Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Greener Grass



























I bought new shoes which is pretty exciting for me. Right now, I'm wearing them on my bed and I can do this because they're new and haven't been walked anywhere outside my house like Flinders Street Station or the toilets at Uni.

Mentioning that I'm on my bed implies that I'm in my bedroom - and on the subject of bedrooms I was thinking about it as a place that can either be heaven or hell. Most of the time my room is fairly heavenly, reasonably clean, lots of books to read, all my precious belongings... but other times, when I've seen too much of my room lately and there's no other space to occupy and I've read all the books and my precious belongings are in my way - it's more similar to hell.

It's less extreme than this but sort of like if you lived in a cave your entire life, all you'd be thinking about would be getting out of the cave - then when you finally went to New York City it'd be loud and scary and you couldn't get back to this cave you live in fast enough.

It's like when I go out I'm thinking about going home. When I'm home like I am now, all I can think about is going out.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

LE VIBES




































Ah, how can I put this...? It's sort of like, clean, simple, red, white, blue - short hair, high school - pretty and pretty typical, pink and red, socks, nothing that jumps out of the ordinary. Nice eyebrows although no matter what the vibes they're always important I guess. I'm gonna wear pink lipstick with a red top and red lipstick with a pink top. How fascinating this must be to read.

Monday, June 27, 2011

I Dream Of











































It's all happening, all being nothing in particular, really. I was burning candles on top of a stack of books while I was making these drawings and I got so sidetracked that when I went to blow them out I realized wax had dripped all the way down each book and onto the floor. Have you ever tried to get wax off carpet?

Other exciting things that have happened while I've been on holidays include me rearranging the pictures on my wall, baking a quiche and scones, and, as predicted - watching 'I Dream of Jeannie'. I feel incredibly heart wrenchingly sorry for Jeannie. Each episode leaves her love unrequited, it's tragic. I find myself asking the same questions as one would ask themselves after a relationship comes to an end "She's attractive, intelligent, willing... WHY DOESN'T HE LOVE HER?"

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Point of Saturation

I am feeling really unenthused about clothes at the moment. My weekly trip to Savers - as much a part of my art practice as drawing or painting - has not been giving me the same thrill as it usually does. I could take or leave any item I pick up and I don't feel excited to purchase anything which is very strange for me. The only explanation I can think of is that perhaps I have reached a point of true saturation in my wardrobe. Is it possible that I have everything? Well, not everything, but at least every item of clothing that I would need to create some variation of any outfit I desire or see?

Perhaps this period is me realizing the unimportance of clothes, of material possessions in general in living a happy, healthy, satisfied life. (Unlikely). My fear is not this but that I have outgrown the pieced together look from Savers and am craving a more expensive, polished look only gained from shops that have everything on wooden coat-hangers and shop assistants who look like models. These things have never been in my reach although I have desired them, now that I am older do I feel like I deserve them? There's no thrill in this though and my bank account would be in negative numbers.

I guess all I know is that I like clothes a lot and that I have a lot. I pray for the return of the thrill and motivation in the hunt rather than desire for them all to be perfect and in front of me (at a price, of course). Maybe I've outgrown Savers, or maybe this is a ridiculous phase. I can hear my friend Louise now as she reads this "WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!?" I know, this is radical.

A quote from today -
Me: "Don't worry, I have them (my clothes) all under control"
Mum: "I think they are controlling you"

Saturday, June 25, 2011

TWO HEADED BOY


























Mum left this on my bedside table.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Banquet



























Some friends and I went out for an impromptu yet intense all you can eat dumplings banquet last night. I really enjoyed myself and the nonsensical MSG dreams that followed. Then, today I bought this plastic food which I am totally into. I don't know what I'll do with it all yet, as it stands I'll probably end up just playing with it and then it will sit gathering dust somewhere, but for the sake of justifying spending $10, let's pretend I'm going to use it for important art purposes.

As you can see my holidays are off to a flying start.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

"THIS SEAT IS TAKEN"









































Today on the train on the way home I was thinking about seeing and what it is that we see. I feel like people subconsciously choose what they see - that is, our eyes are discerning when it comes to seeing something then processing it in our brain. I think most of the time our eyes see a lot more than our brain does which is interesting in relation to the notion of personal truth and reality.

Is the choice of what we see based on emotional needs or simply on what visually grabs our attention the most? Seeing is not always believing, because we do see everything that is in front of us with our eyes but it's our brain that confirms or acknowledges it's existence. When seeing is not believing it's almost us trying to protect ourselves.

I always think about this quote from Seinfeld that is kind of unrelated to this but along the same lines of junk I have been thinking about lately. George Costanza says in relation to Jerry having to be hooked up to a lie detector and lie about weather he's ever seen Melrose Place "It's not a lie, if you believe it" I find that fascinating.

Monday, June 20, 2011

Friday, June 17, 2011

IN THE FLESH








































I have an unfortunate tendency to begin reading many books and never finish them. I have an obscene pile on my bedside table of chapters half digested, makeshift bookmarks sticking out of the tattered pages - each one a reminder of a short lived enthusiasm for a particular idea or work of fiction I believed - once I ran my hands over the inside cover page - would profoundly change my life.

