Saturday, January 31, 2009

Contacts...


Day 31
Originally uploaded by librarianidol

Last night, I was doing some tidying up around the flat, and I discovered an unopened set of contact lenses. I hadn't worn contacts in over two years. It's not that I had a problem with them, they just seemed like more trouble than they were worth, and being a librarian, wearing glasses always seemed more... well, fitting to the role.

What's more, in my humble opinion, this is my current theory of eye-wear fashion...

HOT <------------------------------------------------------------------------>NOT
Glasses_______________No Glasses_____________Bug-eye sunglasses

Anyway, I felt like going out last night, to a venue with a band that could perceivably involve a bit of thrashing around on the dancefloor, so I thought, "Why not?" and set about putting my contacts in.

Fifteen minutes later, they were sitting on my eyeballs quite comfortably, and I went into town.

Anyway, later that night, I found myself talking to a girl who had seen me at a few gigs, and she made a comment along the lines of, "You look completely different without glasses - it's like you've got a completely different personality. Less... I dunno... librarian-y."
"So is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I asked.
"Umm... it's just... different."
And she gave me the kind of smile that generally makes me blush and run away quickly.

So, dear readers? What do you think? Do you prefer to wear glasses or contacts? Would you wear contacts out of vanity or practicality? Do you think glasses add character, or are they something that people hide their true colours behind, begging for a romantic comedy makeover?

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Incidentally, today marks four years of full-time work in libraries. Is it retirement time yet?

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

On Heat...

I am, from time to time, mocked by Melbournites for living somewhere which is generally regarded as "too hot". There are times, where I'd agree. But not today. Today, it's currently 30 degrees outside.

Now, compare this with the current weather in Melbourne. Today, they're looking at a maximum of 41 degrees, and then, in the next 3 days, expecting temperatures of 43, 40 and 40. It's been hailed as the worst heat wave since the Great Heat Wave of 1908!

This morning, I was doing some research on the Great Heat Wave of 1908, for a library client. I love newspaper reports from the olden days. Here are some selections...

The Argus, Friday January 17, 1908
ANOTHER HOT DAY.
RECORD FOR THE SEASON
106.7 IN THE SHADE
NO CHANGE TILL SATURDAY

The people of Melbourne walked the city streets yesterday in spiritless fashion, so enervated by the blazing head that not even the 5 o'clock train had its usual attraction. The day was one of great disappointment...

...Before a temperature of 105deg, is reached there is much that can be said; afterwards the only possible thing to do is to sit down quietly and say nothing. Speech is superfluous...


RECORD DEMAND FOR ICE
1,200 TONS A WEEK

The amount of ice that left Mssrs. Senitt Bros.' factory last week - 220 tons - was a record for the firm. But it will probably be beaten this week, for the output of yesterday alone was nearly 60 tons. "And if this weather only continues for a few days more," said the manager, Mr. Tatchell, cheerfully, "then all the reserve stock in Melbourne will be used up."

FRESH-AIR SEEKERS
ST. KILDA AT NIGHT

...White-frocked girls, who have passed the day listless and heavy-eyed, chat and laugh as they trip along the Esplanade and pier. Theirs are the unconquerable spirits of youth. And even as they laugh their defiance at the heat the suggestion of a breeze rewards their indifference. So they chatter the more, and when they meet the latest "boy" - by accident, of course - the heat has no place in their memory...

...One fact stands out clearly - Melbourne men are slow to adopt seasonable dress. Here and there a white suit is seen, but in almost nine cases out of ten heavy suits and high vests are the favoured male attire...

And then, the next day, it got hotter...

The Argus, Saturday January 18, 1908
THE HOTTEST DAY
109.3 IN THE SHADE
BUBBLING ROADWAYS

...Citizens sought in vain for a comfortable and cool means of travelling. The leather lining of the cabs was almost too hot to touch, the atmosphere inside the tram-cars was stifling, and even the breeze created by the fast-moving trains brought no relief, for the wind was so hot that the motionless atmosphere of the closed carriage was almost preferable. With one common foe to fight, passengers relaxed all stiffness. Hats, coats, and vests were thrown off, even collars and ties were removed in the endeavour to make the train journeys bearable...

