Sunday, June 28, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
I have been reading the memoirs of one of my favourite artists, Jeffrey Smart. He's still considered an Australian artist even though he now lives in Tuscany. He grew up in the area where I live and when he describes the things he did and the places he hung out I can totally relate. I hung out in the same places as a kid only it would've been some 30 to 40 years later. It makes me feel very close to him. He went to school in the school down the road and he even became an art teacher in Goodwood Technical High School (always known as Goody Tech). Its closed now but it was always of interest to me as a teenager as it was a school for boys hehehe. Anyway I think I might be able to get a few more chapters in before dinner time so I'll be off. Its winter so its ok to lay about inside where its nice and warm reading books isn't it?
Thursday, June 18, 2009
I went to Ikea today with my Mum and Julia. We had lunch there. I love those Swedish meatballs. I must confess I did buy something. I bought one of those tables specially designed to hold a laptop. Yes I'm getting ready for the new laptop. As soon as I get the money for the artwork I sold I will be off to buy me a brand spanking never been owned by anyone computer. I will be able to talk to the world from the comfort of my warm bed on a cold winter's morning or from the garden in springtime.
The big shed cleanup is finally getting closer. The holdup has been taken care of. I'm going to be ruthless and throw out everything that's not nailed down hehehe. Then I'm setting up my brand new studio. I've outgrown the corner of the bedroom and need somewhere I can make a huge mess. I say shed but its really more than that. Its quite a large workshop that my dad built complete with its own toilet. I think Bob is worried that I will never come inside again. Maybe he's right.
Monday, June 15, 2009
I am happy to announce that I have pulled myself out of the doldrums. I faced a giant fear. I sent an email to a commercial gallery I'm interested in, enquiring how to go about exhibiting there and being represented by them. They replied stating I was to email my cv, artist statement and images of my work and if they think my work suits their vision for the gallery they will let me know. My inner censor grew very loud, telling me I was silly to try, that I wasn't good enough and who do I think I am trying to get into a gallery like that etc etc etc. But guess what??? I pressed the 'send' button anyway woohoo! Of course I had trouble breathing afterwards and thoughts of 'what have I done' were swirling around my head but this morning I feel very proud of myself. I faced a fear and stood up to my inner censor and that's a step in the right direction no matter what the outcome.
I went on a photo shoot with Julia yesterday. I was the photographers assistant which means I carry the camera bag and watch out for traffic so no one gets run over. Oh yeah and I also got to drive the car to and from the location hehehe. We headed off to Port Adelaide with two young models, Jai and Adrian. It was a cold stormy winter's day and we were hoping the forecast of torrential rain would hold off till the photo shoot was done. Port Adelaide has some amazing old industrial buildings with raised loading platforms and lovely old stone or red brick walls. Some of the loading platforms had 'no parking' painted underneath and there were bits of broken glass etc strewn around to add to the atmosphere. It was perfect for that young urban street culture look that Julia was aiming for. The models were easy to work with and changed clothes in the freezing conditions without complaint. And yes the rain held off. We were in the car about two minutes when it bucketed down. A good fun day.
Well I'd better stop rambling. I'm off to dismantle!
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
The blues have been setting in. Is it because I need sun? Am I hibernating for the winter? Maybe its because I haven't got a direction at the moment. The shed clean up has been held up yet again so all my plans are on hold, groan. I'm a little lost.