Go and catch a falling star
Get with child a mandrake root
Tell me where all past years are,
Or who cleft the devil’s foot… John Donne
Cimbali caught this extraordinary sign at the Fremantle Arts Centre. It was particularly galling to the C Bomb as she had specifically travelled all the way from Kala-fucking-munda to have her leprosy cleared up. And a goitre. I wasn’t sure between which stool this worst was falling. Either it was a garden designed for healing but they’re telling you to fuck off despite your obvious and hideous afflictions, (no tyre kickers), or is it a wanker’s way of saying the garden is under repair? I note that the history museum is closing due to lack of funding, so perhaps budget cuts are affecting the fertilising of the mandrake root and henbane patch. F.A.C. heal thyself! How about applying some of those healing herbs to your print awards, which ranged from the mediocre to complete shite this year.