So travel broadens the mind, well why am I still taking pictures of flaking paint? The truth is, it still excites me. Yes the truth is out, but I have come to realise that life is just one big contradiction. Now I know this is not rocket science, but from all the images I have taken over the 6 weeks of travelling with the family. I have realised there is a great deal of variety that makes me go ‘ooooh’ about.
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long
Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
The words of T.S Elliot 1925
The leg of my daughter
On turning a corner in the corridors of building one at Unitec I found this. A beautiful orignal vent from the inital breathing system of the building.
To me that is a moment of rare beauty. Looking for one thing and in the midst of it’ something unexpected and special is found.
Two images I found whilst in Sydney this weekend. Put together they sum up my studio dilemma, or maybe just form the material that informs my practice. The everyday use of things along with the forgotten use of ornamentation on homes that once was so important in their design and status. I see so much beauty in the unexpected daily utility and conversely admire the piece of added decoration on a front portico. How do the two come together as a body of work. Is this a case of thinking too hard?
What else do you do on a sunny Sunday morning when the other half is at Wembley and I had children to entertain? So whilst the kids scootered within an inch of their life, I went snapping. The images are taken from quiet corners of Building 1. These are my inspirations. What’s inside? Behind? How does it come together? How has it fallen apart? Who saw it when it was first put there? Who walked past not seeing?
Join me in the discussion on Beauty. Does this evoke an emotion and feeling. To me I see elegance and beauty in form and shape along with various textures that evoke past memories of a different world. All of that equates Beauty to me am I wrong. Bring the debate on
Found in Matakana
A piece of rusty decoration from a plant nursery in Matakana. What do you see? Circles with segments, stylised flowers, diamonds with curved edges or something else? This has found itself into my work book as a source of inspiration as I am looking further into grilles and layering of surfaces
After 4 weeks of floundering around in my normal magpie manner I cautiously believe a point of light might be on the horizon. An insightful tutorial from Richard Fahey has peeled back a few more layers and his erudite ability was able to tell me what I suspected for sometime. Basically, the duality of my practice. A crazy cluttered, kleptomaniac who wants some ‘pretty’ things that look old and abandoned
just a way to hold it altogether or the starting point for a piece of adornment
Daily I see this piece of urban jewellery. On this day the light was good and I had a camera and now it’s here as part of my inspiration library
The Big Trip to Northern India
KTH Royal Institute of Technology: Spring 2017
Maker of contemporary jewellery, tea infusers and small *things*.
Just like last time... but with two kids
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