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                                                                                                                            Acknowledgement                                  Cultural Warning
   To be written... offic te qui con repro                                                                                  of Country                                       Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander readers
   quis accatatiusam dolorrum aut                                                                                                                                            are warned that the following magazine may
   enim rehenih itibus dolo est eument                                                                                      Glass Media and the Queensland University
                                                                                                                                                                             contain references to deceased persons.
   earum di conet fugia cones seratiae.                                                                                     of Technology (QUT) Guild acknowledge
   Et aperumquatae nisquo estium, si                                                                                        the Turrbal and Yugara people as the First
   num net magnam, qui blatium qui nis                                                                                      Nations owners of the lands where QUT now
   et labore erspeles estiae quat estiunt                                                                                   stands. We pay respect to their Elders—past,     Disclaimer
   est enit paria im que nam hariati aut                                                                                    present and emerging—their lores, customs

                  Why Glass?
   autem a aciis simagnia earume aute                                                                                       and creation spirits. We recognise that these    Glass Media informs readers that the views,
   enitatur ad quam eos aborend aectur.                                                                                     lands have always been places of teaching,       thoughts and opinions expressed in this issue
   Et aperumquatae nisquo estium, si                                                                                        research, learning and storytelling.             of Glass belong solely to the author. These
   num net magnam, qui blatium qui nis                                                                                      Glass Media and the QUT Guild acknowledge        views are not necessarily shared by Glass
                  Glassestiae
   et labore erspeles   is strong, beautiful
                                 quat         and malleable with
                                        estiunt                                                                                                                              Media or the QUT Guild.
                                                                                                                            the important role Aboriginal and Torres
                  expert  care.  That’s
   est enit paria im que nam hariati autwhat   Glass Magazine is
                                                                                                                            Strait Islander people play within the Meanjin
                  to us. We understand
   autem a aciis simagnia       earume aute its power to create
                                                                                                                            community.
                  beautiful
   enitatur ad quam          things andaectur.
                      eos aborend        the strength that comes
                    from sharing stories in this format. But glass
                    can also break. There is a second election
                    coming for the QUT Guild in March. So we,
                    the current editors, truly know the fragility
                    of our roles.

                    We hope we’ve made you proud with this one.

                                        COVER PHOTOGRAPHY

                                      JULIENNE PANCHO

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                                                                                THE GLASS EDITORS

                                                                             EMILY READMAN

Editor’s                                                                    JESSICA PERKINS
                                                                             JASMIN GRAVES

Letter
                                                                            ASHLEIGH NORTH
                                                                                                                 “

Hello,                                                   For a magazine that only sailed its maiden voyage
                                                         last year, Glass has taken some incredible strides.
This wasn’t the editor’s letter we thought we were
                                                         This is the seventh edition of the magazine, ever. To
going to write when we were first elected. As you
                                                         have produced something we are so proud of with a
may be aware, the role of Newspaper Editor is up
                                                         such a small, albeit mighty, foundation—thanks to
for re-election, so this may be the last time we’ll
                                                         Nikita, Matt, Lucy, Alana and Liam—is truly more
write to you as a team. You can read more about this
                                                         than we could have ever hoped for.
online at qutglass.com. With the very real possibility
that this could be our first and last Glass issue, we    We hope this issue encourages you to take a
(Em, Jasmin, Jess and Ashleigh) decided to throw         moment to pause. We hope this issue makes you

                                                                                                                                                                         Breaking the
ourselves into this issue and give it all we’ve got.     laugh and cry just like it did for us. Seriously,
                                                         we cried. Like, ugly cried. We hope it helps you
But, enough about us. Glass Magazine is about
                                                         identify the stigmas in your life and enourages you

                                                                                                                                                                         Stigma
you. You sent in some incredible work for this
                                                         to challenge and maybe even break a couple.
issue. From what you sent us in Instagram poll
responses, written pieces and artwork, it was very
clear to us what stigmas need breaking in the Glass
                                                         With love, and in the face of the unknown,
community. You wrote to us about relationships,
                                                         Your Issue Seven Editors,
mental health, bushfires, environmental concerns,
                                                         Em, Jasmin, Jess and Ashleigh
ableism, careers, religion and community. The
                                                                                                                                                                         That only a few people ‘make it’ – success is relative.
artwork you submitted represented the things that

                                                                                                                                           would like to see broken...
                                                                                                                                                                         That tattoos will stop you from having a happy and fulfilling career.
mattered to you, the things that scared you and
                                                                                                                     Stigmas some of you

                                                                                                                                                                         That being empathetic and hopeful is childish and naïve.
the things that made you who you are. You were
                                                                                                                                                                         That having a political opinion means you are argumentative.
vulnerable and shared with us your deepest secrets
                                                                                                                                                                         That sexual assault makes you breakable – I am anything but.
and the most honest versions of yourselves. For
                   Cover Photography captured                                                                                                                            That mental illness equals weakness.
that, we couldn’t beby
                     more thankful.
                       Julienne Pancho                                                                                                                                   That women need to be hairless.

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Hey,                                                                                                                               12-19
My name’s Liv. I’m a fourth year law student      For those who don’t know, the Guild is your
at QUT and I’ve had the honour of being
elected as your Guild President for 2020! I’m
                                                  student union: we operate independently
                                                  from QUT and we’re here to look out for you
                                                                                                                              interviews
so excited to see the launch of the first issue   and make sure your experience at university                                20-21, 32-33, 34-36
of Glass for the new year with such a topical     is positive, safe and fun. We help run clubs
and important theme: ‘Breaking the Stigma.’

For me, breaking the stigma means pushing
                                                  and societies, hold cultural and social events
                                                  on campus, offer free advocacy services, legal
                                                                                                                            movie reviews
through my comfort zone to challenge              and tax help and provide assistance if you ever                                  23-24
myself: in my studies, social circles and         get into strife with the University.
work. It means taking risks and saying ‘yes’
to new opportunities after being restricted
                                                  Our offices are located on Level 2 of C Block
                                                  at the Kelvin Grove campus and my door is
                                                                                                                                 stories
for so long by my struggles with my mental        always open. So, feel free to drop by if you’ve                             25, 26-27, 28-29
health. For my first two years at university, I   got an issue you’d like to raise or just want to
was very isolated and disengaged. The only
time I stepped foot on campus was to attend
                                                  grab a coffee and have a chat.
                                                                                                                            humans of QUT
                                                  Thank you for picking up a copy of our
tutorials and to sit my end of semester exams.
                                                  amazing student publication. I’m so glad
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Last year I took a risk and said yes to running   that we’re able to provide a platform for QUT
in the Guild elections, and in doing so
catapulted myself into the thick of university
                                                  writers and artists to showcase their work                                    featured
                                                  and I’m immensely proud of all the hard work
life at QUT and I’m so glad I did. There’s        and long nights our Glass Editors have put                                       38-57
such a wonderful sense of community and           into this magazine.
acceptance among the student body at QUT
and I want to spend my year as President
                                                  Cheers,                                                                   guild portfolios
building upon this and raising awareness                                                                                           60-69
of the vital services and support the Guild
can offer – services I wish I had known about
when I was a first year student.
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Join The Club                                                                    2020 QUT CLUBS                2020 QUT CLUBS

