Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Another Rock Pool

This piece is called Heartbreak Hotel. Complete whimsy, but the result reminds of some post-apocalytpic world I have read about in some novel or other. Where else would you ride sharks to picnic at a deserted and flooded building?



Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Moving On

Rock Pools has still got a week or so to go and I have to thank everyone who has a) gone to see it and then b) made lovely comments about the work. You may have figured that the works refer to real rock pools in that they are perfect vessels for tiny worlds isolated but linked, just like us in our own little worlds.

One of the good moments of the opening was when one of my friends told me about a young boy who was touching one of the pieces. As I watched him, I could see his utter fascination with the tiny worlds, and since that was kind of the point, it made me very happy (didn't tell him not to touch). Also very pleasing was watching his Dad, clearly using his son's childish fascination as an excuse to get down to floor level amongst it as well. Priceless.

Thought I might use this space to talk about some of my favourite pieces in the show. If you have been reading this blog for long enough, you know I have a developing fascination with the Divine Feminine and have been reading a lot about Goddess religions that were the norm way before Jesus arrived. The whole show alludes to this, particularly a reference to the ritual of 'scrying' - usually performed by Priestesses using a reflective surface to see the past, present and future, and a way of communicating long distance quite a while before mobile phones. Anyway, the following piece is called Swan Lake, and I'll let you draw your own conclusions. (Yes, she has the Stigmata and yes I will likely be burnt at the stake myself). I like it because I think it is quite a strong piece and at the same time a wee bit whimsical.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

The Morning after the Night Before

There are times when being an artist sucks really. If you are one and you've done a solo ever, then you know what I am talking about. Lots of time, effort and of course money goes in and once its all done, there's the crash and burn. I've come away from the opening with more doubts than anything else - not enough work, space wasn't right, particularly the massive white walls, not good enough - the usual. And now I am back at home surveying the wreckage that has accumulated over the last few weeks of me frenetically trying to be ready, knowing that the weekend is going to be all about tidying, sorting and cleaning!

Anyway, a big thanks to my wonderful friends and fam who showed up for support. Special thanks to Mel for being kind enough to make a purchase. So, onward and upward, vacuuming here I come!