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Entries in art (10)

Monday
May032010

This empty box has got more meaning

I strategically placed an empty box once filled with my favourite tea, on the bench top so the message would be clear (buy more please!). But as I poured my final cup, I glanced over and experienced the emotion of it sitting on the bare granite, alone in the dim evening kitchen light. A wave of need came over me to express its situation a little more.

With only seconds to spare between work, I clipped a near by post it note into appropriate fashion.

Sometimes you really need to know what your priorities are in life.

Make art!

then do some work...

 

[current mood] I can't think tonight. I'm moodless.

Tuesday
Apr132010

Fimo Memories

Sometimes the weight of a post is proportionately affected by the wait for a post!

I have little tid bits to blog but they don't seem that worthy of a post. But I'm thinking if I blog them all every day continuously then as a lot, they'll be okay and then they'll mesh into less significance.

It's the only way I'm going to get the blog cogs turning again!

I visited my slightly disjointed (hip and knee) Aunt. She is no longer an actual relative due to divorce, but she is still my Aunt Christine and has spent the most time with my grandmother (Natalija Brunovs the first) and can tell me tales like no other relative can.

Plus, she is the only family member who can surprise me by keeping my childhood art. My parents scarred me permanently the day I discovered my cardboard toilet roll pencil holder IN THE BIN. That was not a one-off incident either, it formed a disturbing pattern. But I guess it gave me the strength to be a designer -  clients often metaphorically throw my heartfelt ideas away. It has to happen, you can't keep them all. There just isn't enough room on the desk.... or something, right dad?

So Aunt Christine placed this in front of me, and I didn't recognise it.

It took some time to shimmy myself back into the past to recall their creation. A little dusty, but gee, they are funny. I love my snowman with scarf in fruit platter. You can't buy that kind of idea these days.

[current mood] Almonds & Byron Bay FM

Saturday
Dec192009

Mosman Park Art Awards

To update you on where my design went for the Mosman Park Art Awards, I bring YOU the final design result.

I spent 24 hours trying to work the other idea up based on the feedback of it being preferred by most people, but got so frustrated and went back to this design. I just knew how it was going to look... you just can't deny what your heart wants. And admittedly this was the design most liked by other artists/designers.

Artists and photographers in Perth, enter the awards!

[current mood] Lover, You Should Have Come Over & Pork Belly with Scallops

Wednesday
Nov252009

Final Life Drawings in Ubud

Alas! The drawing has come to a close.

However, I did my best ever drawing a few days ago.

I could look at it forever and not quite understand how I did it.
I am definitely starting to believe in 'zones'... states of being you can enter when creating great art.

I'm pretty sure it's anything BUT the mind.
I'd done a few average sketches before this, and subsequently let go of my attachment to the drawing. And this is what happened next...

 

And so it shall be framed because Pete said you should celebrate one piece and give it the respect it deserves. So I wil frame it and hope that my folks will hang it somewhere. (Knowing them it will be the laundry and soon after the shed) but I will try to get their 'approval' yet again....

Do we ever grow out of that?

And now I'm moving on to watercolours - I need some lessons but I am happy to play with the Pisces-loving delicate coloured water....  and here are todays, and my last for now.

 

I think the best art is expressive, not realistic. Some people I've met would disagree, those types that think good art is if 'it really looks like the thing'. Uh, hellooooo boooooring.
I think an artist should take the subject and show it to us in a way that we haven't seen it, although perhaps felt it. Mood laden, moving, energetic. This would be my true aim with art.

[current mood] Coconut water (good for an intravenous drip) & Giggles in the villages

Friday
Nov202009

Naked Men and Mangoes

These are the two reasons I have come to Ubud, Bali.
I can feast on my favourite food (the mango), and indulge in life drawing!

Much Bali black tea and much pastel all over my face and clothes.

I was invited to join Peter Efford's life drawing retreat and stay at Pondok Saraswati (the goddess of artistic pursuit!)

This is the entrance that greets you into the compound.

The staff make offerings every morning in many a nook.

Orchids just grow and dazzle in sunlight.