Looking to join a club or society?
Here are a few of the student-run clubs that the QUT Guild has on offer.                                                                                                                    QUT Business &
                                                                                                               QUT Women in                          Queensland
                                                                                                               Science                               Optometry Student                      Management Student
                                                                                                               The mission of QUT Women in           Society                                Association
QUT Qube Club                       QUT Quidditch                          NorSK                               Science is to promote equality        2020: the year of good vision for      B A M S A i s a s t u d e nt-l e d
                                                                                                               and equity in the scientific field    life and a good year to look into      organisation that aims to bridge
Hi Qubers! We are the QUT Qube      Calling all witches, wizards,          NorSK is a social club started      by creating a community focused                                              the gap between academic and
                                                                                                                                                     your optometry society, QOSS!
Club – the only club in QUT with    squibs and muggles! Grab your          by Norwegians, but now famous       on empowering, supporting                                                    real-world experiences for QUT
                                                                                                                                                     QOSS holds mesmerising events
a strong passion in Rubik’s Cube!   broomsticks and wands and get          for fun and parties with Aussies,   and connecting women in                                                      Business, Management and
                                                                                                                                                     open to all, facilitates networking
Each semester we run fortnightly    ready for a truly magical time with    Europeans and everyone in           science – with members of all                                                Human Resources students.
                                                                                                                                                     opportunities and peer support
seminars where we provide           QUT Quidditch. Be enchanted at         between. The giant Week Two         genders welcomed. Our primary                                                We do this by hosting a range
                                                                                                                                                     p ro g ra m s f o r o p t o m et r y
educational programs in solving     our Yule Ball, test your knowledge     Scandinavian Pub crawl every        objectives are to provide a support                                          of corporate events, with an
                                                                                                                                                     students and supports OGS in
basic to advanced cube varieties.   at trivia nights and compete in the    semester is a must-do for all       network as well as encourage                                                 Executive that strive to provide
                                                                                                                                                     addition to releasing st-eye-lish
We have a range of challenging      extraordinary sport of Quidditch,      students. Join the moose to         professional development and                                                 members with the tools for their
                                                                                                                                                     merchandise.
cubes yet to be solved.             whilst having a truly fabulous         help make our time at QUT as        career opportunities for women                                               real-world transition. Join the
                                    time.                                  legendary as the Vikings!           enrolled in science and science       QUT Justice Society                    BAMSA fam in 2020 to see what
QUT Economics and                                                                                              related degrees at QUT.                                                      the hype is all about!
Finance Society                                                            QUT Dungeons &                                                            The QUTJS aims to create a safe
                                    QUT HR Connect
                                                                           Dragons Guild                       QUT Dance Society                     community for Justice students         QUT Cricket Club
The QUT Economics and Finance       QUT HR Connect is a society                                                                                      and students interested in the
Society aims to inform, inspire                                            What do Vin Diesel, James Franco,   We are QUT’s go-to social dance       area of justice. We give them          G’day guys! Gear up for
                                    that connects students to the
and incorporate its members                                                and Stephen King all have in        club! We organise affordable          the opportunity to engage and          something new and exciting at
                                    HR industry, supports students
into the real world. Some things                                           common? They all play D&D,          weekly dance classes conducted        give back to the community.            QUT: our very first cricket club.
                                    in gaining work experience
can only be taught outside the                                             along with over 150 QUT students.   by professional instructors and       We run professional events like        It’s a social sports club where
                                    and employment in their field
classroom and EFS helps equip its                                          We’ve developed a supportive        offer a wide variety of styles:       Coffee with a Cop, court tours,        everyone is welcome to see how
                                    a n d p rov i d e s n et wo rk i n g
members with skills needed for                                             tight-knit community where we       hip-hop, jazz, K-Pop, ballet,         panel nights on topics such as         fun cricket really is. Let’s meet,
                                    opportunities. We work across
success. Through professional,                                             play D&D and other board games.     Bollywood, contemporary, et           cybercrime, counter-terrorism          play, chill and repeat. The best
                                    university disciplines to connect
educational and social events,                                             Members also score discounts        cetera. We welcome members of         and human rights, and social           part is that IT’S FREE! We have
                                    students through our social and
EFS positions its members for an                                           and deals at a bunch of nerdy       all experience levels and we even     events like charity trivia nights,     some amazing events heading
                                    networking events throughout
exciting and fulfilling future.                                            stores and bars.                    perform at QUT events! Come           BBQs and our famous Justice Ball!      your way.
                                    the year. So come, #connect!
                                                                                                               join our little family!
QUT Car Club                        QUT Asian Pop Society                  Artsy at QUT                                                              Vena Cava Productions                  Student Paramedic
                                                                                                               QUT Malaysian                                                                Undergraduates (SPU)
QUT Car Club is a social club       The QUT Asian Pop Society is           Artsy aims to engage students                                             We are a student-run theatre
for all car enthusiasts of QUT!                                            from any background, regardless
                                                                                                               Students Association                  company dedicated to providing
                                    your number one spot for all                                                                                                                            SPU aims to assist students
Our members own a wide range        things Asian Pop. We’re a social       of whether they have art            Looking for a home away from          development and performance            throughout their university
of cars and we regularly host       society on campus that connects        experience or not. This is a        home? Fear not, QutMySA               opportunities for every student.       degree by providing academic
car meets and cruises for a chill   people together in an inclusive        community where people can          welcomes you to Brisbane! Enrich      We believe student art is worth        support with self-directed
time with other like-minded car     and welcoming space. Whether           develop a sense of spirit and       your university experience            recognising and aim to integrate       learning and peer assisted
enthusiasts. Our members also       it be an interest in idols, dance,     belonging within the university     outside of the classroom and          our members into the industry          sessions, organising professional
get to enjoy discounted track       variety and drama programs, food       environment.                        walk out of your comfort zone         by offering opportunities for          development events and
events such as sprint days and      or culture, QUTAPS is the place                                            as you meet new kawans while          students to make connections,          conferences and hosting
skid pan sessions.                  to be.                                                                     participating in our Malaysian        share skills and enhance their         various social events. We strive
                                                                                                               events throughout the year! Don’t     portfolios.                            to enhance the university
                                                                                                               say I bojio ah!                                                              experience for all paramedic
                                                                                                                                                                                            students at QUT.

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Join The Club                                                                         2020 QUT CLUBS

QUT Creative                               QUT Women in Law                     QUT Dog Lovers Society
Industries Society                         QUT Women in Law is a strong         QUT Dog Lovers Society is QUT’s
The QUT Creative Industries                community of students who are        newest and pawesomest club!
Society is a club based around             passionate about equality and        Becoming an official club on
a ny t h i n g a nd e ver y t h i n g      equal opportunity in the law.        the 20th of February, our focus
creative. We love welcoming                We wish to encourage inclusive       is on providing inclusive stress
anyone into our family, even if            and constructive discussions         relieving fun through having
it’s just your hobby. Throughout           on gender inequality, while          weekly/fortnightly meet ups at
the semester we love providing             also creating a fun and social       dog friendly places. There will be
social events that let members             community for all our members.       free food, dogs and good times!
mingle with other like-minded                                                   So, what are you waiting for?
individuals, while also opening
                                           QUT BANDS
the opportunity for possible               QUT BANDS (Business Analysts
collaborations. Additionally,                                                   There are over 160 QUT Guild
                                           and Data Science), is focused
w e p r o v i d e p r o fe s s i o n a l                                        affiliated clubs and societies,
                                           on professional and academic
opportunities for students!                                                     so this list is just a sample of
                                           development of undergraduate
If this has piqued your interest,                                               what’s available. Clubs and
                                           and postg raduate students
check us out!                                                                   societies are one of the most
                                           studying Data Science and
                                                                                integral parts of life on campus.
                                           Business Analysis at QUT. We
Medical Laboratory                         have organised many value-
                                                                                There are clubs for special
                                                                                interests, from QUT Veg to
Science Society                            adding events since our inception
                                                                                QUT Motorsports. There are
                                           and strive to connect our student
Our club is for students studying                                               faculty related groups, religious
                                           members with organisations and
Medical Laboratory Science, but                                                 clubs, sporting clubs, social
                                           professionals who are at the top
our membership spans faculty                                                    justice societies, and more.
                                           of their industry.
borders. A big focus for us is                                                  A university campus is nothing
community support: we run                  QUT Law Inclusion of                 without groups of like minded
a Peer Program to facilitate                                                    people learning and growing
student learning as well as
                                           Culture (LINC)                       with one another. Clubs and
offering guidance in navigating            QUT LINC (Law Inclusion of           societies are a chance for you
uni. Into nerdy trivia and games?          Culture) is a new club that formed   to connect with others outside
Come to our next social event!             at the end of 2019 due to the        the classroom. To find more
                                           need for more recognition for        information about the 2020
AMPed QUT                                  people of culture and colour in      clubs and societies available
                                           the legal profession. We intend      to students, visit the Clubs
A M Pe d i s QU T ’s st udent
                                           to help bridge the evident gap       and Societies page on the QUT
society for all things Marketing,
                                           in representation for minorities     Guild website.
Advertising, Public Relations and
International Business. Join us at         in our legal community. Our
our social and industry events             goal is to create opportunities
each semester to meet like-                for students who belong to
minded students, gain industry             culturally diverse groups. We
exposure and make lifelong                 do this through networking,
connections in your field! You             making connections with like-
can also enjoy discounted track            minded students and those in the
events such as sprint days and             legal profession, and providing
skid pan sessions.                         students with opportunities to
                                           advance their careers.                                                    ART: UNDER THE VEIL

