To the words that pop into my head. Or to the order in which I do things.
I am so time poor at the monet internet that this blog is sorely, sorely neglected.
Maybe tomorrow I will write an insightful blog post full of charm and wit.
I am typing so hurriedly that I wrote monet instead of moment in my second sentence and I sat for ten minutes pondering the significance of that word exchange and I thought it looked so nice that I have left it there. I am now thinking about blurry paintings and what a shame it was that Monet had a hissy fit and destroyed so many of his paintings.
Speaking of paintings.
I am part of a group show in Burnie in the north west of the state, that opens in less than four weeks and we have all been given a canvas to use as our Artist Statement. I painted my canvas yesterday. I am going to add some text to explain my work as well as some photographs of the work in progress and maybe glue a cigarette lighter onto the canvas as well.
The hardest part about any job is starting.
Apparently you have to rub some white spirits over the canvas to break down the fibres. As the canvas was propped up on the shelf drying, I asked twitter how long I should wait before I started chucking some paint about. The answer I liked the most was straight away. So I set to work
These photos were taken with my phone.
I started off using a piece of cardboard as a paintbrush and smeared some yellow poster paint all over the canvas.
The cardboard soon became soggy and left little pieces of itself on my canvas, so I changed tools and started to use a cigarette lighter as my brush.I also fingerpainted quite a bit as well.
And this is the finished background to my Canvas Artist Statement. All I need to do now is tell the story of the body of work that I have made for “Fired Up” and have it all done by the end of February.
And of course remember to breathe…
The Blurb
I take a lot of photos and most of them are just sitting around in folders on my desktop not doing anything. I thought that a dedicated post once a week would be a good way to share some of these photos that otherwise wouldn’t be seen by anyone other than me.
I am also remarkably absent minded and I put photos into folders and think that I will publish them later on and then then I never do.
So I have started a photo meme that anyone can join in and play as well. The rules are so simple as to be virtually non existent.
Just add your name and URL to the Mr Linky.
Publish your photos on your blog using the “Sunday Selections” title.
Link back here to me.
The Photos
I am tired internet. The let down from the preparation for the Exhibition Frenetica has left me drained. It is also the MONAFOMA festival and I am tearing all over the countryside enjoying myself and listening to great music and esoteric performance art.
So I only have one photo for you this week and It is a snap I took with my phone on the way to Phillip Adams Ballet Lab last night.
I shared this on twitter last night with the caption,
“Look Twitter, a uteload of ninjas. Ha! Now I know how they get everywhere so silently.”
New work by Kim Foale and Philadelphia Hanson-Viney
These next images were very hurriedly taken in my studio last night. They give you an idea of the work, that will be on display in the Off Centre Micro Gallery from today the 12th of January until Wednesday the 8th of February.
Now I have to race up to the studio, wrap the pots up and transport them all into the city, where Philly and I will set them up in situ in the gallery later on this morning. I will take photos of the work in the Micro Gallery and do an edit of this post this afternoon. Wish me luck internet.
When I bought my Nikon D90 last year, I also invested in two good lenses. My standard go with me everywhere lens is an 18-200mm lens and I use this lens 90% of the time. I also bought an 105mm macro lens which I use in fits and bursts.
I am not one of those technical minded photographers that can tell you what settings I use. I didn’t do much more than glance at the instruction booklet that came with the camera before I was off outside taking crappy photos and wondering if a DSLR really had been the best choice of camera for me. Once I saw the clarity of image that the D90 produced I was hooked and I kept on taking zillions of crappy photos mixed in with the occasional gem.
When I am outside taking photos I get distracted by the play of light and shade, shadows beguile me and textures and surfaces of everyday things send me off into ceramic daydreams.
I am a Ceramist not a photographer. I really honestly do not have a clue what I am doing and I don’t pretend otherwise. I just photograph the things I like and when I can’t get the shot I want, rather than go to my handy dandy copy of “Nikon d90 For Dummies” I ring my daughter Veronica.
The other day I was explaining to Von that my insect photos were always blurry in the wrong spots. Veronica very patiently explained about depth of field for the zillionth time but this time my lovelies it actually sunk in.
So for the past few days I have been having heaps of fun with my macro lens. Yay!
The Blurb
I take a lot of photos and most of them are just sitting around in folders on my desktop not doing anything. I thought that a dedicated post once a week would be a good way to share some of these photos that otherwise wouldn’t be seen by anyone other than me.
I am also remarkably absent minded and I put photos into folders and think that I will publish them later on and then then I never do.
So I have started a photo meme that anyone can join in and play as well. The rules are so simple as to be virtually non existent.
Just add your name and URL to the Mr Linky.
Publish your photos on your blog using the “Sunday Selections” title.
Link back here to me.
The Photos
These photos were all taken last summer.
I love bulbs and before my grandfather died in 2008 he would always give me lots of bulbs. Every time my Tiger lilies flower I think of my grandfather.
The curve of this Molly Hawks wing sends me off into ceramic daydreams.
As does the fine detail in this bush blowflies wing. I love the colour of this blowfly.
The eyes of the common house fly always remind me of futuristic robotic design.
I can watch the Orb spiders in their webs for hours. 
My friend Zelda brought her cockroaches in for me to photograph. I like cockroaches.
The sound tunnel at MONA
A frogling emerges.
Welcome swallow
This dead sting ray was on the beach and if it hadn’t been so smelly I would have brought it home and made a plaster cast of it. But honestly internet it stunk to high heaven.
