scrawl

parallel

Sat, 17 Jul 2010 14:04:17 +1100

Over: Lena
Under: Me

It's been a few weeks since I've been involved in the Divine Diptych Project. As a collective we decided to make it more of a fortnightly than weekly thing, but even then with all the other things going on, myself and Heather both missed the boat in the last round. And this round, myself and Lena were running a little behind schedule again.

But, we did manage to pull it together and complete our diptych with the theme 'Parallel', set by Sarah.

Lena chose to explore the parallel lives aspect of the theme, and I think she captured it beautifully. I have been pretty flat out with trying to get fit, shooting the Abbey Medieval Festival all last weekend, and various other things, so I trawled through my backlog of unedited images and found one I took with a spare Nikon Lensbaby Mel Brackstone let me play with.

Having already seen Lena's image, I wanted to find something that worked with it, but kept it as the focal point, because I loved her double exposure and felt something too detailed would make the pairing too overwhelming.

You can keep up with all the Divine Diptychs on the blog.

simulacrum

Mon, 5 Jul 2010 23:42:56 +1100

I can't believe how quickly a month has passed!

That's how long it's been since I've had a chance to update my blog, as my second solo show, simulacrum opened at Obscura Gallery in Melbourne on Sunday 13th June, so I was in Melbourne from the evening of the 11th until the afternoon of the 14th to hang the show, attend the opening, and catch up with friends and family.

I returned to Brisbane, and a mere five days later I was moving house into a lovely shared Queenslander with some wonderful folk, Nicole and Brady.

Despite how much I culled in the move from Melbourne to Brisbane, it still took my dad and I two weekends to move everything, though we did a sterling job of it, with some help from my mum, and it didn't involve removalists at all, thankfully.

And as with every move, there's always something that doesn't go quite to plan, and unfortunately, given the timing, that thing was that the internet was not connected at my new place until today :-S

Thus why it's taken me so long to post these photos of my work hanging in the gallery on the opening night, taken by the lovely Gallery Manager, Lisa Glück. You can still view the show until this Thursday, so if you haven't had a chance, please do drop in!

In other news, my current day job contract ends on 27th July, so I've had to add job-hunting to my already busy schedule. Which also includes taking photos at this weekend's Abbey Medieval Festival in Caboolture, which should be fun!

And on a high note, I found out last week that adrift and identity have both been selected as finalists in the Corangamarah Art Prize 2010!

home is where the hearth is

Wed, 2 Jun 2010 23:58:11 +1100

identity

Wed, 2 Jun 2010 23:19:38 +1100

where the birds always sing

Wed, 2 Jun 2010 23:11:13 +1100

The world is neither fair nor unfair
The idea is just a way for us to understand
But the world is neither fair nor unfair
So one survives
The others die
And you always want a reason why

But the world is neither just nor unjust
It's just us trying to feel that there's some sense in it
No, the world is neither just nor unjust
And though going young
So much undone
Is a tragedy for everyone

It doesn't speak a plan or any secret thing
No unseen sign or untold truth in anything...
But living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
You want everything
Another world where the sun always shines
And the birds always sing
Always sing...

The world is neither fair nor unfair
The idea is just a way for us to understand
No the world is neither fair nor unfair
So some survive
And others die
And you always want a reason why

But the world is neither just nor unjust
It's just us trying to feel that there's some sense in it
No, the world is neither just nor unjust
And though going young
So much undone
Is a tragedy for everyone

It doesn't mean there has to be a way of things
No special sense that hidden hands are pulling strings
But living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
And it never is
You always want so much more than this...

An endless sense of soul and an eternity of love
A sweet mother down below and a just father above
For living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
You want everything
Another world
Where the birds always sing
Another world
Where the sun always shines
Another world
Where nothing ever dies...

the cure - where the birds always sing

being followed home

Wed, 2 Jun 2010 22:52:57 +1100

film noir

Wed, 2 Jun 2010 22:33:45 +1100

pink

Wed, 2 Jun 2010 22:30:29 +1100

hide and seek

Wed, 2 Jun 2010 22:22:32 +1100

adrift

Wed, 2 Jun 2010 22:16:40 +1100