                                                                                                                     SHANIA HAIN
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Poetry
                                                                                        THE NEIGHBOUR

                                                                                        EMMA CAMPBELL

                                                                                        Sunday morning,
                                                                                          Soggy newspapers strewn across his driveway

                                                                                          Last week’s headlines dripping ink

EYE RHYME VERY WELL                                PROGRESS                               Sculpting contours

                                                                                          On the terracotta pavers
J. A. LIGHTFOOT                                    CLAUDIA SHELLEY
A rhyme is a thing most delightful to read.        When I finish the packet of chips,   Tuesday morning,
They drop into place, rather neat in my head.      When I can’t do a push up,             Blades as blunt as butter knives               3 months past,
It sets up a pattern and builds up a mood;         When I nod my head to everything,      Wilt lifelessly on his lawn                     A for sale sign pitched on his front lawn

It quickens the heart and it tempers the blood.    When I can’t pick up the phone,        A patch of brown loosely stitched               Leans tiredly to the left

All can enjoy, there is no price for entry.        When I leave early,                    In the nature strip’s variegated quilt          Fallen tree branches crack and snap

It makes you scream, laugh, cough, sing, mutter    When I don’t go at all,                                                                Like brittle bones hitting concrete
and cry.

Let’s not take all day, or beat ‘round the bush:
                                                   When I make a mistake, and
                                                                                        Thursday evening,
                                                   When it seems like a catastrophe,      The house remains dark                          The house’s silhouette furnishes the road
Rhyming is love-a-ly, lively and lush.
                                                   When I cry,                            No kaleidoscope of pixelated colours            In the last of the afternoon light
It lingers and floats like a leaf on the wind.
                                                   When I miss the bus,                   Laced with muffled voices                       I think of all the things I should’ve said
It sings on your lips and it’s soft on the mind.
                                                   When I can’t breathe,                  Erupting through his kitchen window             As gold turns to sapphire, and day
Rhyming, I find, sets a comfortable tone;
                                                   When I lose every battle,                                                              becomes night
And when everything is all said and done,
                                                   And
Rhymes have brought joy everywhere that they’ve
                                                                                        1 week on,
gone.                                                                                     Blurred blue and red lights orbit the street
                                                   I keep fighting.                       Ricocheting from house to house

                                                                                          A navy uniform asks me questions

                                                                                          through furrowed brows and bloodshot eyes

                                                                                          I watch my breath dissolve like aspirin

                                                                                          Into the crisp August air outside

                                                                                          As I fumble for the answers

                                                                                          I know I will not find

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JOKE IN A BOX
                                                                                                  Poetry
PAEAN SARKAR                                                                                               SEVEN LESSONS IN HEALING
He’s balding under his beret

A thousand cats have gone astray
                                                                                                           TRISTAN NIEMI
Who is keeping

The world in order?                                                                                        I.                                       V.
A mother cries, her baby sleeps                        TO THE QUICK                                        A book begins with the opening           My body finds music endlessly
                                                                                                           of the cover, a removal of the           fascinating. In its longing for dance, I
The moon, it follows cars and keeps on

Spinning ‘round the earth
                                                       CHLOE MILLS                                         superficial. A book ends with the        have been forced to abandon my mind
                                                                                                           consumption of the last page.            many a time. And it seems, that to lose
                                                       you rummage through my handbag,                     Closure is not found reading online      your mind, is to find your soul.
Like a man without a purpose.
                                                       looking for a lighter. flicking away                chapter summaries.

                                                                                                                                                    VI.
                                                       old receipts emptypackets of gum
A taxi hits a traffic cone                             and pieces of lego. we drink beer.
                                                       you remove: one can of deodorant,
                                                                                                           II.                                      Humanity is not designed for the
Two strangers on the telephone
                                                       an old newspaper clipping, a                        Everything changes when you cocoon       delicate task of developing the
Who’s the maker                                        movieticket and my tampons.                         yourself in a blanket of belief. It      bliss-to-strife ratio of life’s cordial.
                                                       the cigarette dangles in your                       will remind you of how to believe in     Moderation is an undiscovered
Of the mighty rules?
                                                       mouth, ‘he’s a dick,’ ‘you deserve                  yourself. Just as blankets remind you    sacred artefact, and cordial is
The dusty layers on the blades                                                                             of warmth, when there is only cold.      always defective. Either it’s dismally
                                                       better,’ ‘where is the fucking lighter.’
                                                                                                                                                    colourless or disgustingly vibrant.
Of ceiling fans accumulate                             you remove: silvercoins, a bank card,
                                                                                                                                                    Mathematics is a divine art, and we
Until the spinning stops
                                                       a nearly empty tube of lipgloss.
                                                       my mouth is full of ghosts, my
                                                                                                           III.                                     must remember to treat it as such.

And the world stops too.                               mouth is full of beer. you dig even                 My mind is a glutton, forever feasting
                                                       deeper this time: you pull out the                  on the news of the day. My body is an
                                                                                                           archivist, one who delights in rubbing
                                                                                                                                                    VII.
                                                       insides, the lining full of sand,
I guess she’s singing in the rain                                                                          salt in my more abstract wounds.         The wound you’re now grappling with,
                                                       rocks from weekends spent at
                                                                                                                                                    like Matryoshkas dipped in molasses,
The shower curtains drawn in vain                      creeks, a leaf, it’s veins driedbrown,
                                                                                                                                                    might not be the biggest you’ve faced.
 For the Lord
                                                       you find the lighter sitting next to
                                                       a bottle of deepblue nailpolish you
                                                                                                           IV.                                      But it is most certainly your priority,
                                                                                                                                                    as it should be. How else will you
  Is a godly pervert.                                  lift my hand, cigarette now lit,                    Reflection has twin daughters, Alone
                                                                                                                                                    return to child within.
                                                                                                           and Lonely. Though they are identical
                                                       you paint each nail one by one
                                                                                                           in looks they behave as individuals.
  The universe                                                                                             Doing different things to the mind;
                                                                                                           Alone comforts, Lonely consumes.
    Is a joke.

     But a lame joke

      Without a punchline

       And the teller of the joke is also boring

       Because he’s s t r e t c h e d it out so long

         Now we’re waiting around,

          L ong ing for it to end.

