It’s for your own good
How our childhood lives affect us as adults – there’s always a child-self inside us. Continue reading It’s for your own good
Category: Art
A sudden sale of artwork
By hanging in the A4 Art show hosted by Contemporary Art Society of Victoria, Monde Monde has a surprise. Continue reading A sudden sale of artwork
How @Twitter can be your muser and abuser in #art
There’s a lot of haters out there. Just ask artist Jason Wing who used tweets as the foundation of beautiful letterpress artwork House Wigger that was on show at the Casula Powerhouse. The tirade of abuse for being Aboriginal is raw and uncomfortable and leaves a lasting impression. Like this one from JohnBoy “I guess he used his fat nose to help hold his breath … Continue reading How @Twitter can be your muser and abuser in #art
This is what happens when art worlds collide
Sometimes the art world goes into overdrive and last weekend it was insane. Three big visual art events collided – Sydney Contemporary, Spring 1883 and The Other Art Fair. Add to this the closing weeks of the Archibald Prize and it was a deadly combination. Sydney Contemporary Stoked up by a coffee from the Eveleigh Markets, we scooted into the old railway workshops (where both … Continue reading This is what happens when art worlds collide
Is all art worthless?
I was sad but not surprised to find out this week that Bono has made more from his Facebook investments than all of his music combined, ever. For Bono, that means that his life’s work, all his creative pain and joy, all his successes and failures (dare I mention U2’s Songs Of Innocence on iTunes?) are worth less than a meeting he had with investors to … Continue reading Is all art worthless?
Death in Venice. How I died from overwrought, self-indulgent art.
If you’ve read Death in Venice by Thomas Mann, you’ll know the protagonist Gustav von Aschenbach dies a self-indulgent painted-fool blinded by his passions. Walking the canals of Venice, I can’t help but think so many of the exhibits at La Biennale reflect a similar foolishness. Tangles of wire cabling and crushed plasterboard are not art, even if you fill an enormous room full of … Continue reading Death in Venice. How I died from overwrought, self-indulgent art.
F%#k pretty pictures: how one artist brings a tender approach to loss
Art is emotional. Art is worthless unless it gets a reaction. Fuck pretty pictures and lovely things to hang on your walls. Art needs to pour energy into your bones like a thumping early-dawn ecstacy high or the rush from spiked street iced coffee in Hanoi. Art is about the blood coursing around your heart, steaming through your mind and banging a reaction from you. … Continue reading F%#k pretty pictures: how one artist brings a tender approach to loss
There’s a lot of shit at @la_Biennale but Grisha #Bruskin is crazy wild #art #videoart
I’m going to say it straight out. There’s a lot of shit at the Venice Biennale. Two planks nailed to a wall? Shit. Self-indulgent video of artist? Shit. So much of it reminds me of the Emporer’s New Clothes by Hans Christian Anderson. The wonderful thing about there being so much shit is that the brilliant work stands out like a beacon in a storm. By … Continue reading There’s a lot of shit at @la_Biennale but Grisha #Bruskin is crazy wild #art #videoart
Why is Saint Sebastian the sexiest of all saints?
Sebastian was an early Christian martyr killed in 288 in Rome on orders from the Roman emperor Diocletian. He was at first tied to a tree and shot with arrows, but after surviving that attack, he was clubbed to death by Diocletian’s soldiers. If you haven’t seen Hunger of the Pines by Alt J, take a look at their video, there’s a strange surging melancholy … Continue reading Why is Saint Sebastian the sexiest of all saints?
You will never succeed as an #artist without someone to tell you you’re shit.
You see it on Instagram all the time, artist’s posting their latest work, getting thumbs up and endless praise. None of those followers say ‘You’re shit’ – or very few of them. I’ve seen an endless amount of rubbish being gushed over like it’s the new The women of Algiers. As artists, our insecurities mean we love praise, we need it, hunger for it, but … Continue reading You will never succeed as an #artist without someone to tell you you’re shit.
Ray Monde 