erasure from the book: What a young wife ought to know
mash-up: type
I am super excited to announce a group exhibition I am participating in, since my work finds itself among great company!
Besides that it will also take place at the lovely studio of Alex Hamilton.
Mash-up:Type is an exciting new group exhibition at the
Alex Hamilton Gallery Studiofeaturing diverse artworks by artist:
Olaf Bisschoff
Jurgen Schadeberg
Shany van den Berg
Hannalie Taute
Stephen Rosin
and
Alex HamiltonOpening Thursday, 30 May 2013
5pm to 8:30pm
3rd floor, 9 Barron st
WOODSTOCK, Cape TownSecure street parking.
Wine kindly sponsored by Glen Carlou
Margaritas and non alcoholic drinks also served.
Exhibition will run until 5 July 2013,
Open by appointment only: Monday to Friday 10am to 4pm
So if you are in the area, please pop in and say hi.
Tom Waits for No Man
The Tom Waits for No Man group exhibition, curated by Gordon Froud, opened at the University of Johannesburg Art Gallery.
The scale of the show is immense, with close on a hundred artists participating. Each work is based on the circular format of an LP record. On first impression the exhibition is impressive, but upon closer inspection it quickly becomes apparent that there are only a handful of gems, hidden in amongst some actually rather awful work.
The second leg of this exhibition opened recently in Johannesburg. I love the photos Derriere posted in this blog of the show.
Interruption, Disruption, Eruption
April was a month filled with disruption regarding studio time for the following reasons:
- *School holidays
- *Art festival
- *Packing and moving to a new town.
These interruptions were good.
I took some time out with the kids during their holiday.
We’ve met and got to know some interesting people and acquired some art by other artists during the festival.
And we are delighted with our new space we call home in lovely small coastal town. We live 100 meters from the lagoon, 1 km away from the ocean. It’s quite different from the Karoo. Our neighbours brought some soup over on our first night, which was a lovely gesture. The town has a lovely post office and an average library. We bought fresh fish directly from the fishermen at the tiny habour and I had fun with my son in the waves crashing against the harbour wall. He said it looks like lava from a volcano…..
Talking about volacano’s- (that’s our 5year old (E) latest obsession):
My sons version of a volcano
We talk a lot about volcano’s at home lately, and I got to learn a lot and be inspired. E wanted to know how volcano’s occur, and so we talked about the earth and what it looks like under the ground. I also told him about Pele ( Hina-Ai-Malama “she who ate the moon” )–I love that part) and after he saw this picture:
page from book found at the library on volcanoes
He told me that Pele:
- “Cannot have babies, because she makes lava and that that is very dangerous to babies”,
- “Pele is extinct like dinosaurs because she doesn’t live in ‘our’ world”
He also wanted to know how she used to make the lava and why does she look like that (referring to the picture above). And he wants to know if she has a dragon that helps her make the fire.
The part that I feel difficult to digest is where they say in the above mentioned book that very long ago people where offered to the gods by throwing them into the craters of volcanoes!
Mid April my husband and I were watching a documentary on NatGeoWild about Krakatoa, and I was fascinated.
Her eruption caused quite a stir.
Personally my culinary eruptions in the kitchen are less due to a slow cooker (which is lovely during the winter for preparing soups etc). My emotional eruptions, less because of a welcome positive change and my imaginative eruptions are more, due to a visit from aunty inspiration. So for the past month I found myself working on this new work called:
Sometimes she feels like Krakatoa
embroidery on rubber
678mm x 990mm
So guess what I am listening to quite a lot these days:
The album: “Boys for Pele” by Tori Amos
And so here is some words to my favourite song on that album.
“….and Moses I know
I know you’ve seen fire
But you’ve never seen fire
Until you’ve seen Pele blown
And I’ve never seen light but I sure have seen gold
And Gladys save a place for me
On your grapevine
Till I get my own TV show
Ashre ashre ashre ashre
And if I lose my Cracker Jacks at the
Tidal wave I got a place
In the Pope’s rubber robe
Muhammad my friend
Its time to tell the world
We both know it was a girl
Back in Bethlehem”
my thoughts but not my heart you have….
Today is the 2year anniversary of my blog (according to wordpress). How time flies when one is having fun.
I think I mentioned before that my husband once said that he knows i’ve got two lovers: one named Art. The other my blog, aka the computer, aka Yoda (that’s what he calls our computer, because he is a fan of star wars i suppose.)
so I think Yoda would have said it this way: “My thoughts but not my heart you have….”
embroidery on rubber/inner tube, found doillie
Thank you dear reader for reading, following, visiting my blog……
while my husband have my heart, you can have my thoughts.
Happy 2nd anniversary.
don’t say ‘cheese’, say “tyred”…
medium: cement fondue, rubber/inner-tube, embroidery, steel, wood
Don’ say “cheese”, say “tyred” side view.
so far its a very corny title for the work….still thinking about it…..