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FORESHADOW                               OBSESSED
  CHLOE MILLS                              SOFIJA PILETIC
                                                                                                              TWO MINUTES OF MY THOUGHTS
before you knew of my mornings             sometimes I forget / that I am made up of natural matter
                                                                                                                                                                          if I don’t do this. maybe I’ll do 80 squats after-
spent under soft                           human flesh is more like koalas & molten rocks / than              ANONYMOUS                                                   wards too. that way I can fit in a half of a peach
hands on top of soft                       smartphones
                                                                                                              maybe one would do. actually, half is fine. half a          too, maybe. but it’s looking alright. yesterday it
                                           & financial problems / our flesh is soft                           slice of toast, one-fifth of a teaspoon of honey. yes,      said I was at 42. maybe I can have a full peach
sheets, you looked at me with contempt,    a bruised mango / crushed raspberries at the bottom of our         that should be under 50. so that covers lunch. but          instead, as a treat. but what if it goes back to 43?
I knew then that a body                    bag                                                                maybe first I should do 120 star jumps to burn the 10       no. I’ll just skip it altogether. I’ll just eat at night.
would turn up                              we are more like butterfly wings / colourful but transparent       raisins I just had. yeah, there’s no way I can eat toast    but then the food won’t get digested if I sleep. I’ll
                                           nothing like our apple devices / instagram profiles                if I don’t do this. well, I shouldn’t really eat anything   just have water.
it was in an apartment on the corner
                                           even though they rely on our constant consumption / & eat
of Heidelberg Street                       us up
the dog wouldn’t stop barking
                                           I wish I wasn’t like everyone else / only because I wish I         DREAD
                                           wanted less
while he held the small of my back
                                                                                                              GEORGIA SANDERS
                                           I know I’m brainwashed / a washing machine running in
                                                                                                              Anomalies become the norm                                   The sweetness goes to our heads
pressed me into his side                   circles
hid me under his long hair                                                                                    As the drunks drink from the moon                           There’s sugar cubes in the water supply
                                           and circles / I forget / then I remember
                                                                                                              Debating half empty or full                                 We burn sacred forests and scream
                                           we depend on a beating heart / lungs that absorb everything
yours was cut short, but sometimes         we put out                                                         While the Earth spins out of room                           At the fools who dare to get high
you let your beard grow                    smoke, prayers & denial / it’s simple
down past your chin
                                           & we still forget / but still pretending everything can be fixed   Sustaining the self with sardines                           Serpents make the most sense
                                           like another / piece of technology                                 That are more mercury than fish                             When they snap their tails and roll
you looked at me with contempt again
                                           promoting clothes while influencing change / our                   Hope predicates failure                                     Like men with eyes for the sky
after you found out about the bare
                                           consumption is a part of the problem
boned house, the second body                                                                                  As failure predicates a wish                                As they dig their way into holes
                                           but rubbish bins are magic portals / that make our ugly
                                           disappear
would be found, floating along the river                                                                      The cyclical nature of being                                The vultures are waiting for me
                                           like adding another comma / we can keep going
I watched from the picnic table                                                                               Means little now nature‘s been beat                         And the worms are waiting for you
                                           pretending it’s not apocalyptic / deflecting
my arm resting
                                                                                                              Thorns grow warped round man’s heart                        So say cheers to the Earth’s satellite
                                           our prime minister deflects/ i don’t know if his prayers are
                                           real                                                               As he hammers splinters into his feet                       Because what else can we possibly do?
over his leg
                                           or about upholding his masculinity / power
reaching out for the
fingers splayed upwards                    we don’t have to shake your hand / if we don’t want to             The hourglass has broken his promise

                                           don’t forget to look outside of yourself / there are mountains     We thought we could turn back time
                                           that are hidden volcanoes
in scum slicked water,                                                                                        And paint clay on our lover’s backs
your hand slipped many times               lost cultures / don’t forget
                                                                                                              As they built new worlds out of lime
onto cheek, lip, neck                      as the earth regenerates / comes back to life

                                           the greatest question is not whether climate change
mine slipped, only once
                                           is real / what caused the fires / why
but I died twice
                                           it is whether the earth will forgive us

                                           & our obsession with negligence

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Glass Issue 07 02-2020 - QUT - Glass
PoetryPoetry
SYMBOL OF FREEDOM

SATHYANI
KOTAKADENIYA                                                                                         FORMALLY KNOWN AS…
                                                    WHEN I WAS 5 YEARS OLD
Over the deserts and mountain peaks                                                                  JARRAH L. BARTON
Through entwined vines and branches of trees
                                                    JAK KIRWIN                                                                                        With you all,
                                                                                                     I have perhaps come   I seem to have a soft
Tracing the horizon when the sun sets in                                                                                                              I loved, now
                                                    My daddy said to me                              To accept             Place for you all still.
Birds were born to charm the world we live in.                                                                                                        Dolorous
                                                    ‘Son                                             Any love I felt,                                 you,
Among the blooming buds of spring

Balanced on bell towers that ring                   If you keep on asking                            If it was real,       Can I say so?              I am formally
Cuddled within heaven peaks and sing                About deep stuff                                 I would not           Sometimes.                 Known as
To us all fluttering your wing.                     Like how sad would it be                         Move on.              I do not have              love.
Caged within bars of iron
                                                    When a swordfish
Innocent prisoners, depressed entertainers
                                                    Kisses his girlfriend                            On a precipice        To stoop into solemn mud
Let them live the life they deserve

Let realization shoot human brains and melt their   And accidentally pokes her eye out               I feel you as         And hold my head
hearts of Ferrum.
                                                    With his big sharp nose                          Wind on my face       Until you
Let love and kindness spread with the breeze
                                                    I’m gonna need to put more beers in the fridge   As the sky            Drown me
And help all living beings to live in peace
                                                    Or start drinking warm ones’                     In my clenched        Again
Let man lose his greed and thirst for power

Winged creatures now spread your wings and          So, I guess that explains everything             Fists. You crumble
gently hover.
                                                    And you know mama said                           Me.                   Maybe my regrets

                                                    ‘There’s no such thing as a stupid question’                           Are more pigeon-like

                                                    But daddy rebuked                                I don’t know          Than I think of myself.

                                                    “Then why’s he ask so many?”                     In what state         Surely, I

                                                                                                     Or trauma made me     Am special now

                                                                                                     Like this, but        After the sky empties.

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INTERVIEW          A: Yes, my poems in Amnesia Findings focus on
                                                                                                                themes of family, Jewish culture, food, dreams and

Finding A
                                                                                        SEAN WEST               mental illness. My mum played an integral part in
                                                                                                                my recovery. She was my memory keeper when all
                                                                                                                seemed lost and helped me find my way again. I
                                                                                                                unknowingly featured her in many of the poems in
                                                                                                                Amnesia Findings.

Moment With
                                                                                                                S: Your collection deals heavily with mental illness
                                                                                                                and does so gracefully, often touching on the theme
                                                                                                                of memory or lost/damaged memories. Was it
                                                                                                                difficult to piece together feelings and experiences
                                                                                                                that weren’t entirely clear, perhaps touching on
                                                                                                                fiction? Was it empowering to reclaim parts of

Anna Jacobson
                                                                                                                yourself in your work?