...Rules regarding dress were disregarded in all institutions. Public officers transacted business in their shirt-sleeves, and often minus collar and tie. Event court discipline bent before the heat, and Mr. Cresswell, P.M., appeared on the city bench with a fan in his hand...

People got grumpy...

The Argus, Monday, January 20, 1908
FIVE DAYS OVER 100DEG.
A RECORD FOR MELBOURNE.
FURTHER HEAT PREDICTED.

...On Saturday, hardly anyone bothered about the temperature. The people were too listless. The man who inquired the temperature got a curt answer. "I don't know," the business man would reply snappishly. "I don't suppose it's as hot as yesterday, but it's more trying. I'm tired of the heat and the dust and the tar-steam. and - I hate the sight of a thermometer."

And then beach chaos ensued...

The Age, Monday, January 20, 1908
EVENING AT THE BEACH
REFRESHING THE CHILDREN

It would have been hard to estimate the thousands who on Saturday and Sunday nights croded the foreshores with scarcely a break from Port Melbourne to Sandringham. Four lines of trams and two railways carried them in hordes. And they came also in all sorts of private conveyances, from the costermonger's cart lit with a candle in a bottle, to the gorgeous motor car blazing with dazzling light. At Port Melbourne and South Melbourne the Esplanade and sand were crowded with hot and tired people. In places at St. Kilda it was not easy to move about, so dense was the crush...

SLEEPING IN THE OPEN
MANY HUNDREDS SPEND THE NIGHTS ON THE BEACH.

The overpowering heat has been responsible in Melbourne for a distinct departure from the usual practice in regard to sleeping arrangements. Hundreds of families have deserted their bedrooms, distributing themselves on the balconies in beds made on the flooring boards; on verandahs, slung in hammocks; on the lawns at the backs and fronts of houses, in public gardens, and on the shores of the Bay...

...The hot weather has settled in four or five nights the mixed bathing question. People of opposite sexes do not now query whether companionship in the water is right or wrong. They just dress appropriately, bathe together, and find no one is particularly scandalised...

...On the Mordialloc pier a like spectale was to be seen. When the local constable went home after 1 a.m. from meeting the last train, visitors and ordinary residents were resorting there by dozens, and they remained like Patience on the proverbial monument, peering into space from the structure when it again became light. All down the eastern shore of the Bay people, trying to catch cool respiration, sprawled all Saturday night on the sands...

...Every one who slept on the sand no doubt found it an agreeable experience until dawn. Then a want of unanimity was manifested as to shaking off dull sloth and early rising. Scores of vital young men were up at peep of day, bathing boisterously near the short and indulging in all kinds of horse play just when other people wanted most to be asleep...

So, Melbourne peeps of 2009... how are you handling the heat?

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

January 26th...


Day 26
Originally uploaded by librarianidol

You know what makes me proud to be an Australian? When Melina Marchetta wins the Printz Award for (On the) Jellicoe Road.

And Margo Lanagan's Tender Morsels is named a Printz Honour Book.

So awesome.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

And on a lighter note, a meme...

Stolen from John Green's blog with a twist... it felt a little self-indulgent to Google my name, so I've substituted Andrew with Librarians...

Librarians need a better apologetic.

Librarians look like Pamela Lee.

Librarians say the dardnest things.

Librarians want to turn us all into privacy fiends.

Librarians do it by the book.

Librarians hate federated searching.

Librarians ask about taping copyrighted television programmes for educational use.

Librarians like reading lists.

Librarians eat questions for breakfast.

Librarians wear a Psychic Hood and carry a Force Weapon and have access to the Space Marine Armoury.

