Silas James as Bar-Fly in Barney Kiernan’s, Bloomsday in Melbourne 2011
is the time of worldwide Joycean events, especially in Melbourne. In 2011
Bloomsday in Melbourne produced a theatrical piece about nationalism, Irish and
other, centred on the Cyclops episode of Ulysses. My subsequent report
(re-published this day on this blog) is what Max Richards (1937-2016) refers to
in the oepning of his email of the 19th of June 2011, three days after Bloomsday.
Max had celebrated the Day at Geelong Art Gallery, where various events to do
with James Joyce had been enacted, including a show of artworks by Barry
I shall read
your Bloomsday report tonight, most likely, keenly.
Here is a mixture of fragments of the Geelong experience...
I was asked weeks ago to provide the Gallery with a ‘bio note’ so they’d
introduce me accurately.
This is what I wrote – I was sorry not to hear it read out. What the others
provided I dunno...
as a toddler was photographed sitting on his Irish migrant grandfather Robert
Guthrie’s knee while he did not sing the Donegal version of Finnegans Wake.
He first read Ulysses under the great Robert Burns scholar, Thomas
Crawford, at Auckland University. Tom once knocked on the convent door in
Greymouth New Zealand and asked to see James Joyce’s sister the nun. He was
Max has visited the Burns Country, John Keats House, Walter Scott’s house, the
Bronte Country, the Yeats Country, but never Dublin!
At La Trobe University he once supervised a feminist research essay on Joyce
and the women in Ulysses.
Max writes poems set in New Zealand, Scotland, England, the United States, and
Australia, but not so far Dublin.
Oh maybe it’s as well they didn’t use it.
Next: as already reported to another:
Meanwhile in Geelong, Bloomsday was celebrated quietly compared with the Melbourne shenanigans run by Frances Devlin Glass.
The room showing the joycean (etc) artworks of Barry Gillard filled with
lunch-hour folk nicely. The mistress of ceremonies welcomed us all to 'Bloomsburyday'.
Those of us who noticed kept a straight face and she went uncorrrected.
Gillard spoke briefly about his inspiration and his mysterious artworks, all of
which have inscriptions, some of them joycean, others blakean, others...
Reading second of the three in the Geelong Gallery in the presence of Barry Gillard and his art works packed with literary allusion, Joyce, Blake and more... I didn't exceed my eight minute word limit, got some laughs from the paras chosen from Mr Leopold Bloom ate with relish etc.
But Marilyn said I mismanaged the mike, just as I did recently at the wedding
in the Chloe room of Young&Jacksons struggling with the bridal couple's choice
from the Sentimental Bloke, the chapter called ‘Hitched’...
Immediately spent my fee on lunch for three at Ripples overlooking the water, Marilyn's old friend Marilyn Mcinnes having come up from St Leonards. Her experience at the gallery didn't make her want to tackle Ulysses. The dessert was snapped for M's facebook page.
Later, at Brendan and Alison Ryan’s Highton house, recently they sold up in
Portarlington and are still settling, we had a good chat with Gillard, a
Reservoir boy, who like me has yet to visit Dublin. He is clearly an educated
and driven artist, with deep connections with what he reads. I felt his works
attractive but confusing, and hope they will be shown beyond Geelong.
Scrappy report this, maybe other aspects worth mention will come to mind later.
Very best from Max
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