                                                                                                                A: It was empowering. I try to tell myself it’s
                                                                                                                probably a good thing I don’t remember most of
                                                                                                                my time in hospital, but the writer and observer
                                                                                                                in me wants to know what it was like. This loss
                                                                                                                of agency was very hard to come to terms with.
                                                                                                                However, I have learned that my experience of ‘not
                                                                                                                remembering’ is a valid experience and memory
                                                                                                                in its own right. Ever since 2011 I have kept a diary.
Anna Jacobson is a writer and artist from Brisbane.
                                                                                                                I don’t take memory for granted anymore and my
Amnesia Findings (UQP, 2019) is her first full-
length poetry collection. In 2018 she won the                    There’s a mulberry                             poems and writing form a strong role in reclaiming
                                                                                                                parts of myself.
Thomas Shapcott Poetry Prize and the Queensland
Premier’s Young Publishers and Writers Award.
                                                                 tree that overhangs                            S: So, what’s next for you? Are you looking to
Anna’s poetry chapbook The Last Postman                         the footpath near the                           continue with more poetry or maybe delve into
(Vagabond Press, 2018) is part of deciBels 3.                                                                   more art shows? I remember in 2017, we were

I sat down to interview Anna late last year and
                                                                  park, with berries                            lucky enough to be exhibited in the ‘These Frozen
                                                                                                                Moments’ installation together for The Good Room
chat about her stunning debut collection, ongoing              that appear in spring.                           Collective, anything like that planned ahead? Let
community involvement and any plans she has for
the near future.                                                Too high for children                           us know!

Sean: Congratulations, Anna! It’s so wonderful to                                                               A: I will always write and create. Having my poetry
                                                                to reach – the perfect                          sound-recorded in the ‘These Frozen Moments’
see your first poetry collection, Amnesia Findings,
alive in the flesh. How do you feel about it finally           height for a recovering                          installation alongside yours, Sean, was very
                                                                                                                exciting! In 2019 I was thrilled to be a finalist for the
being out in the world? Have there been any
particularly unusual places it’s turned up?                      twenty-something.                              Marie Ellis Prize for Drawing. I also felt honoured to
                                                                                                                have a photograph selected for ‘Out from the Mist’,
Anna: Thank you so much, Sean! It’s so wonderful                                                                an exhibition which explored mental illness in all
to share my work, and to have it in a book I can hold.                                                          its forms, including lived experience, relationships,
I feel very grateful and I’m especially excited it’s in
                                                          S:  That’s such a lovely excerpt, thank you for       recovery and change.
libraries now too. I haven’t discovered any unusual
                                                          sharing it with us. So, for those who haven’t read    Find the full version of this interview at
places it’s turned up yet, apart from the journeys
                                                          the book (yet), how would you personally describe
I take it on! I had fun taking a photo of Amnesia                                                               www.qutglass.com/anna-interview
                                                          the body of work? I’ve noticed the poems are deeply
Findings next to the communal mulberry tree,
                                                          personal and enriched with family history and         Keep up to date with Anna and her work at
which features in my poem ‘2011’.
                                                          often centre around ritual.
                                                                                                                www.annajacobson.com.au.

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ART                                                                                             MOVIE REVIEW

                        Little
     GABRIELLE SLATER                                                                                             LUKA KATIC

                        Women
                        Directed by Greta Gerwig

                        There is a simplicity to ​Little Women​ that makes       While Ronan is very clearly the lead of the film;
                        it work so perfectly and makes me love it so. In         Florence Pugh is the one who steals the show as
                        fairness, this love may have come easier to me than      Amy. This should come as no surprise to those that
                        others due to my lack of any pre-existing familiarity    caught her in Ari Aster’s horror film ‘​Midsommar’​
                        with either the original book by Louisa May Alcott       last year (funnily enough both films feature pivotal
                        or any of the other countless adaptations of said        scenes in which Pugh dons a flower crown). She’s
                        book that have come before. I’ve heard complaints        so centred in her beliefs and ideologies that it all
                        from people in regards to the changes made from          comes through brilliantly in her uncompromising
                        the source material, and even with this being            performance.
                        my introduction to Alcott’s acclaimed novel, the
                                                                                 Gerwig has created something very special here –
                        modernisation of it is evident. This is not a negative
                                                                                 something that can simultaneously be based upon
                        though – far from it. Rather, it allows the film to
                                                                                 a book published in 1868 and feel so refreshing and
                        feel liberated from the bindings of what has come
                                                                                 relatable to our current social environment. Even
                        before and is instead able to breathe as its own
                                                                                 the lack of proper recognition for Gerwig—or the
                        story as told by writer-director Greta Gerwig.
                                                                                 multitude of other phenomenal female filmmakers
                        This mostly comes through in the actors and              last year (like Céline Sciamma or Lulu Wang)—in the
                        how they play their characters, most evident in          Best Director category at this year’s 92nd Academy
                        the on screen chemistry between Saoirse Ronan            Awards only speaks to the strength and continued
                        and Timothée Chalamet who play Jo and Laurie,            importance of the original text.
                        respectively. They’re given a freedom in their
                                                                                 It’s funny. It’s charming. It’s heartbreaking. It’s well
                        performances that doesn’t strictly demand they
                                                                                 worth your time.
                        adhere to conventions and attitudes of the time
                        the film is set. Save for the language of the film;
                        the characters feel as though they could’ve been
                        plucked from Gerwig’s own 2017 feature ​Lady Bird,​
                        just as easily as they could’ve come from Alcott’s
                        original novel.

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Stories
                                                                                      MOVIE REVIEW                                                                                                       SHORT STORY

Parasite
                                                                                      LUKA KATIC                                                                                                      TY WEINERT

Directed by Bong Joon-ho
                                                                                                                    Father And Son
Parasite​is a film that defies explanation as much as      Parasite​ is a meticulously crafted film, with
it does genre. On a basic level, it presents itself as a   each action it takes being a deliberate one that’s       I was 25 years old when my dad first told me he         his Harley – my dad fits this stereotype. He might
dramedy about a lower-class family manipulating a          building atop itself. Joon-ho’s script is razor sharp    loved me.                                               argue with me, but it is through his actions that he
wealthy household, but there’s so much more going          and never holds back, constantly shifting itself
                                                                                                                                                                            shows his affection for others. Whether it’s mowing
on beneath the surface of it all. I don’t dare spoil       to side step what you expect of it. To rewatch is        This isn’t a piece about the fractured bond between
                                                                                                                                                                            our neighbours’ lawn when they go on holiday or
what writer-director Bong Joon-ho has to offer             almost a necessity to get a full understanding and       father and son and their eventual reconciliation.
                                                                                                                    My dad and I have always had a great relationship.      rushing the family dog to the vet at the slightest
with P​ arasite​. It’s hard to recommend without being     appreciation of what’s going on here.
                                                                                                                    He supports me in all that I do and always shows        sign of a lump, his actions reveal his gentle heart.
needlessly vague and it’s hard to be needlessly
                                                           It’s a wonderful thing that P
                                                                                       ​ arasite​has been getting   interest in my hobbies. As cheesy as it might sound,
vague without setting confusing expectations of it.                                                                                                                         I have noticed over the years the traits that I have
                                                           all the attention it deserves. To see it dominate        he’s probably my best friend (sorry Mum). Despite
It’s not that the film hinges on one twist or anything                                                                                                                      developed from him. I had never told him I love him
                                                           the award season, taking home the coveted Best           this, the closest we got to saying those three little
but the progression of events had me finding myself                                                                                                                         either, for fear of creating an awkward situation.
                                                           Picture Award at the 92nd Academy Awards – and           words was when he would let me have the last snag
literally at the edge of my seat, constantly guessing                                                                                                                       This is in comparison to me telling my mum that I
                                                           becoming the first ever non-english language             from the barbeque.
where things would go next.                                                                                                                                                 love and miss her every time that we speak on the
                                                           film to do so. Whether this sort of recognition
                                                                                                                    I never needed him to say it. I have always known       phone. Hell, I even get on the floor and tell my dog
Performances are all around spell-binding, with            will lead to a greater focus and appreciation of
                                                                                                                    how much he cares for me, from when he would            how much I love him whenever I have to leave again.
each actor bringing enough of their own magic to           international cinema in the public eye remains to
                                                                                                                    always drive me to footy training or when he talked
their character, so that they are all able to remain       be seen (the Academy is anything but consistent)                                                                 I understand why my dad is the way he is when it
                                                                                                                    me out of applying for a different degree because
memorable. This is most assuredly an ensemble              but, nonetheless, this remains an incredible feat                                                                comes to expressing emotions – the influence of
                                                                                                                    “even if the writing course doesn’t lead to a job, at
cast, but everyone has enough time to shine on             and a step in the right direction.                                                                               his generation and the fractured relationship with
                                                                                                                    least you will have done what you’re passionate
their own so that a scene is never dominated by                                                                                                                             his own father playing a part in his formation. I
                                                           I’ve seen ​Parasite​twice now and while I refuse to      about”. From the weekends watching the footy
a single character. Particular shoutouts go to                                                                                                                              strive to live up to the example that he has shown
                                                           specifically mention much about it, what I can say       together and discussing tactics and results, to the
Song Kang-ho as the core family’s father and Cho                                                                                                                            me, but I also want to be a man that is not afraid to
                                                           is that it’s best experienced with someone else.         times spent listening to the heavy metal CDs he
Yeo-jeong as the mother of the wealthy family.                                                                                                                              show his emotions. I feel fortunate to live in an age
                                                           Not because it’s frightening or distressing to           bought when he was my age, our bond has only
Their roles both could have easily come off as                                                                                                                              where that idea is becoming more welcomed. I want
                                                           watch (though there are plenty of uncomfortable          grown stronger and stronger.
caricatures, but they’re so fleshed out and played                                                                                                                          to ensure that my future children (most likely dogs)
                                                           moments), but because you will absolutely need
with an earnest belief in themselves that they                                                                      Dad comes from a different age where it was
                                                           someone to discuss it with afterwards.                                                                           know how loved they are, and I take inspiration
never ring inauthentic. They’re able to bring a true                                                                often frowned upon for men to talk about their
                                                                                                                                                                            from the time my dad shook my hand and told me
humanity to the characters, despite the occasional                                                                  feelings. Instead, they were supposed to be men
                                                                                                                                                                            how he felt.
absurdity.                                                                                                          of action. Looking like a bikie, adorned with long
                                                                                                                    hair, a beard and tattoos, and riding around on         I love you too, Dad.

