Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Monday, February 27, 2012

I did what I had to do

I quit my 'pocket money earning' weekend cafe' job of three years. This is a H U G E thing for me. It was such an ingrained part of my routine and my life and you have no idea what this means for me. I will be a new woman. Right now though I feel like an old woman, and totally un-liberated. I feel deathly. I think this is the three years of hospitality crashing down on me like Sarah's fake room does in Labyrinth (dramatic I know). Below is this thing I made. Is it possible for someone to use SO MUCH colour that they become totally desensitized to it? It's kind of like when you say a word over and over and over and it loses all meaning.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Sweet sweet Jane

I feel really good because the past couple of days I've been in really good company, like just hanging out with my friends and being really stupid and stuff. Last night we went to an exhibition opening (for something different) and drunk beers (strange behavior) and then went to a party and it was really fun because we danced to this and then this morning we went on a specific expedition to buy heeled jelly shoes and then Georgie and I had to go and deinstall our exhibition 'Halos and Plateaus' which is now over (R.I.P). Now it's Saturday night and even though I'm lying on my bed with my laptop on my chest utterly exhausted typing this I've still been in good company because weirdly enough three people have called my phone and I actually answered, both occurrences of which are rare and I talked to them and laughed just like I was 13 and was talking to my friend on their home phone or on a 'three way chat' call which is something I would personally like to revive.

I am SO PUMPED to get back in the studio on Monday. Here are some images that are kind of inspiration stuff for me right now oh and pictures of heeled jellies.. how did they get in there?






(I got a glitter pair, AND a clear pair. AHH!)







Thursday, February 23, 2012

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Wild Cherry

For some reason when I was walking home tonight the most profound thing seemed to be the lyrics to Wild Cherry's 'Play That Funky Music' in particular this phrase "Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die" It could have been because I'd had a couple of beers at a friends art opening this evening or just the fact that I'm in a really good and excited mood because today I was back at Uni for orientation for my honours year. It's a real honour! I get a H U G E studio and am with a group of fantastic people most of which I've gone through art school with and who are my very best friends so I'm really excited.

I was on my way to orientation by myself and had sushi and was a little early so I thought I'd go to the park and eat if before hand and I jumped off the tram and could see my friends sitting on the grass in the distance and it appears we'd all had the same idea without consulting one another. It was so great because I was thinking about in Almost Famous when Penny Lane says: "If ya ever get lonely just go to the record store and visit your friends" or something and it was totally like that. A collective consciousness of togetherness.

So right now I am so pumped for the honours program. I'm gonna lay down the boogie and play that funky music till I die, alright. I may as well make the most of it I suppose - here's to my guaranteed last year of art school. These are some images I've been hoarding lately. Vibes... uh huh huh





















Monday, February 20, 2012

Blue Bayou



This is to die for! I got the Muppet show on video a while ago and I've just got around to watching it tonight. They have the best guest stars, on this particular VHS that I have - the episodes feature Harry Belafonte, Linda Ronstadt and John Denver! Jim Henson is so fantastic. Everything about his creations are feel good. I'm into optimism and lightheartedness and joy and escapism. I used to get it from Sesame Street as a child. Now I try and create it myself.

All my friends are getting married


This is something that I made while watching the episode of the Brady Bunch where they all go to the theme park in Cincinnati because Mike Brady is redesigning the theme park because he is an architect and Jan puts her poster of Yogi bear that she bought at the theme park in one of her Dad's plan tubes which has the plans that he has to show the theme park managers by 12 o'clock because they are flying to New York and Jan accidently takes the plans and Mike accidently takes the Yogi bear poster so he shows the poster at his meeting and then has to run all over the theme park to find Jan but Jan has lost the plan tube that she thought had her Yogi bear poster in it and actually it had the theme park plans in it so then they have to find the tube with the plans in it and then they find it and run all over the park to get it to the theme park managers before 12 o'clock and they just get it to them with no time to spare and then they get to stay in Cincinnati for an extra week for some reason that I forgot.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Hit and Run





I made some more moving images. I really like making them except that they make my computer freeze and it's taken me 20 minutes to write this terrible sentence. I have some more stuff up on the Ardorous that you should check out here: http://www.theardorous.com/portfolio/chasms/. That's all folks.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Gif it here/Long time no gif




"One does have a sense that this is not going to last forever." That was a text message I received from a friend of mine the other day. Apparently it is a Cohen quote, although I'm not sure of its origin. Sometimes I get this weird feeling when I'm out somewhere and the only way I can explain it is that I feel like I'm in a game of the Sims and everyone including myself is just kind of doing these things to momentarily gratify their fleeting desires that when fulfilled will play no part in achieving any real sort of happiness - only contributing to a kind of muted satisfaction with our lives and existences. I used to love playing the Sims on our super slow PC in the early 2000s. Thinking about the Sims now there is an inherent sadness that reeks from this computer simulation of our own environment which comes from the desperation the characters experience - a urgency to quickly gain access to a higher level of being, to unlock new achievements - I'm afraid to admit that the force behind this drive is the sense that indeed, this is not going to last forever.

