10/31/08
10/29/08
building
Yeah Adam has been building. They are beautiful.
DON'T EVEN WRITE.
Adam Cruickshank.
The exhibition opens tonight at tcb 12 waratah place from 6-8pm. There will be beer.
10/26/08
the wedding
Yesterday Paul & Lydia got married. It was lovely. I cried. It's so nice to see everybody looking sharp and good things like dancing Dad's and little cousins, family and friends together.
Anyway, now I have a sore head from drinking too much beer, wine and metaxa. And sore feet from dancing the zorba and everything else. OUCH.
Anyway, now I have a sore head from drinking too much beer, wine and metaxa. And sore feet from dancing the zorba and everything else. OUCH.
10/23/08
life and death
Heavy. Let's start with death shall we. From a trilogy LIFE, DEATH, THEREAFTER at Silvershot gallery curated by Mr Mark Feary.
Life passed me by with my only memories being of LOVE in giant woolly letters (Kate Just) and Patricia Piccinini's oozing breathing guts... Anyway, I did a refresher via google and artshub, reading this.
Death, in general I loved, particularly 'step into the light' by Rob Mcliesh, which still fills me with morbid glee, it did look somehow grander than in the back room of tcb, where it resonated and stuck with me on a miserable rainy night last year.
Ronnie Van Hout, who's 'Pronounced D.E.A.D.' head was immaculately detailed and gorey and very much from New Zealand, striking, macabre, and with bird.
Go see it, at SILVERSHOT 3rd Floor, 167 Flinders Lane. It's good. SO, I'm looking forward to thereafter...
Life passed me by with my only memories being of LOVE in giant woolly letters (Kate Just) and Patricia Piccinini's oozing breathing guts... Anyway, I did a refresher via google and artshub, reading this.
Death, in general I loved, particularly 'step into the light' by Rob Mcliesh, which still fills me with morbid glee, it did look somehow grander than in the back room of tcb, where it resonated and stuck with me on a miserable rainy night last year.
Ronnie Van Hout, who's 'Pronounced D.E.A.D.' head was immaculately detailed and gorey and very much from New Zealand, striking, macabre, and with bird.
Go see it, at SILVERSHOT 3rd Floor, 167 Flinders Lane. It's good. SO, I'm looking forward to thereafter...
10/22/08
things
I've been making lots of things. They are pretty funny.
Like my glossy resin eyeballs.
And wonky little skulls.
And nanna roses
AND feathers and if you are lucky, there is even an alien. The truth is out there, so is bad taste and easy entertainment, lucky for me.
Some of them are for sale in the shops if you are in Melbourne. Mostly at Alice Euphemia in cathedral arcade, Craft Victoria at the top end of flinders lane and In the Woods on high street in Northcote.
Like my glossy resin eyeballs.
And wonky little skulls.
And nanna roses
AND feathers and if you are lucky, there is even an alien. The truth is out there, so is bad taste and easy entertainment, lucky for me.
Some of them are for sale in the shops if you are in Melbourne. Mostly at Alice Euphemia in cathedral arcade, Craft Victoria at the top end of flinders lane and In the Woods on high street in Northcote.
10/19/08
started well
Adam showed me the anagram finder
dell stewart
started well
lewd starlet
salt red welt
dell wets art
minutes of entertainment...
dell stewart
started well
lewd starlet
salt red welt
dell wets art
minutes of entertainment...
10/18/08
sack dress
I finally set up my sewing machines in the corner of our bedroom. Sounds grim, but our bedroom is large and there is a good spot in an alcove under the window. AND I have actually finished three dresses in three days, in between other things... ohmegod new clothes...
One is pretty strawberry fabric, on which I worked out the pattern, a pattern that is basically a sack... Two is a dress I may just wear to a wedding, made from black linen I bleach dyed while in Holland making flags for a little wooden boat. Now I am glad I carried it home with me. It was a tough decision in the final days, what to leave behind in Paris, heavy fabric, worn-out but loved jeans (soft and good) worn-out but loved t-shirts, perfectly fitting op-shop dress in a style I feel vaguely uncomfortable with. HMMM... what to push the weight restrictions with? The jeans went, so did the t-shirt and dress. I've had pangs of regret (perfectly fitting op-shop dress!) but I'm happier about it now as I have a new dress, a new sack dress. Thirdly a plain black linen bats wing sleeve dress.
The last version of this sack will be sewn up from the woodplanks fabric I printed today. On raw silk. Hopefully it'll be as good in reality as it is in my head.
On that note, woodplanks fabric is very good in reality. I have been wanting to print it for years, so it made me VERY happy to see 20 metres of it laid out on the table today. Like a VERY long log cabin. Ooh it's beautiful.
On that note, I'd like to publicly thank ms durston for the overlocker. Its SO good to be able to make new clothes after living in a suitcase for a year (I even hand-stitched a top in Berlin, that sort of effort from me defines desperate) Pene I love you!
One is pretty strawberry fabric, on which I worked out the pattern, a pattern that is basically a sack... Two is a dress I may just wear to a wedding, made from black linen I bleach dyed while in Holland making flags for a little wooden boat. Now I am glad I carried it home with me. It was a tough decision in the final days, what to leave behind in Paris, heavy fabric, worn-out but loved jeans (soft and good) worn-out but loved t-shirts, perfectly fitting op-shop dress in a style I feel vaguely uncomfortable with. HMMM... what to push the weight restrictions with? The jeans went, so did the t-shirt and dress. I've had pangs of regret (perfectly fitting op-shop dress!) but I'm happier about it now as I have a new dress, a new sack dress. Thirdly a plain black linen bats wing sleeve dress.