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SHORT STORY

                                                                                  TYLER SMITH
                                                                                                                 Stories
Empty Glasses
Day One - Three Empty Glasses                           Day Seven - Twelve Empty Glasses                         Day Eighteen - Thirty Empty Glasses                       Day Twenty – Zero Empty Glasses
If someone were to find me, they would see only         I can’t remember the last time I slept, or had           Rain plays its repetitive yet calming melody on           A full glass of water sits beside me as I open my
the silhouette of my body slumped in a desk chair.       a coherent thought. The days have blended together      the roof.                                                 laptop and start the essay due tomorrow. I cannot
The wall is the only thing that appears to be holding   into an indistinguishable mess. My memory holds                                                                    feel the gnawing anxiety that I know should have
my attention, but I’m not really here. The scents of                                                             I start counting the seconds coming from the
                                                        onto fractured pieces of strange dreams gifted to                                                                  made its home in my stomach by now, but I type
vodka and cheap perfume dance around each other                                                                  endlessly ticking clock. Each one seems to drag
                                                        me by the pills I take every morning.                                                                              away on the keyboard anyway. The black symbols
in my bedroom.                                                                                                   on forever and encapsulates another missed
                                                                                                                                                                           on the screen follow formulaic patterns and show
                                                        The appointment with my therapist this morning           opportunity. I could be living right now.
I open my curtains to see the sun, but the window                                                                                                                          no signs of the empty glasses that cluttered my
                                                        involved too much of my eyes coming in and out of
between us takes the heat away and I can’t feel                                                                  Instead, I am just existing.                              room just minutes before.
anything. There is only a sense of something            focus against my will, as she asked questions about
missing.                                                my dissociation. Instead of her face, I could only       People who could be considered my friends leave           I try to forget the look on my mother’s face when
                                                        find a collection of shapes before me. There was         passive-aggressive messages on my phone and in            she saw me in the kitchen this morning, eyes
Instead of moving, I stand there watching a family
                                                        no way to arrange the floating figures that would        social media posts. My name is not among their            carrying dark bags and lips mumbling an old song.
walk up the street. Their laughter is the first sound
                                                        make them take the form of a person. The feeling         words, but reading between them I find only their         If I hadn’t known better, I would have believed she
I have heard from a living being all day.
                                                        that something is deeply wrong with me echoed in         resentment and anger towards me.                          was looking at the ghost of her child.
It is 4:30pm.                                           my chest again.
                                                                                                                 But I cannot connect to these people. There is no         But I’m not dead yet.
The only thing that matters is that the day ends                                                                 life in their voices to me, no matter how hard I listen
without me realising.                                                                                            for it. Despite the endless hours I have spent in their
                                                        Day Ten – Sixteen Empty Glasses
                                                                                                                 presence, they don’t feel real. Nothing feels real,
                                                        I hear footsteps in the corridor and pull the door of    not even the pulse on my wrist or the marks on my
Day Two - Four Empty Glasses                            the cupboard tighter towards me. My sister’s voice       body that tell stories only my therapist will ever
                                                        repeats my name, over and over again. I try to count     hear from me.
In the first glass, dust is gathering in the tiny bit
                                                        them but the world fades to an empty void before
of water that remains. It should disgust me. The
                                                        I get past ten.
part of my brain that registers those kinds of things
has disappeared and shows no signs of returning         She checks every room and doesn’t try to hide the
anytime soon.                                           smell of pizza and other food. I think she has left it
                                                        in the kitchen – an attempt to clear her conscience
My phone has missed calls, but I don’t remember         after everything that has happened.
hearing it ringing.
                                                        Her presence finally approaches the room I am
While switching endlessly between TV channels,          hidden in. She enters and then becomes silent.
flashes of the news appear. They tell stories of        I can’t see what she’s doing, but she cannot know
raging fires, floods and the 20s beginning eerily       I am here. An entire lifetime passes before she
like the decade did a century ago. Reporters’ words     sighs and leaves, taking her noises and leaving the
                                                        food behind.
sit together in the air, desperate to be heard but
waiting to be forgotten in an hour.

I fall back into bed, hoping that this time I make it
out of this void before the due date passes.

