you are invited to attend the opening performance of Minus Theatre’s BONESEED at 6pm February 12, Sir Paul Reeves Bldg., AUT city campus, WG210

I'm wearing the reason why we had to go back, an NZD20 Egyptian gellabaya. . . so for the shopping. . . but also the embrace of what at first was easy to reject, the kitsch, which is easy to dismiss as failed camp, camp not yet recognised to be, what is

0:00 /0:20 1× . . . off the plateau down to the desert floor. . . . . . unexpectedly but inevitably exactly a resort and a safari on horseback. . . see the green above, with natural misgivings about what we were walking into, across that green as we arrived came hurtling a galloping horse, stirrups swinging

firstly, some citysouk snaps. . . the cat under the bench, well, that's the bench where I ate my samosa. . . and a rare dog sighting in central Riyadh. . . preparations had begun for Noor Riyadh, the festival of light. . . and I saw cats, this boulder in a tree of unknown significance,