John Waters/Rookie



I had the privilege of illustrating this great interview with THE JOHN WATERS by Hazel Cills on Rookie. Other cool people whose interviews I have illustrated include Elle Fanning, David Sedaris and Daniel Clowes. I'm so into these incredibly distant and arbitrary encounters with 'celebrities' via my drawings. I don't have any contact with them at all except for these drawings. I like to think they look at them and think "What the hell..?!"

Friday, February 17, 2012

"BANDMOLE"

My current obsession is with The Skyhooks. The Skyhooks were an amazing Australian band from the 1970s. My Mum was a big fan and I have her vinyl of their album 'Ego Is Not A Dirty Word' standing up on my desk looking at me. It even has her name in cursive writing on the front and the back, just incase her sister forgot it was hers. I think one of the main reasons why I like the Skyhooks apart from their music being really great and apart from them being from the 70s is that they were formed in Melbourne, so it is a really tangible remnant of the 1970s that I can feel really nostalgic for even though I wasn't alive then. What I mean is that their songs are called stuff like 'Carlton (Lygon Street Limbo)' and 'Toorak Cowboy' and 'Balwyn Calling'. I love that these places are hang outs of my friends and I (Well, not Toorak or Balwyn, but Lygon Street and Carlton definitely) and the songs are more real rather than a narrative fantasy. Its like the band could have been formed by my friends if it happened to be 1973 which is why I feel a great affection towards them.

I feel like there is a reluctance to acknowledge your roots if you come from Australia. People would prefer to be associated with the romance of New York of whatever. Songs about the streets of Melbourne or Sydney (Let alone about the SUBURBS of Melbourne or Sydney or wherever) are hard to come across and in fact I think these are the only ones I know. It is so important to give a nod to where you came from, occasionally and where appropriate. It solidifies the context of your practice and existence (obviously). I don't really know where I'm coming from or going to with this so I'm just going to launch into these anecdotes. My Mum's friend had a tattoo of Shirley Strachan (From the Skyhooks) in the 70s because she was totally obsessed with him. She later had it laser removed and that's the end of that. I remember when he died in that helicopter crash and it was really sad. Also, one time, I went to this basketball game to watch a friend play and Red Symons was there watching the same game, and I was like "IT'S THE GUY FROM THE SKYHOOKS, WOAH OMG" and my friend was like "IT'S THE GUY FROM HEY HEY IT'S SATURDAY". Also, my other favourite Australian band is Daddy Cool - my Dad designed Ross Wilson's garden a while ago which was pretty "cool" (pun, bad pun)... Come back again, I'm just craaazy bout' chu bayybe...






Thursday, February 16, 2012

I've been a miner for a heart of gold

















































These are some scans from my sketchbook. I was sitting 'Halos and Plateaus' the exhibition today and entertained myself by watching my colleague and boss Tavi sing Neil Young's Heart of Gold and scribbling (literally) in my sketchbook. It was great because the gallery has this like roller door that I open up and when it started raining I could sit inside and watch the water pelt on the cobblestones. I had a peach that wasn't ripe thus very disappointing.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

"It's Susan Sarandon and Dita Von Teese"/"Why can't I have everything I want?"

Today was Valentine's Day which is kind of fun I guess if you're not superbly cynical, bitter or twisted. It's fine. Whatever. You can go on about how 'Americanised' we as Australians are becoming and you can go on about lots of other stuff but it is kind of sweet and a totally positive thing to take part in, so why not. I'm only into it if it is like an equal thing though, like men give flowers to women who give flowers to women who give flowers to men who give flowers to men. Share the lurrve! Valentine's Day can hardly be ignored in my family because my Mum's a florist. I help her out on big days like today which is fun. One customer came in and said "It's Susan Sarandon and Dita Von Teese" as in Mum was Susan and I was Dita, as in we look like them, and it was weird but funny. My Mum does kind look like Susan Sarandon but I don't look like Dita Von Teese apart from me wearing red lipstick which tends to make a lot of people tell you you look like a lot of people.

I don't really have anything to post here but one thing I loved was this collage that the lover-ly Petra made so here ya go and happy V DAY ya heard!

Monday, February 13, 2012

Carry that weight/I'm every woman

I've been thinking about the idea of a 'cultural wasteland'. These are all scans from various books I own on weird things like bacteria and children. Don't you just love pictures of discoloured meat from the 70s? I DO!