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Posted: February 26, 2022 by Mo Crow in It's Crow Time
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my magical man

Posted: January 29, 2022 by Mo Crow in It's Crow Time
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a friend just sent this photo of Roderick from back in about 1976 at Julie’s place in Nimbin
Missing my magical man so much but as Oscar Wilde said “They were built out of music and so not built at all and therefore built forever”
The illustrated lyrics of Old Man Crow
listen to all 4 CDS on YouTube
& videos at rodshedmusic

Vale Roderick Wyn Morgan aka Old Man Crow

The cremation is scheduled for tomorrow morning at 7:30am Tuesday January 25th
I will make little bundles of Rod’s ashes to be scattered in the gardens we have known over the years
fly free magical man
carry my heart to the stars

On the day Roderick left the stage Barry Ferrier aka Dr Baz wrote this beautiful tribute

“I woke knowing my dear, life long friend Roderick Morgan was close to the abyss and news has now come through that he left the stage peacefully at 4:44 am this morning with Mo at his side. I feel so deeply for Roderick who has been an inspiration and such a constant in my life since I met him in the gothic halls of Sydney Uni cafeteria when I was 18. I am proud to be shedding real heartfelt tears for him now. I feel privileged to have shared so many tiny magic moments of hilarity, deep conversation, and music over the decades since we were naive uni students doubling around Glebe and Paddo on his Bultaco motorbike, him with big pink plastic ears glued to his bike helmet. That image still cracks me up. He always had such a wicked sense of humour. I smoked my first joint with Roderick under a palm tree in Bondi and dropped my first acid trip with him and a bunch of friends in the beautiful Blue Gum forest at the bottom of Govetts leap near Blackheath. All the crazy, deep and meaningful, silly times. Our shared house in Glebe when I first moved out of my parents home. Learning to sing in harmony with Roderick and my late wife Cammie when she was still at school. The mad trip to Melbourne to perform ‘the Milky Way Cabaret’ with Chris Clark and Cammie at the wonderful ‘Flying Trapeze Cafe’ and Roderick singing Alice Cooper’s ‘Cold Ethyl’ in a long red velvet coat, posturing hilariously with his red Les Paul guitar, on that tiny stage, with Lo-fi backing by Ernie Thud, the primitive drum machine, with only two beats. I remember the joy he radiated when he came up and stayed with me in Bangalow and we made some of the first recordings of his quirky, brilliant songs – must have been late 80s. I always felt he was an undiscovered genius with his songwriting. He had a unique voice. It was quite unexpected to me, after our glorious misspent arty youth, and his maths background, that he was to develop a love for and deep knowledge of plants and spent his life as a gardener. And his surprising mid-life passion for wind surfing, which inspired me to take that up too… and so many all night, drunken sessions, singing and laughing and raving on in your kitchen in Leichhardt, with our special close friends. It is so surreal when someone who is a rock in your life leaves you. I can only imagine the emotions his lifelong partner Mo is feeling though she is wise and strong, these are the hardest times, facing loss of someone so dear. It’s such a mystery. I only wish I could have been close at the end. Vale Roderick my true magical man. I am so grateful for the time we had together – Old Man Crow there will never be another like you.”

Old Man Crow has left the stage

Posted: January 19, 2022 by Mo Crow in It's Crow Time

Rod took his leave ever so gently and peacefully at 4:44am
the nurse called just before 3am to let me know his condition had changed
I was there by his side as his breathing slowed down until he was gone
he’s free

a winter moon scarf in process

Posted: January 4, 2022 by Mo Crow in It's Crow Time
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I have been stitching this Winter Moon scarf since the solstice
the indigo dyed silk moon is from Glennis Dolce Shibori Girl

it started out as a patchwork of indigo scraps but just edging the moon took three days french seamed with blue silk, at that rate it would take about 3 years to make!

it needs blue thread beads stitched into the lace edge and some random patches of blue wave lace from an old net curtain to balance the blue with the froth of the reconstructed scarf

our next door neighbour’s little black cat Muffin is looking after Rod, she’s such a sweetheart!
the pain is ramping up, he’s living on Morphine, a few spoonfuls of summer fruit salad and a lot of cigarettes out in the garden!

Summer Dream with Moon Ladder

Posted: December 27, 2021 by Mo Crow in It's Crow Time
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Summer Dream with Moon Ladder Mo 21
H 19cm W 17cm
shibori dyed Moonfire by Glennis Dolce of Shibori Girl Studios
embroidered with silk, cotton and linen threads
glass, turquoise and coral beads
boar bristles
antique parchment star (1812)
backed with silk & vintage blue leather
bound with hand twined string from Arnhem Land (1976)
moon ladder – bangalow palm inflorescence, bone white paint, linen thread
(needs to be mounted in a deep box frame with museum quality glass)

It’s Xmas Day!

Posted: December 25, 2021 by Mo Crow in It's Crow Time
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It’s Xmas Day, Rod is home from the Palliative Care unit in Concord, pain free and ready to enjoy the festive season, here’s a photo from last weekend taken by Madeleine at Artsite, we get by with a lot of help from our friends, thank you everyone!

All six of Laurie Anderson’s Norton Lectures are now permanently available to watch online!

Laurie Anderson’s Norton Lecture Part 5: The City is no longer available to watch
digression is her method for stretching the moment
hopefully Harvard will post all six lectures on their Mahindra Humanities Center website next year