ART |
Progression 2020
Work One October 13 Holly Block
See the video - Kitty wants out
https://vimeo.com/467641282
https://vimeo.com/467641282
Kitty wants out…. desperately
.
She remembers what it was like out there…but is it the same?
The light seems different. She senses that outside…anxiety pulses, feeds
.
Does the world remember her? She barely remembers herself.
Her imaginal reality expands, becomes brighter, more vital
Kitty slips in
.
Meow
.
She remembers what it was like out there…but is it the same?
The light seems different. She senses that outside…anxiety pulses, feeds
.
Does the world remember her? She barely remembers herself.
Her imaginal reality expands, becomes brighter, more vital
Kitty slips in
.
Meow
Work Two October 25 Nha-Trang Nguyen
See the video - Time and again
https://vimeo.com/472223215
https://vimeo.com/472223215
Time and again
To be agile is to be able to move quickly and easily; to create and respond to change.
Iteration after iteration, day after day, week after week: repetition and cycle.
Circular loops and yet linear flows that layer and weave through each other.
- Time and again is an temporal work that uses seven views out the window, of the same corner of sky taken at different times and on different days.
These landscape images are spliced together with vertical slivers and slices of each other and other images, taken within the home, including of towels, blankets, plants, and of the artist.
To be agile is to be able to move quickly and easily; to create and respond to change.
Iteration after iteration, day after day, week after week: repetition and cycle.
Circular loops and yet linear flows that layer and weave through each other.
- Time and again is an temporal work that uses seven views out the window, of the same corner of sky taken at different times and on different days.
These landscape images are spliced together with vertical slivers and slices of each other and other images, taken within the home, including of towels, blankets, plants, and of the artist.
Work Three November 2 Caitlyn Cook
Mapping
What if my feelings had a pedometer? Can I map how far my feelings have travelled? And what if I had emotional wind turbines that could harness the energy of my feelings... I could power seven earths at least. I appear to be still and solid, but I'm moving, flowing, all the time. My physical body is such a lie to the eyes. I appear to be so, but I'm not physical at all.
The artist traces with her finger the sensation of anxiety in her body. Stopping and starting with its own rhythm and direction, her finger follows the feeling wherever it goes. The feeling appears to move only between her chest and throat, as if locked in by an invisible perimeter. The artist's pointing finger gives vision to what is felt, but unseen. What else lies beyond the material, beneath, beyond, the skin? Though marking a feeling of discomfort, the unrushed movement of skin on skin suggests a sensual intimacy. Is this mapping pleasurable?
What if my feelings had a pedometer? Can I map how far my feelings have travelled? And what if I had emotional wind turbines that could harness the energy of my feelings... I could power seven earths at least. I appear to be still and solid, but I'm moving, flowing, all the time. My physical body is such a lie to the eyes. I appear to be so, but I'm not physical at all.
The artist traces with her finger the sensation of anxiety in her body. Stopping and starting with its own rhythm and direction, her finger follows the feeling wherever it goes. The feeling appears to move only between her chest and throat, as if locked in by an invisible perimeter. The artist's pointing finger gives vision to what is felt, but unseen. What else lies beyond the material, beneath, beyond, the skin? Though marking a feeling of discomfort, the unrushed movement of skin on skin suggests a sensual intimacy. Is this mapping pleasurable?
Work Four November 10 Francesca Sanguinetti
Casual Contact
The simplest action, it was too banal to contemplate
Are you triggered? Nostalgic?
This photo series aimed to bring into focus one of the many small casualties of pandemic living, something we would rarely have given a thought to in the past.
The simplest action, it was too banal to contemplate
Are you triggered? Nostalgic?
This photo series aimed to bring into focus one of the many small casualties of pandemic living, something we would rarely have given a thought to in the past.
Work Five November 17 Leanne Waterhouse
See the Video
https://vimeo.com/483246436
https://vimeo.com/483246436
Ngarra is Nicole's response to the previous works and the theme of Isolation.
What the still hides, the still reveals
we slip past memory
seamless. space engulfs; sinks into blackness - a dark inky place
for imagination
to give form, give way to another sense
wanyimbuwanyimbu birrama all times tremble
Ngarra investigates the sense of isolation - going within and listening, things are mirrored back, they unfold and reveal. A juxtaposition of the other pieces so far that look to the outside world. This is the inner world.
Through Ngarra our senses view a reflective veil (depicted by a pool of water) while aurally we are invited to explore those inky depths of imagination.
Culturally everything is connected. Sky, land, water, plants and animals. There is no isolation.
This work was created on Gumea-Dharawal Country and features traditional language of the artist's ancestry, Gathang.
The artists acknowledges and pays respect to the Traditional Custodians and knowledge holders of the lands, waters and skies on which they live and create, to their ancestors, and the ancient stories held in Country and spirit.
Leanne Waterhouse’s turn landed in NAIDOC week, She made the decision to make her contribution a gesture to preference a First Nations voice and hand over to her friend and collaborator, emerging artist Nicole Smede.
