I barely know how to describe the Margaret River Writers Festival 2015, what happened in Marg’s stays in Marg’s
I attended with two special individuals, Louise Allen and The Incredible Rambling Elimy so supportive and encouraging without drawing attention to my of my lack of skills, which are blossoming, if only within my head space.
Great fun Tweeting, Instagram and Face Booking throughout the festival, a bit disappointed that their wasn’t a specific hash tag, not that we knew of anyway. So excited when someone responded, I know we rock.
I watched many, observed loads, listened intently, leaving inspired, stronger and more determined
Sessions that resonated with me, a beautiful sleek natural woman named Jo Bertini, spending weeks at a time with her gang of palaeontologists, archeologists, explorers. Walking in and out of our most remote desert, exploring, documenting, sketching our outback that has never been walked on before. Trekking through the land with a pack of camels.
Jo explained that three quarters of the flora and fauna has never been identified, that discoveries are abundant, explaining the time, energy, dedication of these explorers leaves me with my jaw on the floor. Jo described the discoveries, the length of time it takes to negotiate with the authorities to remove pack and carefully bring back their treasures. Jo walks and sketches at the same time striding beside her camels.
Not for me though as you wouldn’t see a bathroom for weeks on end! I am such a princess.
So much more I could bring you…. but a blog post can only be so long apparently
The journey of writing a family biography and what a family heritage. Grandfather escaping Germany with his family as the nazis were culling those unfortunate beautiful people. How they can say that never happened leaves me shivering and ashamed for our race. His journey of understanding and discovering who his father truly was, their roots, journey and the drive that moulded who they have become, what shaped his father to became the man he is, the admiration, sacrifice, discrimination, barriers and finally acceptance of his families journey. David’s father proudly steered Australia Vogue.
Yes we all know I have this ridiculous crush on him as I do of Amanda Curtin, my idols
John shared with us his passion for releasing youth from their educational constraints, learning and discovering in a manner that encourages and meets their learning needs, not those of antiquated established outdated schooling. Okay so not for everyone but for some. Understanding and supporting youth in todays world. His latest school that I imagine has a waiting list, is specifically for the arts he lives by my motto never assume and never judge.
I remember saying to my estranged sister once that what our youth see as acceptable we may not, but that we do not view their actions through our eyes but to be acceptable of theirs.
John is right to say that media doesn’t accept youths and makes judgements, shame on them their loss and ours
I learn so much from this man, I bought his book ‘Everything I know about writing’, thanks John an inspiration as always, wish there were more teachers as passionate as you. John will leave a brilliant legacy and empower many.
There are three more guests that inspired me, to be shared in the next post. I hope to do justice to these last three, Fiona Palmer, Isobelle Carmody and Amanda Curtin.
Till next week.