This is the view from my room on to rice paddies accompanied with harhooing women scaring birds and a tapping windmill.

The drawing retreat is just me and two old blokes. I like our odd little posse. It's more intensive learning! We draw in the morning and spend the afternoon eating our way through Bali. We've imagined our experience as a movie and decided the underlying theme would be the pursuit of the best coconut icecream in Bali - and that would have to be the final scene but as the credits role we all end up in minor hilarious disasters contrary to the conclusions we had come to on the retreat.

Peter said to me a few days ago 'you can draw, you know that right?' and I thought, hmmm, Mr Positive Reinforcement understands how the mind works. Mine quietly glowed with this thought and the words repeat repeat and the belief generates. In the brain, the neural pathway of "I can draw" - simply - is strengthened. And that ugly barbed pathway that says "I cant draw" begins to fade. And soon enough I think I might just be good at this drawing thing.

I have improved a lot in a week. Even in one day I'll jump in leaps and bounds. Here are my first and second sketch of Gusti.

The first one had me enraged with it's horridness. I always see 'highschool' in my work. But the second, ooh, is that mine?
Then I did a third and worked it up in colour. It really looks like Gusti.

And yes, he may look like he's "watching his house burn down" (Pete!) but it's my first experiment with colour and I like to play.

We've been studying anatomy of the human figure. Using both conti pencils (made from blood did you know?) and also learning how to use pastels. Here are some studies.

I like the word 'studies' as it sounds so art-professional as well as taking the pressure off the work. It's just a little study...

We have gone to a popular life drawing studio called 'Pranoto's'. He's a Java man, an incredible life drawer. A group of ex pats and Indo art students sit around the edges of a room drawing/painting/watercolouring/texta-ing a model. I love walking around the room to see the individual styles of the artists. It could almost be better to not look and develop your style. To attempt to emulate others is to neglect the YOU that you can only be. However I like to analyse and play with others techniques to add to my palette of options. Here is my favourite drawing from the first session...

It was a 15 minute sketch that I did after working on the same pose for an hour and hating that drawing!!

And I love my drawing from the second session...

I got so excited after seeing others in the group paint the model that I went out and bought some paint! I had to use gladwrap for my palette because when I got home at 9pm there were no appropriate palette options.

and I had to paint the only thing in front of me. A mango! Under a lamp...


I visited a temple and was washed over with the realisation that I just want to be a full time artist. I have been denying myself the opportunities to explore the many artistic things I want to play with. The list is endless, from glazing clay, weaving baskets, crafting silver, painting like a fauvist....

And Pete's parting words have been 'trust yourself and keep exploring'...

Let's see if I can survive the thought.

[current mood] The sound of Squeeky Clean Hair & Fruit with Coconut and Palm Sugar

Friday
Jul172009

It's Winter in my Cafe

I may or may not have drunk a bottle of delicious white wine with Ivy and then fulfilled my funtastical imagination by cutting out snowflake shapes and spraying them to the window in the rain at midnight...

It is my favourite cafe and though they have a unsneaking suspicion that it's me, they have let them be. It's winter after all. May as well delight in it!

Although 3 other snowflakes have since fallen, these two beauties remain.

Arrive at The Dancing Goat.
In head "Hello moonlight memory!"
Out loud
"A soy latte please."

[current mood] ABC Radio & Party Mix Lolly Bag

Tuesday
Jun162009

My first silver smithing

Check out my Strand earrings.

I have begun my silver smithing journey and this is my first piece.
They are designed to integrate with my hair - one of the great things about making jewellery for yourself is that you can make them just for yourself!
Although I may create a range to suit different hair strand types - curlies and ringlets for example!

I have discovered a new passion and I can't get enough of the shaping, sawing, filing, soldering, hammering, that is working with metal. Its earth-work. It's like tasting God.

I have, however, had a couple of incidents (to be expected by anyone aware of my extreme accident prone ways) so it's not all shiny beauty in the silver smithing world.

Here are two illustrations of things that ACTUALLY happened to me. I kid not. I exaggerate not!