Librarians were arrested for the alleged crime of opening libraries, and thousands of books in their collections, including copies of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, books by George Orwell and other classic works of freedom, were labeled "subversive" and ordered to be seized or burned by the Cuban courts.

Librarians love banned books.

What do you think?

Our land abounds in nature strips...

Firstly, I preface everything I'm about to say with the statement: I love Australia. I identify with being an Australian, and I am passionate about working toward making our society great. Relative to the rest of the world, we live in extremely fortunate circumstances, and we should embrace this.

However, I hate Australia Day.

Well, more to the point, I hate the way that it's celebrated.
Let me count the ways:

- Wearing the Australian Flag as a cape.
- Getting drunk and abusive, and then laughing it off, like the good old Aussie larrikin that you are.
- Flaunting one's white heritage as an excuse to intimidate and attack people who look "less Aussie" than you.
- Sexism. Even if yelling at sheilas to "show us yer tits" is just part of being a true-blue Aussie.
- Screaming "Aussie, Aussie, Aussie! Oi, Oi, Oi!" like it means something.

I hate the fact that I can't go into town to attend Flickerfest at the BCC Cinema in Mitchell Street tomorrow evening, because the streets will be crawling with beer-fuelled racist faux-nationalistic bogans, and I simply don't feel safe.

I hate the way that many people see "Australia Day" as an excuse to be a belligerent, prejudiced morons.

Because there is so much that we should be proud of as Australians.

So, I issue the challenge out to you all. Celebrate Australia as the clever country that it is.

Fight the cultural cringe, and read some good Australian Literature. Modern Australian Literature. There's a lot of it out there, and it's brilliant, world-class writing.

Reflect on the great things that Australians have done in the field of science.

Appreciate the freedoms that we have, for living in a democratic society, led by a freely-elected government. For all its flaws, it's still pretty top-knotch, and we have the power, as citizens, to hold them accountable without fear of political persecution.

Think of those things that Australia a great place, as a country of cultural diversity and intelligent discourse. Embrace it. Celebrate it. Be proud of it.


Oh, and Gong Hei Fat Choi! :)

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Gig news...

There's been a bit of a hiatus in performances for me... after the logistical stress of the Zombie Burlesque show last year, and a couple of soul-destroying corporate gigs, I've taken a bit of time off to recouperate and regroup my thoughts.

However, that's about to change...

One Night Only!

LIBRARIAN IDOL

As part of the Somerset International Conference for Librarians.

6:30pm, Monday March 16th
Radisson Resort, Gold Coast
Entry: Free for delegates, all others $10.

This will be a special show, featuring my favourite parts of the original show, as well as a few new things that I've been working on...

I'm excited. :)

Thursday, January 15, 2009

"He'll make you a mix-tape, to give you a clue..."

I like making mix-tapes for people.

Well, in this day and age, I make mix-CD’s, but “mix-CD” doesn’t roll off the tongue quite as well as “mix-tape”. But in spite of the format-shift, its form and purpose is generally the same.

Why? Well, like any good librarian, I like to share. It’s like compiling a good reading list (which I also like to do), or an anthology of short stories, except that it’s much easier. And much more personal.

A mix-tape will almost always tell a story. Or a number of stories. Every track evokes a certain combination of feelings, and putting them in a particular order takes the listener down a certain emotional path. However, it’s also a gift from me to another person. It could say a number of things, such as “I’m thinking of you”, “I’m sorry”, “I think you’re awesome”, “I miss you”, “I know what you’re going through”, or “I’ve got a big old nerdy crush on you”.

Of course, there’s also the need to impress the recipient of said mix-tape with one’s knowledge and taste in music. It’s important to have a good number of well-known-but-not-too-popular tracks, which the listener can instantly relate to, as well as a number of awesome-but-obscure tracks with which you can “educate” and expand the listener’s range of tastes. I also occasionally like to put in a really sappy power-ballad in there, if it’s appropriate.

And, of course, along with the actual tape / CD, there is the sleeve. I like to hand-make mine, using a combination of amateur scrapbooking techniques, and / or hand-drawn images, from love-hearts to zombies-fighting-unicorns, depending on the sentiment of said mix-tape.

