A draft letter to ----- 5/8/06
“…..And yesterday I met ... in the Valley for lunch and a visit to the Heiser Gallery to view the Jon Molvig exhibition. It was quite small but of course Molvig did not produce a great oeuvre of work. I knew Molvig enough to say good-day – not that he would return the salutation being a real grumpy bastard. I met him through a friend of mine (an old alcoholic bohemian called Peter Quinn) who lived in Corroboree House, as did Molvig. Peter was on the periphery of the Party and once had been a member. Did you know him by any chance? – before he succumbed to grog of course. But I digress. I was going to illustrate how doing one thing leads to more tasks.
..... is keen on writing a book that would explore how Brisbane was changing, socially and politically in the early sixties, using as a focus and reference point the young people who lived in a certain flat in Highgate Hill. I was one such person and she hopes that the people concerned could contribute their own accounts of their lives and the times.
Kindest regards,
Let me know if you knew of Peter Quinn – I am in a reminiscing mood, which is a debilitating state of mind to be in. …”
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3 comments:
I knew Peter when he lived at Coroboree House, as did Molvig.
I think I have succeeded in getting the google account. I might email you to see if this comment gets through.
My comment: No, keep going. I am getting interested in Tom Maher.
I met Molvig also, and like you, did not get to chatting terms with him. I was taken to visit him in a flat in Spring Hill by a man I knew, name forgotten, who was I think Dutch and had had an interesting life including being a monk in Asia. Molvig was also a friend of someone else I knew, John Archer of the Gracemere Archer family. At that time John was trying his hand as an artist.
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