The last version of this sack will be sewn up from the woodplanks fabric I printed today. On raw silk. Hopefully it'll be as good in reality as it is in my head.
On that note, woodplanks fabric is very good in reality. I have been wanting to print it for years, so it made me VERY happy to see 20 metres of it laid out on the table today. Like a VERY long log cabin. Ooh it's beautiful.
On that note, I'd like to publicly thank ms durston for the overlocker. Its SO good to be able to make new clothes after living in a suitcase for a year (I even hand-stitched a top in Berlin, that sort of effort from me defines desperate) Pene I love you!
10/15/08
oranges & lemons
I meant to post this last week after returning from the hills. Michael's laden fruit trees. From which I have made orange and ginger marmelade, preserved lemons and lastly, a glazed lemon and poppy seed cake that is sitting helplessly on the kitchen bench right now...
On an unrelated note, pickled onions. My first ever pickled onions. I'm happy about them, though I haven't tried them on toast with grilled cheese just yet...
10/8/08
on the train
We caught the train to the country. It reminded me of this quote from 'The Great Railway Bazaar' written by Paul Theroux in 1975, which I just finished reading...
At my lowest point, when things were at their most desperate and uncomfortable, I always found myself in the company of Australians, who were like a reminder that I'd touched bottom.
HA. I loved the train trip, It's all tough grey green trees, dusty brown paddocks and black cattle. I was kept amused by the antics of teenage Crystal and Coral bickering with there UDL drinking mother, constantly texting for the hour and a half trip, jumping off at each stop for a quick ciggie. It's like tv (equally appalling) when sat face to face with strangers for the duration.
Adam's uncle lives in a beautiful lush valley at the bottom of a pile of giant boulders in the mountains. There are spring blossoms and fresh baby LAMBS, a horse and koalas, grape vines and giant gum trees rustling in the breeze. Also a verandah and hammock to lay about on listening to the birds. Talk about a racket. Cockatoos, Kookaburras, Galahs, Eagles, Currawongs etc.
We sampled far too much of this years vintage and slept through a rainy morning. It's so beautiful it makes me more than a little melancholy. Then we came home. On an empty train through fields full of grazing and lazing kangaroos. I think I feel better now.
At my lowest point, when things were at their most desperate and uncomfortable, I always found myself in the company of Australians, who were like a reminder that I'd touched bottom.
HA. I loved the train trip, It's all tough grey green trees, dusty brown paddocks and black cattle. I was kept amused by the antics of teenage Crystal and Coral bickering with there UDL drinking mother, constantly texting for the hour and a half trip, jumping off at each stop for a quick ciggie. It's like tv (equally appalling) when sat face to face with strangers for the duration.
Adam's uncle lives in a beautiful lush valley at the bottom of a pile of giant boulders in the mountains. There are spring blossoms and fresh baby LAMBS, a horse and koalas, grape vines and giant gum trees rustling in the breeze. Also a verandah and hammock to lay about on listening to the birds. Talk about a racket. Cockatoos, Kookaburras, Galahs, Eagles, Currawongs etc.
We sampled far too much of this years vintage and slept through a rainy morning. It's so beautiful it makes me more than a little melancholy. Then we came home. On an empty train through fields full of grazing and lazing kangaroos. I think I feel better now.
10/7/08
10/3/08
and the weeks roll by...
I had such a good afternoon at the studio, maybe because we spent most of the morning tidying up. Things are more normal, and feel a little more do-able. Nice to be on the other side of overwhelmed. I don't really mean underwhelmed. I mean whelmed. Feeling happy to be back and making things.
So it's friday night, which has entailed drinking red wine and eating dark chocolate and rolling around on the couch laughing at television. It still cracks me up every time the serious tv voice says 'the mentalist'.
Also, SNAKES ON A PLANE. Ha. I missed the crucial pre-amble that explained why there are hundreds of angry snakes on the plane. I think it helps to have no explanation. We all know the chiwhuahua is going to die. The snakes are getting bigger and meaner, but Samuel is going to put his foot down...
'enough is enough, I have had it with these motherfucking snakes on this mother fucking plane'
Me too Sam.
Besides, we have other things to do, as Adam just said, whoever invented vegemite and cheese on toast with cups of tea, ought to be congratulated...
Was that you Peter Peter Russel Russel CLARK?
So it's friday night, which has entailed drinking red wine and eating dark chocolate and rolling around on the couch laughing at television. It still cracks me up every time the serious tv voice says 'the mentalist'.
Also, SNAKES ON A PLANE. Ha. I missed the crucial pre-amble that explained why there are hundreds of angry snakes on the plane. I think it helps to have no explanation. We all know the chiwhuahua is going to die. The snakes are getting bigger and meaner, but Samuel is going to put his foot down...
'enough is enough, I have had it with these motherfucking snakes on this mother fucking plane'
Me too Sam.
Besides, we have other things to do, as Adam just said, whoever invented vegemite and cheese on toast with cups of tea, ought to be congratulated...
Was that you Peter Peter Russel Russel CLARK?
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