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Apr. 26th, 2007 06:17 pm
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Over the queen's birthday long weekend in June (7-11), Melbourne is hosting 'Camp Betty: A Weekend of Radical Sex and Politics'. 
Camp Betty will include a series of workshops, talks, skill-shares, reading  groups, debates, and historical explorations. The aim is to interrogate questions of sex and gender - how we think about them, talk about them, do and live them. 
Sex and gender are obviously crucial in thinking of our identities, bodies, and relationships to others and the world. We also think they are crucial to an understanding of other political questions, like the war on terror or capitalism. It is these centralities that we want to explore. 
Understanding the importance of sex and gender and incorporating this in our own lives and the world around us is crucial for radical politics. To figure out how to do this, we need to talk, strategise, learn from each other, share our skills and knowledge and challenge our ideas and those of people around us. 
We want to dismantle the idea that  these questions are only interesting or important to the usual suspects who care about this stuff (queers and womyn); anyone who's  interested in struggle,  change, sex, gender or art should come and participate in discussions, share skills, debate, and learn. 
We want to dissect boring ideas of politics-as-usual that say DIY jam-making workshops, BDSM sex and talking about capitalism have nothing to do with each other. We want a weekend  where you don't have to have a uni degree to talk about politics or revolution, and where discussions aren't totally removed from our day-to-day lives. 'Talking' and 'doing'  are part of the same process. 
We want to challenge ourselves to learn new skills, change our ideas, meet strangers, throw away our preconceptions, make links, and embarkon new projects. 
And that's where you come in. Make a suggestion of a workshop you'd like to see, or even better organise one yourself. We're happy to help make it all happen by putting you in touch with others who have similar ideas, or scheduling your workshop at a time that suits you. 
Email us at for more information or to talk about ideas.

Camp Betty Workshop Information – What we need to know to confirm and schedule your workshop
What is the title of the workshop/activity/event/session?
(If you don't have a catchy title, a basic description will do.)

Who's presenting and organising it? What's your email address so we can contact you?
(If there's more than one person, you can give all the contact details, or just nominate one person to be the main contact for us.)
What's going to happen? Is it a workshop, seminar, talk, film screening, skill-share?

What's the point? How does this fit into the weekend?
(This is where you can give us your blurb to let people know what you're hoping to get out of it)

Do you want us to organise a space for you or do you already have a location in mind?

Is there a time over the weekend that is best for you? How long do you want your workshop scheduled for?
(Camp Betty will be going from Thursday evening to Monday afternoon. At the moment, we're probably scheduling most of the workshops on Friday and Saturday.)

What do you need?
(This includes everything from the type of space/venue, chairs, equipment, projector, video etc. We can't promise to be able to provide everything but we can definitely try to work stuff out.)

Are you interested in contributing to the reader or in distributing some material to people before the weekend?

Is there anything else that you wanted to know, or that we can help with?


Aug. 4th, 2006 10:54 pm
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oh wow.

today was really full and i was afraid i had overcommitted myself.

yesterday i got chemotherapy injected into me. i slept too little last night, and i had an appointment with someone at 1pm for 1 hour of web work in clifton hill, and then there was the four films i was going to see this afternoon and evening for the festival. what eventuated was

  • missing the first film, as the sun begins to set
  • seeing muskrat lovely and laughing out loud.
  • walking out of acmi expecting to sit with my favourite tree at birrarung for a cigarette, but instead i heard the sound of drums and i followed it. the sound lead me to a lovely drumming circle, where there was a bunch of beautiful djembe's waiting for me. i chose one, sat down and felt the beat and drummed for a good hour. my amazon arms were strong and didn't tire. my fingers and hands were so pissed at me though. oh my god. the swelling. arthritis + 1 hour with a djembe = fat fingers, swollen knuckles.
  • saw slavica with a mystery man. we waved and smiled.
  • i walked away from the drumming with my backpack on. i tried to keep my hands high near my neck to try and help with the swelling. i smiled my way to the festival lounge at the forum, bought a drink, found a booth and opened my lappy, hoping for some wireless. no luck. roll smoke. avoid people you have a sketchy connection with by walking the long way around.
  • sat by the river, smoked said cigarette. admired the trees, the water and the colour of the new night sky.
  • tram to bourke street to the see the next two films.
  • while waiting at the bottom of the greater union cinema stairs (special cripple treatment), i met the only other cripple there. she seemed smiley so i said hello, you are a cripple also, hooray. i asked what was her thing, why she couldn't manage the stairs. she said something about bung knees and i asked her more directly what her diagnoses was. WOW. she has a congenital condition which makes her knees dislocate!!!! i was like WHAT!!??!! that is so exciting! ME TOO!! her name was francis, nearly a crone, certainly an amazon. her son and her sister and her grandmother all have it too. she and her sister are so scared of having the aprehension test that they refuse to see doctors about their knees. it was so damned good and affirming to hear these same things i am going through aren't unique experiences. i listened to this womyn, twice my age. i think the goddess bought her to me to soothe my fears.
  • two more crazy things happened after that. they were okay. one was a wacky coincidence. the other was drunken 14 year old emo girls reading out my back patch: LOVE YOUR BODY and my front heart shaped patch over my heart saying REVOLUTION BEGINS HERE.
now i am home on my bed and very fucked and very sore and very swollen in various places, but i am really happy. i had a good day today. they don't avail themselves very often (because of my relationship with sleep) but fuck i really did have a good time. i am proud of myself for letting go and drumming my heart out in public. and that i got out of bed this morning, feeling so sick i thought i would vomit on my client's computer. i rock for saying FUCK YOU to the parts of my body that were being mean and having a great day despite it paying me back double right now.

tomorrow? a film, and maybe seeing bron and soma.
and definately sleeping more.
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Free piercings all winter at the piercing urge in smellbourne. Changes from week to week. This week it is navels. I shall wait until it's cart time and then i will go get my conches done over. Nice and big. Yummy.



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