“Be swift in the path of holiness, and enter the heaven of communion with Me. Cleanse thy heart with the burnish of the spirit, and hasten to the court of the Most High.” Baha’u’llah
On a hill nobody wanted to call home
with a water tank no longer in use
nobody wanted this place.
Then a woman with vision
saw a chance for independence
a space for shelter
She made it her place
and transformed that water tank
into a home.
And around it were pathways
mosaics and blooms.
A space for dreaming
A space to burnish the
A place people love
a blessed and
(c) June Perkins
Yes, although I blog here rarely, I am a keen photographer still.
I first heard about 750 through an email invitation through the editor of Nineteen Months.
Intrigued and captivated by the concept forwarded from Nancy Wong, I emailed Nancy to say, yes I would love to contribute.
She requested us to collaborate with her to take photographs of hands with candles and submit them to the 750 project.
The candles held by each person photographed are to represent the memory of the time when the Báb was incarcerated in the city of Maku; he was not given a lamp during the long nights in prison.
From my point of view once saying yes to Nancy, the next step was to find some people who would be happy to provide both hands and light in various forms to be photographed.
A bicentenary planning meeting in my local community of Brisbane provided the perfect opportunity to do some photographs of friends with candles. …
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The poetry of hands that become
the birth place for art
that turn over a new leaf
where finger nails are not adorned but
covered in paint and filled with earth
when the eyes can’t see
here they are softly touching, discovering
showing and giving
gifts of memory.
(c) June Perkins, Words and Images
What would you write for these hands?
Brolga! Brolga, follow me, dance with me across the plains,
for you are me, and I am you, if only though I had your wings.
Brolga! Brolga, bring your friends; I know you cannot live alone.
Listen, as I play for you, a wetland filling up with food.
Brolga! Brolga, I bless you; may your wetlands always be here.
Let them not be cleared away, let the sedge grow tall and well.
May the people hear our song, then dance with us across the plains.
Brolga! Brolga, I am you, and you are me: let us both grow tall and well.
By June Perkins, Brisbane based, poet and children’s author, This poem is part of Words and Pictures, Spring 2018
Embrace the Australian Collection as a place of quiet contemplation through poetry, drop-in drawing and calm living meditation.
WORDS & PICTURES: DROP-IN DAILY
Ongoing | Galleries 10 – 13 | Free
Discover a fresh perspective on the Australian Collection with Words & Pictures, an ongoing project that invites local artists and writers to respond to artworks in the Australian Collection. Take inspiration, and use the pencils and paper provided to create your own response through drawing or writing.
SPRING 2018 | This season’s Words & Pictures inspiration comes from poet and children’s author, June Perkins. June has developed an interactive journey through the Australian Collection through poems and micro-stories for visitors of all ages, with particular appeal for children and families.
For more head to the Gallery or the webpage (other poems and stories at this site until November only)
“Unity is strength…when there is team work and collaboration wonderful things can be achieved.”
This image is of a ngatu at the beginning of its collaborative journey to have designs placed on it. It will have many people throughout Queensland, Australia contribute their concept of spring time. (Part of the Illumine Mini Festival)
My latest project has been to design five a5 poetry postcards featuring my photographs and words. The plan is to sell these at poetry readings, markets, festivals, Magic Fish Dreaming book signings and workshops as I work towards my next books. I’ll read them at open readings when they are on as well. You’ll see these for the first time at the Mt Alford Artisan’s Market if you can make it to that.