Saturday, January 31, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
I have been painting on tin for many years. When I first stared making jewellery I worked with tin. I used it because it was readily available and I could cut it with scissors. Later I began to do larger paintings on tin with enamel paint. This painting of birds was from last year. It is very long, approximately three metres. It is mounted on to a wooden frame, so from the front the long tin piece seems to float against the wall. Because the tin is reflective, the work constantly changes according to the light, so it appears different at night than what it does during the day. This work is about seabirds that are found on the southern coastline of Australia.
If you click on the images you can see more detail.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
I made seven pink houses as part of this series. All were made with material collected from my childhood.
Height of house 185mm, width 90mm
This body of work followed on from the Koroit Series and formed part of my Masters project, These are the things that hold me here (a house, a vessel, a shell, a ring). I wanted to explore how you create a narrative through choice of materials. Colour and scale were also explored as an important storytelling tool.
These five images are different views of the one house. The title of this work is Pink House 2 -Bodyhome.The woollen blanket used was from my childhood and was made in Warrnambool.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
18ct yellow gold with old cut diamond.
There is a poem by Federico Garcia Lorca called Love (with wings and arrows). The third stanza starts:
turn the colour of love.)
ponte colour naranja.
ponte colour de amor).
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
One thing that I really loved about Lisbon was the paving. All the side walks were hand paved, as a result the side walk surface was uneven to walk on. This struck me in a number of places that I went to in Europe. I think that you become more aware of the surface that you walk on. Also, the act of walking is accentuated. The surface is rarely consistent, some places dip, some have bumpy bits. This is what I like best about things that are hand made. When I first started making I wished that I could make things that looked 'perfect'. But I always found that my file would take off too much metal in one area, or that because I don't like following formulas, the edges never quite met the way that they were meant to. Eventually I accepted that this was and is the way that I like to work, it is always a process of discovery. Sometimes frustrating. Sometimes very funny and a bit dodgy brothers. But what I ended up with was always my own. My work looks like my drawings, in fact I think that I make my drawings. I prefer a hand drawn line to one made with a ruler. So the paving in Lisbon reminds me of my work. I like to think that some of the surfaces were uneven because, lunch may have stopped the work on one section and another person finished it. Or that the patterning was informed by the amount of tiles prepared for the day. When something is made by hand there is always a trace of the process, and of the maker.