|All artworks my original|
Not a great name but it is an accurate way to pin down my elusive thoughts for now.
I saw the Mirka Mora exhibition recently at Heide gallery and it reminded me that flights of fancy are more than acceptable in my field. Also I’ve been playing with some new paints that I recently bought and that is always inspiring.
Mum and I were also discussing the real life constraint of whether or not the customer feels that they can live with a piece of art. It’s all well and good buying art as investment – though clearly this ain’t my style. I’ve actually been discussing this with friends recently but that will be another post.
I can appreciate that certain works were ground breaking in style, technique or ideas as the time but again this doesn’t mean that I ultimately want to continue to view it in my house whether that be my intimate bedroom space, a more public living space or even walk past it often in a hallway. Please note that I’m not saying that I don’t like the work. I’m just saying that I don’t want to live with it.[The above commentary more refers to the ‘angry penguins’ group such as John Perceval, Sidney Nolan, Joy Hester and Albert Tucker (on display at the art gallery) than Mirka Mora’s work which was on display in Heide II]
This is all relevant just now as my first solo exhibition opens in the Long Gallery at Montsalvat, in Eltham.
Please join me for my first ever solo exhibition.
Opening night Thursday May 22nd 6.30pm – 8.30pm. Show runs until Sunday June 22nd and is open daily 9am – 5pm. It will be held in the Long Gallery at Montsalvat, 7 Hillcrest Avenue, Eltham.
Have a glass of wine, enjoy some local art and soak up the surrounds.
It’d be lovely to see you there!
I’d like to tell you a story….
I felt that I was stalling a few weeks ago. Was it some metaphysical block that I wasn’t even aware of? I phoned a friend..we talked and she ran me through a few scenarios..trying to lead me to what she felt was super obvious. It’s time I took the next step art-wise and get serious about earning income from my work. She suggested to me that I ask the universe for a very clear sign as to what my next move should be that would help me financially. So I did as she posited and that evening when I went online and typed in ‘art awards melbourne’ the first item in the search result was ‘Kennedy Art Prize’. OMG! If that was not an incredibly clear sign, then I’m a monkey’s uncle…
That was a few weeks ago and I’m furiously submitting here, there and everywhere. I call it throwing art darts. It feels like throwing a dart out there into the big bad art world. Who knows what it might hit…
I’m excited, exhausted and at times over-whelmed.
I’m in the process of submitting my work for all sorts of gallery exhibitions and art awards. I’m learning a lot I.T. wise and getting all professional about myself as an artist. I’m not looking to make myself rich but it would be nice to earn more than I spend on materials.
I’ll post any developments here as well as on my Facebook art page. Please support these galleries/institutions as that’s how the circle of art/life survives.
I do have a spot in a group show entitled ‘Nude’ 17th October -8th November 2014 at the Beth Hulme Gallery in Fitzroy North.
I’ll remind you all closer to the time. In the meanwhile, keep up the good work, peeps!
Friday April 4 2014
It’s my brother’s birthday today – happy birthday Al!
Today has been an odd day. We had such a full on day yesterday with the super early start and some sake or five that I really didn’t want to get up this morning. Mind you, the tatami mats that we are sleeping on aren’t exactly comfort central.
After the Tsukiji fish market tour we came home and slept for 5 hours (well I did) before attempting the second half of the day. We had a yummy lunch next door at the Sobateria. I had the spring special of cold soba, tempura vegetables (not all of which I recognise) with a dipping sauce. Afterwards hot soba water is brought out to mix with the dipping sauce which then becomes a light soup. This was very much the experience of soba I had been seeking. In my mind, it is traditional and I felt vindicated by the four older, immaculately attired japanese women sitting at the table next to us who all ordered the same dish as I. Steve had soba in a hot broth (possibly dashi) with crispy fried chicken. He was satiated also.
After lunch we wandered around some more exploring different parts of Asakusa. The sake bar, which is also a liscened bottle shop, was our first stop in the evening. Hoppy St, also locally known as ‘stew st’ was our final dining destination. Wow- what a place!
It was one of the few areas where I’d seen restaurants tout for your business. The restaurants are tiny places that extend directly onto the street and when it rains, as it did last night, heavy plastic curtains are lowered and secured with any weighty object to hand.
So there we were under some type of ad hoc cover on a table next to 2 very rambunctious fellows having a great time. Offal soup, horse sashimi, grilled chicken gizzard and pigs feet terrine – OMG! I felt very Anthony Bourdain. And in true Anthony Bourdain style things did go downhill….in a good way. Some more beer and sake and shochu and sleep came very easily.
Unsurprisingly, today was much more low-key. We started slowly with some tea and coffee at a cafe/gallery a few streets away. Tea here is served cold and black or hot, milky and sweet – I chose the latter. Gallery ef is situated in a building that was built in 1868 and has survived fires, earthquakes and war. It’s very serene, dark, shoes off, minimalist, calm, shiny lacquered floors kind of place. It was a very moving experience.
One thing that I’ve learnt is that I should have brought more business cards with me. Good thing to know for next time. After the gallery visit, we strolled down to an incredible stationery store. Again, it was a sanctuary. The Japanese people as a culture value stationery, ceramics and fabrics far more so than western societies. It’s delightful. I share these passions also.
Luckily Steve is happy to indulge this apart of me. I’ve learnt a lot about being with Steve this trip. He’s very good for me. He understands the many sides of me and sometimes knows what I need even if I have yet to perceive it myself.
Upon leaving the stationery store – Kakimori – we had a trashy lunch of snacks from Lawson (the convenience store with more) whilst sitting overlooking the Sumida river. some major queuing was then necessary to purchase tickets for a cruise down said river to Hama Rikyu gardens which is just past Tsukiji fish market by the top of the Tokyo bay. after a brief walk around the muddy paths viewing the 300 year old pine tree we cruised back to Asakusa just in time for a freak, short but sharp hail storm to dampen our clothes but not our spirits.
A wander around the Sakura beer garden (after hours in an amusement park) was essentially waste of effort but you don’t know til you go. It could have been a really cool, hip place to eat and drink but the lack of patronage made it all appear just a little sad and dull.
Oops – I forgot our trip to a bizarre store called Don Quijote. Think cheap nasty meets nice department store – food hall included. We bought a range of things – trashy snack foods including shelf stable’ camembert’ cheese, multi pack of groovy socks for Steve, USB connection heated pillows, Hello Kitty pez for the girls. Odd and lots of fun. Our dinner by comparison was pretty low key. Kamamishi – rice and other bits cooked in a pot served with a strong miso. Again, just what I needed.