Hi, welcome. Thank you for visiting.
I’ve been writing since the age of nine and as a child made little films, invented a language and, briefly, a religion, got interested in photography, and began to compose long, complicated pieces of music on gamelan instruments and household objects. In 2011 I took my songs into a studio in New York and brewed up the debut Hey, Big Splendour, which features a sprawling collective of nearly thirty musicians I met in jazz clubs, at jams, on subways and on street corners.
My first publication was poetry: Going for the Eggs in the Middle of the Night. This collection sold out its first edition of 1000 and is now in reprint. A second collection of poetry titled Comb the Sky With Satellites, It’s Still a Wilderness was released September 1st, 2014 and is in its second edition.
My dear, brilliant Cathoel, why aren’t you famous?
In my opinion you will be one of the greatest artists
this country has produced.
Bob King Crawford
Your voice is hypnotic.
Such a beautiful, resonant, sad, husky, interesting,
soothing, well-disciplined voice.
I keep your book on my coffee table.
Like Leunig, but on fire.
This book is a beautiful piece of work.
Kate Wild, reviewing in Cordite
Cathoel Jorss is poetry.
Many thanks for your wisdom. You have the eye and the instinct.
Poetry taut with intelligence, modest only in not falsely inflating its subjects, with supple lines freighted with clear, sensuous imagery combined with a raw tenderness that is nicely judged.
Doug Leonard, reviewing in West End Neighbourhood News
Powerfully engaged and sensitive observations.
The total impression is of a first-rate artist at work.
Kerry Leves, reviewing in Overland