Friday, February 10, 2017

Sacred Space

A few years back [while in my midst of sleep depravation and confusion on being a new mum and loss of sense of self and wondering what on earth I'm doing], I attended a couple of Alex Falkiner's creative workshops. And somewhere in there Alex said something about everyone being an artist, and how we all need to play creatively sometimes. This resonated. It isn't a waste of time. It doesn't need to be elite. It just is. It is what I enjoy.

Last night I attended a workshop with Emily Besser. Rodge was teasing me, how frivolous, a pom-pom jewellery workshop! But it was exactly what I needed. Some moments of frivolity.

Emily gave us all a sheet of instructions, and read us this wonderful quote –

"SACRED SPACE is an absolute necessity for anybody today. You must have a room, or a certain hour or so a day where you don't know what was in the newspapers this morning, you don't know who your friends are, you don't know what you owe anybody, you don't know what anybody owes you. This is a place where you can simply experience and bring forth what you are and what you might be. This is the place of creative incubation. At first you may find nothing happens there. But if you have a sacred place and use it, something eventually will happen." Joseph Campbell.

So, slowly, now that the fog of newborns has lifted (well and truly really), I'm working on finding this space. Sometimes its on a Sunday with Bettina, sometimes its in a frivolous workshop. But I'm getting there.

Thursday, February 2, 2017

BONHEUR



And AMOUR and LIBERTE, ma cherie!

When in Paris last year, my mum and I stumbled across a shop full of wondrous goods, including these CSAO cushions – gorgeous wax print fabrics hand embroidered in beautiful designs by artisans in Senegal. We were entranced.

The bonheur cushion was one of the few souvenirs I came home with. I found myself marvelling over the wax fabric and itching to sketch the designs in my sketchbook over and over again. So I did. Something about the resist and the translucency, that just lends itself to watercolours. Plus I always love a good repeat pattern. The mechanical exactness vs. my wobbly hand sketches. I don't know what I'm trying to say, but drawing them felt so right, that I ended up doing a couple of larger versions for myself. Maybe they'll end up on a wall, maybe they'll stay in a drawer. But I enjoyed the process of painting them – and it has given me many ideas for future explorations.


Saturday, January 28, 2017

Summer garden







It is so hot today. I'm seriously thinking maybe an aircon is necessary. Nostalgia or frugalness or some (possibly misguided) environmental reasons has stopped us from getting one, but I've found myself feeling so lazy and unable to think and adverse to doing stuff at home this summer, that I'm thinking it may be a good idea.

But anyways. To our oasis. Here are some backyard snaps from this summer. Mostly taken in the evening time – just as the southerly hits (thank goodness for southerlys, I'd be well and truly crazy if we didn't have them). Our backyard has been kinda productive. The fruitflies demolished our giant tomatoes (we only got about two), but we've had pumpkinny squash things (zapallito del tronco), cucumbers, cherry toms, passionfruit, grapes, carrots, chillis, strawberries, midgen berries and beans. Plus some leafy greens and herby bits and pretty flowers for picking. And Oscar's sunflowers scattered throughout. And blue-banded bees (which I'd never seen before, so I got a bit excited). It is all well and truly unruly right now, but it has definitely our most productive summer garden yet.


Sunday, October 30, 2016

Stills


Just recently // Springtime walks, means the kids collect LOTS of flowers // Nor + Til + scarves + sparkles.
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Wednesday, October 26, 2016

GreenWay Community Photography Prize



So, I had this crazy idea that I should enter an art prize – and when the GreenWay Art Prize popped up in my Facebook feed, it didn't look too scary or highbrow – so I went for it. I figured I may as well cut my teeth on a local, approachable prize. Anyway, my little watercolour didn't make it in, which didn't come as a surprise (can't expect to be a finalist on the first art prize I enter). However, while I did a little research for my artwork, I dragged my kids and camera along to various GreenWay locations and wandered. Hence the above snap was entered into the GreenWay Community Photography Prize and it (to my complete shock), has been chosen as a finalist! How cool is that!

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Five o'clock Tea

My grandmother, Joyce, is somewhat a minimalist. She lives in a neat modern house, with next to no trinkets or objects of sentimental value. Neither does Joyce have any pets – I daresay Pop keeps her busy enough – and indeed, I'm fairly certain she isn't really a big fan of cats.

She does however, own this unexpected battered piece of porcelain, depicting five forlorn cats drinking tea. It is one of the only curios in their house. From what I remember (and family correct me if I'm wrong), it belonged to her mum or maybe even her grandmother. When my cousin Alice and Aunt Jane requested an artwork, it was decided that this knick-knack would have to be the subject matter. So now the mopey little kittens have been reproduced in their wonky glory to live on as an artwork. I hope you enjoy it Alice + Jane.
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Wednesday, October 19, 2016

A tiny dye experiment.



Red veined sorrel stems (leftover scraps from a salad) + salt + vinegar + boiling water + scraps of fabric, left overnight = beautiful pinky-purple fabric. It was a strong, striking colour when wet, however has faded somewhat to a more purpley mauve.