Showing posts with label paint. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paint. Show all posts

Thursday, 15 November 2012

the labyrinth of line...















'The whole visible world is covered with invisible patterns...'
 

...'The distorted line repeated over and again became abstract and transformative, unfolding strange new associations of meaning and difference.  In my drawings, lines of trees, branches and stems developed into distorted scars, scratches and bones, reduced forms and the simplest structures...'
 

Tuesday, 21 February 2012

mon pays c'est l'hiver...














palettes are useful for not only holding and carrying and shipping
most of our food and goods around the globe...
palettes of the untreated kind can be recycled to make a very serviceable firewood
and furthermore...
while chopping them up you can play with them, reuse them
and paint on them!!
Above are some happy experiments on the humble palette,
amazingly we discovered all sorts of beautiful timbers, hardwoods and grains
so fun to paint and play with...
again...
the path is about reusing what is abundant..
at hand, and sustainable...
i like that.
and recycling. i like that...
oh and painting with just 3 shades
makes an enticing number of colours...

Tuesday, 2 June 2009

poetics of idiocy






when you have a red wall
and someone graffitis it
not sure why you cover it with white
but me loves it
think they look better than
blah red wall

Monday, 25 May 2009

4X4



some paintings i did last year
made like 30
primed cardboard
but just wanted to see what they looked like
so ner....



Sunday, 5 April 2009

something about this guy

despite all the noise that is probably buzzing around this 'guy' at the minute....i didn't really like his portrait of gurrumul....however, perhaps i simply need to see it in the flesh. I have seen gurrumul quite a few times here in Darwin, I remember the first time was years ago...he simply came on stage and started singing...and it is true, i got goose pimples and tears just poured, something soul inspiring in his songs....maybe it is that i have sat on country, heard the manikay, felt the river of ancient ancestors which cross the land...not sure

but back to these pictures...i have spied on this guy's paintings for the last couple of years and love em to bits....i even felt like going to the big smoke just to meet him...but now he's all famous and stuff, probably have to book 5 years in advance for a 5 minute nothing. Anyway, i might just believe in the amazing powers of the universe to meet people who endlessly inspire me....have been blessed to have met so many inspiring peoples and will just have to have cyber artist crush (seem to have a few lately).

anyway, perhaps it is just the scratchy, messy, painty marx that i make i seem to resonate with these..........