Of course, there are circumstances in which a mix-tape will always fail. I have to confess that I once compiled a mix-tape that was designed to win back an ex-girlfriend, hoping that if I played it in the background whilst we were catching up, it would send subliminal messages, compelling her to come back to me. It didn’t work.

Anyway, here’s a track-listing for a mix-tape that I recently made for a friend. You may be able to detect an underlying theme / narrative. Any guesses as to what it might be? :)

1. First breath after a coma – Explosions in the sky
2. I know it’s over – The Smiths
3. I’m not that girl – Idina Menzel
4. Fake plastic trees – Radiohead
5. Sleeping – Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova
6. Samson – Regina Spektor
7. Poor little middle-class me – Eddie Perfect
8. Ampersand – Amanda Palmer
9. Disintegration – The Cure
10. Numb – Portishead
11. Perfect – Smashing Pumpkins
12. Jeep song – The Dresden Dolls
13. Cynical – Eddie Perfect
14. Ducks don’t need satellites – Kate Miller-Heidke
15. Hope and jump – The Bluetones
16. The light of day – The Divine Comedy

What about you? Do you like making mix tapes? Or even just constructing playlists to suit your mood?

Sunday, January 11, 2009

How do you make librarianship "work" for you?

I've recently been doing quite a bit of reflecting and writing for the paper that I'm going to be delivering at The Somerset International Conference for Librarians and Teachers. I'll be describing my experiences as a young librarian, entering the industry, and the barriers that I needed to overcome, in terms of my expectations of the industry as I started as a professional, as well as my expectations of the communities and the services that I thought I should have been providing to them. I'll also be talking about my "Librarian Idol" journey, and how, in many ways, this affected the way that I found new ways of approaching my role as a librarian, but more importantly, understanding the public perception of the librarian - the so-called stereotype - and how we can use this branding to the best of our advantage.

But ultimately, I'll be talking about how I made the industry "work" for me, in terms of my own professional needs, whilst still making it "work" for the community.

I was pondering this, when Lee over at Tame The Web, made this post, posing the question: What should our job be as librarians?

Certainly, I had a very specific idea of what my job should be, as I left library school and entered the industry. After all, I had my piece of paper. I was qualified - I had the necessary information skills, and the motivation to guide library patrons to become information literate lifelong-learners. NOW was the time to go out there, and bridge the digital divide by inspiring public library patrons to become participative citizens in our digital community.

As you can imagine, the real world of libraries was a rude awakening. I went through stages of profound disillusionment, thinking that humanity was doomed, that people just didn't care anymore about bettering themselves through learning, that kids these days didn't read anymore, and so on. Reference desk work was rarely little more than basic customer service and direction-giviing. Every time I tried to push programs in a certain technological direction, I felt so much resistance to change, that it just didn't feel worthwhile. And, worse still, I felt this resistance not only from my patrons, but also from colleagues.

Put simply, librarianship was just not working for me. It wasn't providing me with the kind of job satisfaction that I was after.

At the time, I was working on a cabaret show, entitled "Librarian Idol". A lot of my frustration was poured into this show - it was sort of a coping mechanism. Comedy and music are wonderful things - they're an excellent means of trying to make sense of the frustrations in life that are just incomprehensible. Comedy finds form for the ridiculous, and music encapsulates the sublime.

Interestingly, my role as a solo entertainer, in many ways, echoed my role as a librarian. The relationship between the performer and the audience isn't that dissimilar to the relationship between the librarian and the audience. One thing I have learnt as a performer is that, whilst confidence is essential, arrogance will alienate an audience. Yes, they're lucky to have me to visit and perform for them, but I'm also lucky to have an audience to indulge me and pay for me to put on a show. It's a symbiotic relationship, and the essential element to being a performer (at least, in my experience) is pleasure. Finding the pleasure, and milking it. It makes the experience pleasurable for everybody. And, equally as importantly, a sense of grace and decorum. And yes, I believe it's possible to still be subversive, and maintain this.

