Drawings

Responding to poetry

old and new, everythings borrowed and somethings are blue

I have been readying myself for each to each an exhibition in response to poems by Nathan Curnow.

I haven't done much with furniture for awhile. For each to each I have combined furniture with art. Using repurposed materials to make coffee tables, the tops of the coffee tables are the frames where the art is displayed.

Sometimes it's nice to look back.

a lamp made for A Mad F###ing batters tea party from wire and tissue paper. It's a caterpillar. The coffee table is old drawers and pallets.

pallet day sofa. 

A drawing for in response to Nathan Curnows 'Blessing' I don't normally draw, this is one of the first drawing I have done in 9 months. I actually enjoyed it however it did consume three days 

Each to Each

Come along, I will have 2 repurposed coffee tables, possibly also light sculptures or lamps if time permits, that are decorated with artworks responding to the poetry of Nathan Curnow. It's an honour to be part of such a fabulous group of people/artists. 

Ballarat’s artists have come together to create works that respond to poems by renowned writer Nathan Curnow. These diverse and extraordinary works not only serve as a smorgasbord of creative talent in Ballarat but explore how a collection of artists individually respond to the one stimulus. An exhibition incorporating dance, theatre, photography, painting, music, graphic art and installation.

Presented by Weave Length Productions, curated by Abbie Matthews, this eclectic mix of live performance and two and three-dimensional works will push the boundaries of the traditional exhibition experience.

Opened by Melbourne Spoken Word legend, Sean M Whelan.

Artists: Michelle Dunn, Hap Hayward, Aldona Kmiec, Niki Lakerink, Fionnuala McKenna, Sam O'Brien, Alison Shirley, Abbie Matthews, Lee Taylor and Amy Tsilemanis.

11th April-4th May
Opening night 11th April at 6pm, Wolveschildren

discarded floor boards

One of the beautiful things about repurposing is working with things that have a history. Today I am making a table from discarded floor boards, as I sand the years of wear I can not help but think of the history, the foot prints of the people whose lives walked along the timber, the secrets with in the grains and scores. I feel love for the memories of someone else's life wishing the table it's self could be a story, it's own work of art.