last week was my last full week at home, and i’d planned everything down to the minute. finish marking in the first half, be a collective organiser of open fields sydney in the second half, recover on saturday, pack up my room sunday, finish up at uni monday and then shed some tears and get on a plane tuesday.

open fields was amazing. a little germination of an idea between a few of us late last year turned into a get together of interesting thinkers from around the country, playing with theory, practice and presentation. i put together a publication as part of my performance. others did a seance, or gave a fireside slide show of their trip to chernobyl, or improvised some dance, or played a baby grand and spoke of russians.

a lot of open fields was about food; it really brought people together in ways we couldn’t've imagined. the lunches everyday rated pretty highly for most people, the afternoon tea nougats from bankstown haunted us all for days, the diversity dinner on thursday night was an amazing moment of communal eating round tables and bars and concrete yards at serial space.

this was our last dinner together as a team. adam cooked, and the small group of us who brought the whole open fields thing together (with a ringin or two) ate it at tom’s place.

salsa (with almond meal!), lemon basil rice and dahl. and banana cake to finish up.