Once I get the gist of a book I get lazy and it stays with me in my in my bag for quite some time - creating the illusion of it being read as it gets battered around for weeks until I admit to myself I'm never really going to open it again and it resides on the top of my towering stack. I think I'm a sucker for instant gratification - something not all books provide. I do like reading books but I get a lot more out of poetry. I find it's more straight up - a profound statement can be eloquently expressed in only a few short lines. Poetry is about a really specific selection and placement of words that can achieve an emotional reaction quicker than anything else. In terms of straightness, Pop songs are great examples of poetry. Talk about getting your point across in under three minutes, that's tough.

I'm talking about the 'YEAH' moment - you can get to this 'YEAH' moment after spending a week reading a book by Jean-Paul Sartre or you can get to it by reading a really short, spot on poem by Leonard Cohen e.g

'ALONE AT LAST'
How bitter were
the Prozac pills
of the last
few hundred mornings.

It's craftsmanship and it's about being a 'word-smith' (A term my Aunty coined.) It's about being discerning with your words. YEAH. Poetry is successful when it doesn't try to have the complexities and delayed "YEAH" as a novel.

At the moment I'm really into Blondie in particular this incredible song from 1976 (what a year) 'In The Flesh' (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I9hJDUHTLUg), which was only a hit in Australia after it was accidently played instead of X-Offender on Countdown. It is a brilliantly straight song. "HANDS OFF THIS ONE SWEETIE, THIS BOY IS MINE"

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Clean Up Time













































































I collect A LOT of paper in my studio over the semester. These are some notes I found and decided to keep.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Recent Work


This is my most recently finished painting. It's called 'MMM HMM' is Acrylic, Spray paint and collage on canvas and measures something along the lines of big x big cm.

Great expectations



























As the semester comes to an end I have a big block of holidays looming towards me which I'm not particularly fussed about. I don't like holidays very much because I can't really go into my studio and I don't see my friends every day and ofttimes I get stuck in a bit of a rut because of this. Interesting things often come out of this rut though - like a total wardrobe clean out or a renewed interest in baking or doing a puzzle or watching every single episode of 'I Dream of Jeannie' (again). But I really wanna feel like I achieve something these holidays, I'm going to try and not lose the momentum that I've built up during the semester with making stuff. Yeah. That's right, you heard me.

Well my Aunty is on her own holiday in Turkey at the moment and we received this postcard at home. I looked like an Amish person today which interesting, and the painting I'm standing next to up there is by my Grandfather, whom I never had the pleasure of meeting but his heart and soul is hung in frames all about our house - one of the reasons why I make things - so my bloody innards can live once the hands that extracted them have died.

Monday, June 13, 2011

THE VIBES









Ebay

I'm broke so slowly my things go on Ebay. I'm having trouble posting a link to it here that actually works - but try this one http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=220798637165&ssPageName=STRK:MESELX:IT#ht_500wt_1156 and then to see the other items you can click 'see other items' on the right.

Luck be a lady


























16. Do you believe in luck? Or do you think that it is simply coincidence? OR do you believe that luck is just a socially created answer to what we can’t explain. Or all of them?

I think I believe all of the above. Luck is essentially coincidence. I do not believe everything that happens in the universe is predetermined, thus luck is basically these chaotic happenings, happening, and recognized as having either a profoundly positive or negative impact on our lives. Luck is just the 'happenings' of the universe - so I suppose every event that occurs is luck, both good luck, bad luck, mediocre luck, unnoticeable luck, mundane luck, winning ten million dollars luck. It's just people and things colliding resulting in varying outcomes, whether we register them or not.

Luck is not a force that chooses who to bestow goodness or badness upon, however it is something we can believe in because as individuals we have some control over it. As humans we have the power to make decisions which make up a never ending chain of events - our lives. Every 'happening' is a result of us or someone around us making a decision to take an action - physically, emotionally, mentally... Good luck is the outcomes of these decisions going our way. Bad luck is the outcomes of these decisions not going our way. How hard do you spin the wheel of fortune?

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Friday, June 10, 2011

Soul Sista

Today it was 1976. I got out the gold hoop earrings for the occasion and ridiculous distance staring photographs. To me (someone who did not live in the 70s) the 70s were kind of floaty and slow blinking, if that makes any sense. Music was smooth and full of SOUL, honeys singing MMM HMM HONEY and BIG HAIR.

There is an early 70s band called 'The Lovelites' that I just LOVE. A lot of their songs have a speaking bit at the beginning - with a honey talking about how her heart was broken in a sexy voice against a funky guitar beat. It's so brilliant. I made a playlist with some great songs from our soul sistas of the 70s. Experience the vibes. Download it here: http://www.mediafire.com/?clagi12pfcdza

Thursday, June 9, 2011

"It's all happening"



























Over the past week at Uni we have had entirely uninterrupted studio time to prepare for the end of semester assessment. I've been coming in at 9.30 each day and really working hard. I love what comes out of uninterrupted time in the studio - there's good work and bad work and lots of it. Then there's the feeling that you really truly cannot do any more, which is what I felt like this afternoon so I got a Kit Kat and wandered the studios for a while. I really am going to be sad to leave this environment, it's just so wonderful and especially when everyone gets their act together and really makes a lot of stuff just before assessment - the vibe is wonderful and you can feel the energy in the air. I love being reminded that there are people as strongly compelled to make things as I am.

I've been making some new drawings - three of which are pictured above. I've been working on butchers paper which is a really fantastically honest surface. When making these drawings I was thinking about the idea of simply 'filling space' as a child would do making a poster or something. I love the action of colouring in large areas with a texta that's a little too small and running out.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

NEIL YOUNG



































































We live in a world where a pack of Soothers costs a non-negotiable $2.59 and Neil Young has nothing to do with it.