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SHORT STORY

                                                                                    SIAHNE HILLS
                                                                                                                     Stories
I See
I see a person. Their head is down. Their gaze is on        ‘What the hell? They’re struggling.’                     ‘No, no. It’s alright. You don’t have to leave,’ I say,
the screen in front of them. They are alone. They                                                                    ‘I just wanted to know what you were listening to?’
                                                            They shrugged. ‘So? Everyone’s struggling with
have their shoulders hunched. They don’t look up.
                                                            something. But you don’t see others losing               They smiled. ‘Ah, um. “Mister Simple” by Super
I hesitate, I take a step forward, I hesitate again. I’ve                                                            Junior.’
                                                            their shit.’
seen this person. I’ve seen them around. I’ve walked
                                                                                                                     ‘K-Pop? Do you like K-Pop?’ I asked.
past them before. I see a person. I don’t know them,        I see a person. They look up, they offer a shy smile,
but I want to know them. I stop. I’ve been told things      they look away. They appeared to be working on           ‘Y… yeah,’ they replied.
about them before. I’ve been told not to speak to           something. I take another step forward. Would they
                                                                                                                     Their gaze was trained on the table surface in front
them. To not play into their “drama”.                       mind if I spoke to them?
                                                                                                                     of them. They were still smiling. ‘It makes me happy.
                                                            ‘Just keep walking. They’ll tell you their life story.   I don’t feel alone when I listen to the music,’ they
                                                            You don’t want that,’ I’d heard someone say.             offered. They looked up at me. I smiled, I listened.
‘Have you heard?’ Someone had asked me.
                                                            ‘But what if they want someone to listen?’               I listened as they told me how they felt sad because
‘No? Heard what?’ I’d replied.
                                                                                                                     they felt they had no friends. They told me how
                                                            ‘You don’t need their drama.’
‘They were crying in the bathroom.’                                                                                  they were teased, how sometimes it was hard for
                                                            ‘How is listening encouraging drama?’                    them to get up in the morning. They told me how
‘What over?’
                                                                                                                     sometimes they wished they could disappear. That
                                                            ‘Like I said: you don’t need their drama.’
‘I don’t know,’ they’d said with a shrug. ‘Does it                                                                   sometimes it was better when they were alone. I
really matter?’                                             I see a person. I want to help them. I want to support   held my hand out for them to take.
                                                            them. I’d turned to the person who had spoken with
‘Well, yeah. What if something is wrong?’                                                                            ‘Did you want to get a coffee with me? We can talk
                                                            me and said, ‘I’m done listening to your bullshit. I’d
                                                                                                                     more.’
‘Why would something be wrong? They always do               rather support someone. Not listen to gossip.’
this. They just want attention.’                                                                                     I see a person. The person is smiling. They take my
                                                            I see a person. They’re at a table and huddled into
                                                                                                                     hand and grip it tight. ‘I’d really like that,’ they said.
I take a step forward. I see a person. I want to see if     a corner. They have headphones on. I wonder what
they are alright. They’re crying. Hands over their          type of music they’re listening to.                      I see a person. They are not alone.
face. I want to help them.
                                                            I take a step forward. I’m close to them now. What
‘They ran out of class,’ someone had whispered to           if I’m bothering them? What if they’re busy? I take
me.                                                         a breath. I keep going. I sit opposite them. They                                                          ART
                                                            look up at me. They appear surprised – their eyes
‘What happened?’ I asked.
                                                            wide and soon they’re looking around. They start to                                     JADE CARR
‘They lost their shit.’                                     pack away their things. Laptop, books, pencil case.
                                                            I motion for them to stop.
‘Did anyone bother to see if they were okay?’

‘Why? They’re always like this. They’ll get over it.’

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                                                                               STACEY LOWE                                                                                                JOSHUA MENDES
While I’m sitting at my desk, I look up and              I would never write a word”. I wanted to encourage     Be the change that you want to see in the world.         Just spread positivity and wholesomeness to other
sometimes people passing by makes me smile.              students to just start.                                Be the change you want to see in yourself and for        people that you come in contact with, honestly,
I enjoy that passing parade of people. I guess I                                                                others to see. I started being the better version        like I’m not doing it just for myself. I want to make
                                                         Another time, as students were getting back
wonder what’s going on for them, especially as                                                                  of myself when I started posting more memes.             as many friends as possible, sure, but I feel so
                                                         to their assignments, and maybe not getting the
the semester goes on. So, this is just a little idea                                                            I noticed other people seeing that as well, and I        damn happy seeing people happy in their own lives
                                                         results that they were hoping for, I used a Japanese
I had for hopefully communicating something                                                                     didn’t even know I was making these impacts              and for them spreading that positivity to others.
                                                         proverb which said, “fall seven times, stand
positive and supportive to people walking past.                                                                 on people’s lives when I started off. I initially        Being able to connect with people – not just by
                                                         up eight”.
One of my team members, Aislinn, helped me take                                                                 didn’t even know people were even looking at my          talking to them, but through the memes they post,
it from an idea to an action by buying me window         All sorts of things are on the wall that hopefully     memes – it was just my outlet of dealing with uni        through the songs they sing and through their
crayons. Now every week I try to write a different       mean something to students when they walk past.        and stuff like that. When I got the message from the     statuses on Facebook – being able to connect with
quote on the window.                                     Not just students — anyone who sees it when they       (StalkerSpace) mods to be a mod, I knew that I could     people is amazing. I love seeing all that wholesome
                                                         wander past my office window!                          use that platform to help others relax, relate to each   and supportive stuff online. So that’s definitely one
Hopefully, it gives people a feeling of solidarity,
                                                                                                                other, find joy in this busy world and to hopefully      of the things I’ve been doing, I just love to help make
community and understanding so they know that
                                                                                                                help others become better versions of themselves.        a positive impact on people’s lives everywhere, and
they are not alone. I try to choose quotes for certain
                                                                                                                                                                         I’m happy that my memes are doing just that.
times of the semester. When assessments are really
busy, I try to choose a “just keep going, you will get                                                                                                                   My definition of success is your level of happiness
there” sort of quote.                                                                                                                                                    within yourself. It’s the level of how happy you are
                                                                                                                                                                         with how things are going in your life. If you are
I collect quotes in my notebook. I get them from
                                                                                                                                                                         living up to your potential, then how well are you
students or friends – anything I come across. Some
                                                                                                                                                                         living up to your potential? Everyone wants to be
are very academic, some are not. The first one I ever
                                                                                                                                                                         the best they can, and that’s fine, but if you can
wrote was from Winnie the Pooh, for O-Week. It
                                                                                                                                                                         define what your core best is and how happy you
said, “promise me you’ll always remember you are
                                                                                                                                                                         are with your own scale, I would definitely consider
braver than you believe, stronger than you seem
                                                                                                                                                                         that as success. Being the best version of yourself,
and smarter than you think”. I was trying to address
                                                                                                                                                                         not to others, but to yourself, is an incredibly
the nerves of starting at uni.
                                                                                                                                                                         reflective experience. If that version of yourself
Early on in the second semester of 2019, I started                                                                                                                       can also spread positivity to others and to help
with a Stephen King quote that said, “the scariest                                                                                                                       them become the best version of themselves as
moment is always just before you start”.                                                                                                                                 well; then that’s just beautiful. It makes the whole
                                                                                                                                                                         world beautiful as well, one person at a time.
A not her quote I used wa s j ust b efore
peak assessment time. It was a Margaret
Atwood quote: “If I waited for perfection,

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                                                                                            INTERVIEW             Tell us about your most rewarding moment with             You must be living a pretty busy life in the USA. How
                                                                                                                  Roo Coffee.                                               do you spend your days off?
                                                                                  EM READMAN                      For me, it’s the everyday moments! I love seeing          My days off are few and far between! I wish I could
                                                                                                                  our customers connect and build friendships with          say I spent my days off on exciting adventures, but I

Queensland To
                                                                                                                  each other. In the last month, I’ve witnessed two         honestly value my downtime so much and just want
                                                                                                                  of our regulars collaborate and record a song and         to chill out! You’ll probably find me at Barnsdall
                                                                                                                  the neighborhood mums join together to create a           Art Park enjoying the sunshine while listening to
                                                                                                                  “moms club”. It’s the little things that really make      Science Vs or Making Sense, trawling the shelves
                                                                                                                  what we’ve created so special.                            at The Last Bookstore trying to uncover an obscure

California
                                                                                                                                                                            book about the Kennedy Family, or devouring a
                                                                                                                  What’s your go-to coffee order?
                                                                                                                                                                            cocktail at Bar Stella with friends.
                                                                                                                  In LA: always a 16oz Iced Oat Latte (from Roo, of
                                                                                                                                                                            If there was one piece of advice you wish you’d
                                                                                                                  course). When I’m back in Brisbane: an 8oz whole
                                                                                                                                                                            received while in university, what would it be?
                                                                                                                  milk latte from Dovetail!
                                                                                                                                                                            My mentor once told me that you’ll always be

Elyse Goyen                                                                                                       Vogue called your café one of the best places to eat in
                                                                                                                  Los Angeles. How does that make you feel?

