Author: Deb

Not Tetris

This is pretty much how my PhD fieldwork was for me. Wonky, beautiful, unexpectedly difficult. (music by Fossil Rabbit, Not Tetris created by StabYourself, featuring Zoe Konovalov)

Choices, an elimination game

Someone wrote to me today that they hoped I had done what I did as a choice and not a sacrifice. I hesitated a lot before answering, partially (mostly?) because I was attempting to obey the Rotary rule of ‘kind, true, necessary’

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Mother’s father

My grandfather was a surgeon, and married a nurse. For the entirety of his working and marital life he had good women to do his bidding. It was never clear whether he really considered what they thought, what they wanted, or

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Pony Teller

A little way back I attended Catherine Devenys ‘Gunnas’ writing class. She’s sassy, funny, clever and full of little tricks to get hands to keys. Highly recommended, see her site for class schedules. Here’s something I wrote during the day.

“Find one or two women” A manifesto for the times

It was about 3 months ago that I decided that every last citation that I would include in the yet-unwritten parts of my PhD thesis would have at least one female author/editor. Sick to death of seeing strings of male

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Grandmother / Eulogy

My first memory is of my grandmother, a symbol perhaps of the important, inspiring and loving role she played in my life. She came down to help my family when my little brother was born. I was three. We picked

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Emergence

After a period of dormancy, the larva emerges to face the world:

Mermaid in the Mail

The comment period is open for ten days. The public, and its affiliated institutions, are invited to hold forth on each project’s potential impact on Australia’s matters of national environmental significance, as legally defined in federal law through the Environmental Protection

A paperless conference

A paperless conference sounded like a great idea. Just think of the trees. And this was a conference FOR the trees. And the fish. And the birds. The World Parks Congress, held every 10 years to remind us that we

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A grand opening

The grand opening of the World Parks Congress, Sydney Olympic Stadium November 2014. The audiences is shushed and warned off flash photography. The hosts urge quiet respect, announcing that ‘this will be a sacred part of the ceremony’. The scene

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