It’s a cold June night. The power has been out since 4.30pm. I’ve cooked fried eggs in chilli on the wood stove and lit my last two candles. For a while, I blow out the candles, sit on the sofa in the dark and watch the firelight flicker on the wood panelled ceiling. Then I just sit, in the dark. The cuckoo clock stirs into … Continue reading How to pass the time.
We live moment after moment. Many of those moments pass unnoticed. But sometimes those moments become momentous and profoundly change our lives. For some of us, art is a catalyst for a dramatic change in our lives. It’s hard to imagine how someone’s scratchings on a canvas in their studio can seismically shift a life. That one artist can push another unknown-unmet-person to take a … Continue reading How art can profoundly change us all.
The exhibition After the Fires by Ray Monde opens at Purple Noon Gallery on the one-year anniversary of the devastating bushfires around Braidwood. Continue reading After the Fires opens at Purple Noon Gallery
It’s been a weird week. I’ve struggled with tears at unexpected moments. Just an accumulation of stuff. So I just focused on my work. Went into the studio relentlessly. Because I know it’s good for me. If I don’t have studio time, things just get darker. Making a mark on a page or canvas feels like I’m moving forward. I found two great sources of … Continue reading Is today the day art dies?
It’s a strange question to ask, ‘What do you like to rub all over yourself?’ but it’s a far better one than ‘What inspires you?’. There’s nothing like the word ‘inspire‘ to make your dick shrivel up like a cashew in Antarctic sea ice. It’s a dead word. The overuse of words like inspire and passion have made them carry almost the opposite of their … Continue reading What do you like to rub all over yourself?
Flicking through the photos on my phone, I came across a shot of the bushfires around Braidwood in December last year. It jolted me back to the bushfires that ravaged the land around our home for weeks and weeks and weeks. What was so surprising for me that it rekindled this underlying trauma which I thought I had left behind. After spending a few months … Continue reading A turn to the dark side: from ashes to artwork.
When the corona virus starting locking down cities around the world, my studio became off-limits. I had to find a way to work without the studio. I throw some things in a box that slowly evolves into my travelling studio. After three months in hibernation, I drive. From Washington to Idaho, Montana and Wyoming. My travelling studio becomes my life. Here’s how to make art … Continue reading How to take your studio with you on the road.
There’s no greater compliment for an artist to have someone recommend your work. It says they like your work. It says they like your work enough to share your work with other people. Is an art recommendation really that important? Yes. It’s not like recommending a sofa or a brand of milk. They like your work enough to stake their own integrity on your art. … Continue reading How do you do an art commission for a client 18,000 miles away?
One of the most-significant Australian novels, My Brother Jack, was written by George Johnston on the Greek island of Hydra. Sidney Nolan moved the England in 1953, dying there there in 1992, yet the vast bulk of his work revived the Australia he carried in his mind. “We have to remove ourselves to see things with fresh eyes.” Evoking one world from another was part … Continue reading I traveled halfway around the world to see what’s just around the corner.
Jerry Saltz, Senior Art Critic for New York Magazine and Pulitzer Prize winner, was a long-haul truck driver. Till he was 41 years old. I started making art at the same age. This was one of the most surprising (and inspiring) things for me to come out of his new book; How to be an artist. It really is never too late to start doing what … Continue reading How to be an artist, Jerry Saltz: Review