate recipient of
a couple of tickets to see the von Guerard exhibition at the
Ian Potter Gallery at Federation Square, so yesterday I met
Dick outside the St Kilda Rd NGV, (not having looked at the
tickets till then), and we walked briskly to Federation Square
and up the escalators to the third floor and proceeded to amble
around the exhibition.
We were both astonished at the detail in all the work - drawings
and paintings of all sizes were replete with the most minutely
observed detail - but in general the studio paintings seemed
to lose the impetus of the drafts and the token figures were
barely competently drawn. Dick and I were particularly taken
by the Milford Sound painting. |
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