What the still hides, the still reveals
we slip past memory
seamless. space engulfs; sinks into blackness - a dark inky place
for imagination
to give form, give way to another sense
wanyimbuwanyimbu birrama all times tremble
Ngarra investigates the sense of isolation - going within and listening, things are mirrored back, they unfold and reveal. A juxtaposition of the other pieces so far that look to the outside world. This is the inner world.
Through Ngarra our senses view a reflective veil (depicted by a pool of water) while aurally we are invited to explore those inky depths of imagination.
Culturally everything is connected. Sky, land, water, plants and animals. There is no isolation.
This work was created on Gumea-Dharawal Country and features traditional language of the artist's ancestry, Gathang.
The artists acknowledges and pays respect to the Traditional Custodians and knowledge holders of the lands, waters and skies on which they live and create, to their ancestors, and the ancient stories held in Country and spirit.
Leanne Waterhouse’s turn landed in NAIDOC week, She made the decision to make her contribution a gesture to preference a First Nations voice and hand over to her friend and collaborator, emerging artist Nicole Smede.
Work Six November 22 Jo Lane
petrified breath
This work is a pile of spaces. Responding to the blue water ripples of Leanne and Nicole’s previous work – ‘what the stillness hides, the still reveals . . . . ..’
Each breath piled on top of the previous. Each breath is balanced on the other. There is nothing but weight holding these breaths together.
The earth breaths, the land breaths, the air breaths, the clouds breath, we breath, little breaths, in and out.. bubbles of the self... noticing more and more when alone for so long.
Being isolated is so complicated to deal with, so many conflicting ideologies, fears, opinions, denials, self chat ...to the point when the only constant was time and place..
breathe, breathe, breathe .. .. ..
Each breath is plaster and ultramarine pigment. Mixed with water it replaces the air in a balloon. Making one at a time meant each had to be dried, then the next new one to be made, balanced on the whole, holding it as still as humanly possible till the plaster set, ready to release it to gravity.
This work is a pile of spaces. Responding to the blue water ripples of Leanne and Nicole’s previous work – ‘what the stillness hides, the still reveals . . . . ..’
Each breath piled on top of the previous. Each breath is balanced on the other. There is nothing but weight holding these breaths together.
The earth breaths, the land breaths, the air breaths, the clouds breath, we breath, little breaths, in and out.. bubbles of the self... noticing more and more when alone for so long.
Being isolated is so complicated to deal with, so many conflicting ideologies, fears, opinions, denials, self chat ...to the point when the only constant was time and place..
breathe, breathe, breathe .. .. ..
Each breath is plaster and ultramarine pigment. Mixed with water it replaces the air in a balloon. Making one at a time meant each had to be dried, then the next new one to be made, balanced on the whole, holding it as still as humanly possible till the plaster set, ready to release it to gravity.
Work Seven November 29 Ellen Maiorano
the act of filtering
Continuing from Jo’s previous work, “little breaths, in and out.. bubbles of the self…
Virus particles / warmth / energy / connection; in a time when we filter our breath, I wonder how much gets through and how much stays behind.
Continuing from Jo’s previous work, “little breaths, in and out.. bubbles of the self…
Virus particles / warmth / energy / connection; in a time when we filter our breath, I wonder how much gets through and how much stays behind.
See the Video - the act of filtering
https://vimeo.com/484887266
https://vimeo.com/484887266
Work Eight December 6 Tess Tweeddale
Reflect and Polish, and Contained
The recent outbreak abated for now and emerging crumpled from our bunkers, digital simile has lost its shimmering veneer. We crave the real and the raw.
Following on from @ellenmaiorano ‘the act of filtering’ and the theme of isolation, this work highlights the reflections through windows and sheens, one step removed, that never quite satisfied in home confinement. Working at home means the little hands we live with rush to join in.
These works: Reflect and Polish, and Contained, remember the small stand-in comforts. Amongst those were windows to the outside, leaf collecting, cosmetic self-care and receiving boxes.
The recent outbreak abated for now and emerging crumpled from our bunkers, digital simile has lost its shimmering veneer. We crave the real and the raw.
Following on from @ellenmaiorano ‘the act of filtering’ and the theme of isolation, this work highlights the reflections through windows and sheens, one step removed, that never quite satisfied in home confinement. Working at home means the little hands we live with rush to join in.
These works: Reflect and Polish, and Contained, remember the small stand-in comforts. Amongst those were windows to the outside, leaf collecting, cosmetic self-care and receiving boxes.
See the Video - Reflect and Polish
https://vimeo.com/487736794
https://vimeo.com/487736794
Work Nine December 10 Jacqui Matisse
Inside/Outside 2020
Following on from Tess I have been reflecting on containment and being contained in this otherworldly epoch. Absorbed within the confinement of our screens, the line is drawn in real-time, but is cyclically repeated, never ending. A vessel appears and reappears. A trace of a familiar vessel that has been sketched repeatedly in my mind until its lines are etched upon my retina.
Following on from Tess I have been reflecting on containment and being contained in this otherworldly epoch. Absorbed within the confinement of our screens, the line is drawn in real-time, but is cyclically repeated, never ending. A vessel appears and reappears. A trace of a familiar vessel that has been sketched repeatedly in my mind until its lines are etched upon my retina.
See the Video - Inside/Outside 2020
https://vimeo.com/489331306
https://vimeo.com/489331306