Have improved a few of my earlier movies.
Now that I have the technical side worked out will try and show a few more of my pieces in motion.
Click on a photo to see the animation on it’s own.
Catalogue of the show is on line here.
My work ‘Heading home (for Mum’s birthday)‘ has been selected for this year’s BSG General Art Prize. The piece was exhbitied as a part of last year’s Togart awards however this is the first time it will be exhibited in Melbourne.
The winners are announced at the opening this Friday (10th Sept) and all are welcome.
For more information see the Brunswick Street Gallery website.
For anyone in Darwin, the Togart 2010 exhbition opened last week.
It is in the newly developed Chan building opposite parliament house. The exhibition includes a diverse selection of indigenous, traditional and contemporary works including my piece ‘For the love of shoes…‘ .
This work has been short-listed in the upcoming Togart 10 Contemporary Art Award.
The exhibition will be held in Darwin for 5 weeks from early September. The venue is about to be announced.
Photos of my dream feet shoes in progress.
The soles pattern is from my birkenstocks which were the only shoes I wore until my family started on their current shoe-shop preoccupation.
This work was short-listed in the Togart 09 Contemporary Art Award.
This small scale cardboard sculpture depicts one of my most treasured experiences.
This memory combines nostalgia, a love of the emptiness of Australia and an easy, sisterly companionship.
It also involves my car.
My car, a 1964 Ford Falcon XM sedan, is a dream of chrome and stream-lining but it is old and it is slow.
In 2000, in an episode of defiance, against good sense, distance and physics, my sister and I drove this car across Australia and back to surprise our mum for her 50th birthday. As kids our family would regularly make the trek up and down the Stuart Highway. These early trips were about speed and getting to our destination. We were car bound for 15 hours a day; meals were prepacked and toilet stops timed to coincide with refuelling. My sister and I were well trained in efficient road travel.
My car was not.
The old engine and small radiator meant we motored at a gentle 50 mile /hr and, every 3 – 4 hours, the car needed to cool down. So, a couple of times a day, with a thermos of coffee and a couple of camping chairs, we waited. In the vast, red, empty space we waited like grand dames of the interior. With the bonnet popped, on the side of the road we were characters in our own Merchant Ivory production.
With a different car, the mood might have been ‘Mad Max’ or ‘Vanishing Point’ or there may have been no need to stop in the middle of nowhere at all.
Some of these photos are by Erica Lauthier.
For Togart 09 catalogues click here