Category Archives for Visual Art

Collage-mahal – Ducks by the pool

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I can’t completely justify the title of this post aside from it being a witty play on the word ‘collage’ and I studied architecture for 7 years so the Taj Mahal holds some relevance for me personally…? Yeah I know it’s a stretch. There isn’t even anything remotely Indian in the above image. Sorry for not really being sorry and being rather pleased with myself instead.

Anyway, here’s a collage I made after heading out to the modern man’s Taj Mahal, aka Ikea, to buy more frames. Frames possibly made in India. And there’s that Taj Mahal creeping back in again.

Sorry. The collage. So it’s pigment and water, black ink and while acrylic paint. The images come from a magazine called ‘Interview’ from the 1970’s edited by the man himself, Andy Warhol. And they coaxed a little story out of me about the birds that hang around the house where I grew up.

How about dad when he used to chuck bungers at the sulphur crested cockys to stop them eating all the passion fruits?! Where did he even buy those? They were so noisy.

Yeah. The bungers and the cockys.

I don’t know how the ducks got away with leaving green poo around the pool all the time.

Way worse.

Mind you, passion fruits are pretty yum.

Duck 1: Ha! We get away with murder because we are so lovely.

Duck 2: I think it’s our appealing rounded bills. Duck bills.

Duck 3: We coined it and the platypus’ used it after that. They must be annoyed that we beat them to the punch.

Duck 4: Nah I heard that they’re ok with it.

Until my next eagerly anticipated collage word play.

Paper cut. And score. And fold.

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Made this one… well these three… by drawing up some geometries, laying some water colour paper over them, sitting a large piece of glass in my lap and shining a light up through my legs then – wait. At this point, my dad would say – “Oh, why didn’t you just use the light shining out of your ass?”. Good one, dad. Anyway, then I cut or scored the lines with a knife and a metal ruler so i didn’t end up with any pencil marks ugging up my paper.

As they are a gift, I framed them. In frames from Ikea. Because apparently I can’t seem to bring myself to buy frames from any other frame vendor. Frame is not included in this image so probs not worth the mention.

Collage-nikov : Sausage Man

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Went to Ikea, bought a bed frame. Went back to Ikea, bought a picture frame and…BANG! (There’s that kalashnikov reference we were looking for) Made a collage.

The detail is pretty rubbishy online as it’s such a big image (about 80 x 60 cm) and I took a terrible photo on my iphone (I promise to get better at it), but its a collection of images from various sources (movie poster, Interview Magazine, Archetype Magazine, a Dictionary written from some guy’s personal experience) and some handy work of my own using loose pigment and water, white acrylic paint and black ink pen. It’s basically all about Peter Thompson (the local butcher from Mona Vale where I grew up – we called him Peter Thompson Sausage Man) moving to Tasmania. The story seemed to speak nicely to the images.

Oh! I almost forgot to tell you! Did you hear about Peter Thompson Sausage Man?

You mean the butcher in Mona vale who looks like this: [drawing of Peter Thompson with sausages and a cleaver]? And who makes those little tiny pork sausages that are so nice with a big family roast?

Yes! Peter Thompson who used to give us a free sausage in a bag when Mum went in to buy dinner!

Oh, I thought that was the butcher by Franklins and Peter Thompson is on Pittwater Road.

Oh. You might be right.

Maybe.

Anyway, I think he’s moving to Tasmania.

Hanging this thing up in my new SF room until I become such a highly sought-after artiste that thieves are literally breaking into my house to steal my stuff and sell it online for exorbitant amounts of ca$h money to art lovers who want to put them in shrines. That’s me – the art lover trying to buy my stuff back. In retrospect, I shouldn’t have made ‘art lovers’ and ‘shrines’ plural.

A feature film? Yeah, I did one.

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A feature film? Yeah, I did one. It’s called ‘Winning Formula’, it’s a comedy, I wrote it, my mother doesn’t like the script but you win some and you lose some, I like the script, and we wrapped production on it last month in Los Angeles under LFL Entertainment. I will probably become very wealthy and well known in exclusive circles as a result of this film. Specifically, wealthy in knowledge and the exclusive circle being the cast and crew – but I’m open to expansion if you’re interested.

Anyway, here’s the synopsis:

While backpacking around America, two Aussie girls find themselves deep in turtle racing debt to a notorious gangster. Constantly validating each other’s bad decisions, they devise crafty plans to keep their heads above water, earning money any way they can while unwittingly become tangled in a dark mystery surrounding their family’s past. Through the hardest of times, they learn to embrace what is right on their caravan doorstep: romance, friends and family – with a side order of juice.

Yep. Sounds like a hoot, hey.

Well you can expect more updates on this little gem as the year (and post-production) progresses. This space shall clog up like the proverbial crapper with trailers, posters and links to high-profile premiers. ‘High-profile’ is of course an exaggeration but there will certainly be opportunities to catch a screening here and there.

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