October

House and Bloodscape. (detail)
A little dwelling sits precariously on a lumpy red substances.  Perhaps the red is the blood of family and ancestors all swirling around but simultaneously making your base. Biology forming you as an individual with various inherited traits. A wild ride sometimes but family is family.   Or does this home sit on waves of flowing magma. Not the best place to build a home but this is exactly what every home is built on all across Earth. Tectonic plates constantly moving and below that level we are all sitting on  a very hot core. A slightly paranoid idea or a reality check?  All these thoughts plant family trees deep into geology and acknowledge the precious but fleeting concept of home.

Carolina and I presented a small selection of our work at the excellent Turner Gallery in Perth Western Australia during the month of August. Carolinas black and white analogue photographs of assorted palm trees hanging beside my etched pearl shells were greeted with positive responses and some sales which made this PALMSHELLS project definitely worthwhile. ​
When not busy with the show we managed to stroll about Fremantle and a few other Perth suburbs as well and we did the classic bicycle trip around the charming Rottnest Island just off the coast. The little Quokkas nibbling on fresh local pine shoots entertained us as did W.A wine.  We also got to meet many fabulous artists living in Perth during the month of August.

After packing up the show and saying farewell to the neat and clean city of Perth we headed north back to Broome. We have a number of new plans and projects cooking here but of course many plans are hampered by external factors that are out of ones control.  Carolinas homeland of Argentina seems to be often connected with the words "out of control”  which makes being far away from there one very good plan. ​

Broome has warmed up a little since I was here about six weeks ago and the full moon is looking even fuller. Fruit bats arrive in huge tropical gothic flocks, all waiting for the mango season just like us. We plan to avoid crocodiles, jellyfish, sharks and assorted dark lumps in the sea while we wait for the juicy fruit to ripen and we shall also continue to paddle through the waves, ripples and doldrums of life. Paddle on I say...