                                                                                                                  I definitely get warm and fuzzy when I see Roo
                                                                                                                                                                            juggling multiple balls and if you drop one, you
                                                                                                                                                                            can always pick it back up. I own two businesses
                                                                                                                                                                            operating across two different continents (and
                                                                                                                  covered in media! We’ve worked so hard to create          timezones). I try to work out five times a week,
Elyse Goyen is a QUT Alumni with one of the best          20. I never got to take a gap year, study abroad        a beautiful community space, and it’s amazing to          sleep eight hours a night, maintain a social life, keep
claims to fame our University has ever seen: she          or go on a Contiki Tour (which was the trip de          be recognised for that.                                   in touch with friends in Australia, be a good-ish
made fairy bread cool in America. I sat down with         jour) - so it felt like the right time to make a move                                                             daughter and FaceTime my parents once a week.
Elyse to talk about Southern California, Vogue, Roo       and explore a new city.                                                                                           But finding balance is hard—you can’t always be
Coffee and her Brisbane roots.                                                                                                                                              perfect—so remembering that sometimes you’ll
                                                          What do you miss most about Brisbane?
                                                                                                                                                                            drop a ball, but it’s OK, definitely helps when I feel
What did you study at QUT and when did you
                                                          Absolutely the people! My family and oldest friends                                                               like I’m failing in one aspect of my life.
graduate?
                                                          are all still in Brisbane, so I’m very thankful for
I graduated in 2012 with a double degree in Business      FaceTime. I miss the beautiful sunrise over the city
(Public Relations) and Journalism.                        during a morning run at Kangaroo Point, walking
                                                          under the trees on James Street in the Spring, and
Which parts of your degree best prepared you for
                                                          of course Beccofino’s Duck Ragu.
the career you have now?
                                                          So, Roo Coffee. Where did the idea to start an Aussie
I don’t necessarily think the degree itself can
                                                          café in Southern California come from?
fully prepare you for a future career, however I do
believe that university helps you develop a valuable      We’d been travelling to LA for Future Fantastic for a
skill set that allows you to navigate the professional    number of years with plans to set up an office here,
working landscape. Whether it’s honing your               and could never find good coffee. Initially our plan
written communication skills, working in a team           for Roo was to have a coffee cupboard with an office
and managing various personalities, forming an            in the back, but we found our Silver Lake location
educated opinion and learning to effectively share        and that plan went straight out the window!
that opinion. I started my first business, Future
                                                          Tell us about your biggest hurdle to overcome
Fantastic (formerly the felix & slink group), while
                                                          opening Roo Coffee.
I was studying at QUT – so one of the biggest
and most important lessons I learned was time             There have honestly been so many, but certainly
management and prioritisation.                            navigating the US credit system has been one of
                                                          the more challenging hurdles. It would be remiss
What made you head to Los Angeles?
                                                          of me not to mention securing work authorisation
I’d wanted to live in LA for as long as I can remember.   among other administrative dramas!
When we started Future Fantastic, I had just turned

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                                                                                             INTERVIEW              How has the work you made during your degrees             not to the highest bidder… that’s how democracy
                                                                                                                    developed your craft to what it is now, and how do        is meant to work, right? We can’t give them the
                                                                                  EM READMAN                        you think your formative work will manifest itself        option to not consider us. So, what place does art
                                                                                                                    in later exhibitions?                                     hold? We can reflect the world we experience,
                                                                                                                                                                              but we can also robustly engage in the discourse.
                                                                                                                    Budget allowing, I just want to make it bigger, install

Art As A Living,
                                                                                                                    in more public locations and engage more directly.        Tell us a bit about your 2019 group exhibition,
                                                                                                                                                                              ‘Status Unknown.’
                                                                                                                    Has the art you’ve created always been inherently
                                                                                                                    political?                                                Status Unknown is the product of a collaboration
                                                                                                                                                                              between myself and Brisbane artist Matthew
                                                                                                                    Yeah. I’ve always been fascinated by the spectacle of
                                                                                                                                                                              Newkirk. I had admired his work for many years,

Political Being
                                                                                                                    politics, and affecting change through direct action
                                                                                                                                                                              and one day out of the blue he got in touch with
                                                                                                                    and art.
                                                                                                                                                                              me via email asking if I was interested in working
                                                                                                                    As a trans individual, my existence is, unfortunately,    on something – which was a huge honour!
                                                                                                                    inherently political. I feel like there is no choice      A year later, we were installing our exhibition
                                                                                                                    but to engage in the struggle and work to reshape         in Fortitude Valley, comprising documentation
                                                                                                                                                                              of various instances of protest in public spaces

Aden Sargeant
                                                                                                                    this political mainframe that perpetuates such
                                                                                                                    injustice. Evidently, the system as it exists             around Queensland. The exhibition would go
                                                                                                                    is not adequate in addressing the mounting crises         on to generate some controversy, involving the office
                                                                                                                    we face: water, fire, land degradation, climate,          of the Queensland Premier. In short, we displayed
                                                                                                                    the injustice wrought in our names on Indigenous          work critical of the fascistic anti-protester laws
Aden Sargeant is a Meanjin (Brisbane) based visual       I use scale to provoke affect in my work, and that         Australians, refugees, migrants, people of colour
artist, musician and graphic designer.                   colossal space with the tall ceiling and rigging           and queer people.
                                                         system was a dream to occupy. I installed my               In our current political climate, what place do you
Through installations of sculpture, audio and
                                                         artwork ‘Slope 3 (Live Room) 2019’, comprising a           think art, of any medium, holds in the discussion of
video, Aden’s work responds to her disillusionment
                                                         mammoth PVC banner hanging from the ceiling                who gets to (mis)lead us?
with the dysfunctions of the Australian political
                                                         to the floor, which was projection mapped with
establishment by reframing the elements of                                                                          Think about how politically active other industries
                                                         excruciating intricacy with the help of The Block
political spectacle. Graduating from her QUT                                                                        and interest groups are. Banks, mining corporations
                                                         tech team. The work displays what one viewer               and weapons manufacturers are right this second
Bachelor of Fine Arts degree in 2017, she is currently
                                                         described as ‘the axis of our times’: The Extinction       applying a chokehold grip on our governments
undergoing a Master of Philosophy candidature at
                                                         Rebellion logo, juxtaposed with an infinitely              through lobbying. Leaders should answer to us,
the same institution. I sat down with Aden to talk
                                                         spinning, projected Maltese Cross – which you may
art, politics and the convalescence of the two.
                                                         recognise from the Queensland State flag. Here, the
So, Aden, tell us a bit about your relationship with     State has fallen, and the XR logo is spot lit and aloft,
QUT and the School of Creative Practice.                 glowing like a beacon.
I began study at QUT in 2015. These days I am
working on my Masters project and tutoring
Creative Industries units. I want to start my
Doctorate next year, all going to plan…

How have you found the transition from being
taught at QUT to teaching?

I love it so much. I get to engage with students
from all the different majors encompassed in the
Bachelor of Fine Arts, which is so fulfilling as a
multimedia artist and designer myself.

What is your favourite artwork you have created
as a student?
                                                              Aden Sargeant, Slope 3 (Live Room) 2019
Working in The Block last year on ‘Excerpts’ was
great. That’s that huge sound stage where they                Behind: Guy Lobwein, Stolen Valour I, II
do the fashion graduate showcases and so on.

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