 

[current mood] Live Walnuts & Under The Milky Way Tonight

Thursday
May212009

Country + Arts + WA =

Latest print work off the press. My work for Country Arts WA.

I conceptualised a way for the organisation to engage with their clients as they explore their rebranding this year. How to not scare people with the dreaded 'change' - why not take them for the ride?

So my idea was to pose questions, in a fun way! To get contributions from all over WA from people that love and utilise the arts in their communities.

So every 3 months they'll be mailed a postcard that they can rip the back off and send to Country Arts WA with their scribbles/ideas/adjectives.

To get the mood across, I thought up the slogan - Country + Arts + WA =
So what do you get when you add Country with Arts with WA? Some pretty funny little 'worlds' I discovered!

I treasure my little collages...

I also had the privilege of applying a gloss foil to the recycled stock to give some coloured bits some PUNCH. It's hard to photograph - but all those coloured parts glint in the light!

See below?

We discussed how boring Annual Reports are and how they should be seen as a gift of a year's work. So we turned it into a gift, complete with faux wrapping, tears and sexy mint ribbon. One card will be placed under the tie when they are sent out.

I don't know if I've seen such a fun Annual Report. And as much as it's crazy, it's definitely going to get more read than any other one I've seen lately.
I did love one of the board member's expression as he picked it up. His eyebrows were raising, his eyes were darting, but surely enough I caught him in a chair having a good old read five minutes later. And talking about it for a long while after too. So there you go!

I love this work.

But I'm going to try not to call it work anymore. I'm just 'doing design fun' each day.

Ps: Here is how the design ended up becoming real life in the office of Country Arts WA.

[current mood] Gram Parsans & Apple Crumble

Monday
Apr202009

My Interiors 

Little rectangles of my home that I love.

Shrines of Love

A card from a gift, a vase from an op shop and some willows from a trip to the beach.

Collections

Teacups and Pot from Guildford Antiques and tall Vietnamese teacups from Anita.

Reminders

A special card from a friend with the kindest of words.

Wearables

On display to remind me of all my colourful options (before I choose jeans and black singlet).

The World

Asia, Latvia and South Africa. My travels interact.

Play

'Monkey and baby' finger puppet peek out of antique cuff bracelet.

Creativity

Giant Latvian pegs hold curtains apart, Turkish hanging plays with light.

Art

Batik Zulu art hung against window with clothes pegs.

Inspiration

The undeniable gorgeous Amethyst. Right where I meditate and do yoga.

 

[current mood] Victor Valdes (I LOVE YOU!) & Raw Foods

Tuesday
Mar312009

NEO-politan towel rail

This is from Mik Efford's house. He created NEO-politan towel rail.

My idea of accompanying explanatory notes:

The art wank version:

NEO-politan towel rail
Installation - Metal & Towels
Deceptively whimsical, this piece dares to draw parallels between society's decadence and preoccupation with sanitation. NEO-politan towel rail explores this ironically in the context of this microcosm of modern existentialism, where evanescence transforms into indistinguisable vanilla.
The piece invites the viewer to generate their own narrative.

The real version:

NEO-politan towel rail
It looks like ice cream, but it's towels! yeah. funny.

 

So, I'm in Melbourne.

Art surrounds us. Like, you'd have to try really hard to be uncreative and uncool here. You'd have to really shut your eyes, your heart, your senses... It would take more effort to be uncreative than to just be. And then the trying would in itself be a creative exercise and be cool.

When I walk down the streets with my open, bushy tailed 'tude I see creativity sprouting from every gutter, pub window and coffee cup.

Even an old nonna has 'got it' here, in her all-black gettup and shoe shuffle - so Italian, so cool. Even the shit-house local pub has it, a window display of city-transparencies on lightboxes with wires curled around it. You can't avoid art!

People probably don't realise how creative they are (as compared with... some more minor sunny cities).

I've been entering houses and taking in the unpretencious art that people generate in their spaces. Slowly they fill it will creativity... and in ways that aren't shop-bought, instead with their own experiences, collections, piecing togethers... I'm truly inspired. I can smell a project looming....

[current mood] Up to 3 coffees a day & MGMT