In the same way, applying these lessons to my role as a librarianship has, more often than not, helped make my role "work" for me. The main difficulty in getting people to become lifelong learners, or to promote information literacy, is that perception that all of this takes (a)work, (b)time, and (c)they have better (ie. more pleasant) things to with their time and energy. However, this perception could change if we can somehow associate libraries with being a pleasurable experience, and find the pleasure in learning. Just as we hear, again and again, Helene Blowers utter the word PLAY! when it comes to professional development, and overcoming the PD barriers that we face when training staff, we too, as libraries, can draw the crowds to the library by highlighting on the pleasure that all elements of the library brings, whether it be the pleasures of reading, learning, sharing stories, debating, singing, and a host of other ways of interacting with the communitiy.

And at the centre of this is the librarian.

I love my profession now, I really do, and what makes it "work" for me is the range of pleasure that I can bring to patrons, no matter how perceivably simple or complex it might be. Certainly, there are often times where I feel understimulated, in terms of technological innovation - after all, that's one thing that brings me personal pleasure - but it's not all about me. As long as I can make a difference in somebody else's day, and make life a bit more pleasant for them in the library, then it's a step forward towards building a better community.

So, how do you make librarianship "work" for you?

Friday, January 2, 2009

Reflection, resolution, and refinement...

The New Year is always a time for reflecting on the past, and looking to the future. For me, the past two years have been the most defining in terms of who I am today. That's not to say that the previous 27 years weren't also influential. It's just that the end of 2006 marked a very specific turning-point in my life, and it hasn't been the same since. I know that it's an awful cliche, but I moved to Darwin with the intention of doing a bit of soul-searching, and finding "who I am", and to this end, I feel almost close to completion - not that I've quite reached "self-actualization" as such, but I've got a much better idea than I did two years ago.

Each year has also be remarkably distinctive, and if I were to summarise them, I'd do so thus:

2007: The year of exploring and experimentation
I explored many aspects of my profession and the industry, moving through various jobs in different sectors.
I took substantial risks in finding my own voice, ranging from the optimistic and pleasant to the downright arrogant and cynical, through blogging and public speaking opportunities.
I played around with various performance art forms, incl. theatre, standup comedy, solo cabaret and slam poetry.

Overall, I got a good feel for the scope of my abilities, how to do things, and more importantly, how not to do things. I had a fair idea of where I wanted to go, but still somewhat clueless as to how to get there.

2008: The year of commitment and confidence.
Having seen that the opportunities were in my grasp, it was the year for taking a leap of faith, making the commitments, and hoping that nobody would call my bluff.
I self-produced and performed a successful show at the Adelaide Fringe, and then followed it up with a successful run at the Butterfly Club in Melbourne.
I did my part on a committee of accomplished and inspiring professionals, with the New Librarians Symposium.
I started making regular performances on the radio, and produced and/or hosted semi-regular cabaret/comedy shows in Darwin.
I developed my own identity and profile, both as a librarian and a performer.
I started making some serious decisions about my career pathway, and what I want to do with my profession, and made substantial moves through networking and "putting myself out there".

Sure, a lot of things that I did were occasionally off-the-cuff and far from perfect. However, I realised that I could wait forever to be perfect and never achieve anything, or I could go out there and "just do it", and I'll improve with experience.

The Year 2009
So, where does this leave me on my so-called Librarian Idol mission?
When I look at the past two years, I realise that I now have the motivation, the knowledge and the knowhow to get where I want to be. I've played around a lot, as well.

Well, this will be a year of quality. It'll be the year of taking the time to refine my skills. I know that I can do it - now I need to know that I can do it well. I'm going back to uni to get some more research experience. I'm taking the time to re-write my work, and improve it. I'm taking the time to think about things a little more before I say / blog them.

That's my resolution for 2009. Quality.