INTRANSIT 2025
MARCH
My exhibitions this year are listed below with working titles. I think these titles are likable but I could also begin to simply use numbers for each exhibition I present which would save me dithering about with wobbly words. If I go with numbers then my WONDERLUSTFUL exhibition in April could be simply solo show #106.
WONDERLUSTFUL @ Mulgrave Gallery. Cairns. QLDS. In April
FLUFFY GEOGRAPHY @ BLOCKPROJECTS Gallery Melbourne VIC. in May.
PLACES OF POSSIBLE INTEREST @ SHORT ST. Gallery Broome W.A in July.
HOMING IN ON HOME @ LINTON + KAY Gallery Perth W.A. Early Sept.
WAYS TO GO @ LOST EDEN Gallery Dwellingup W.A. Late Sept.
My #106 solo exhibition is arranged in far North Queensland which means a flight of 3440 kms across the large island called Australia. I will watch the sunrise on the Indian Ocean next drop into the red desert town called Alice Springs in Central Australia then onto the city of Cairns that looks out to the enormous Pacific Ocean.
WONDERLUSTFUL @ Mulgrave Gallery. Cairns. QLDS. In April
FLUFFY GEOGRAPHY @ BLOCKPROJECTS Gallery Melbourne VIC. in May.
PLACES OF POSSIBLE INTEREST @ SHORT ST. Gallery Broome W.A in July.
HOMING IN ON HOME @ LINTON + KAY Gallery Perth W.A. Early Sept.
WAYS TO GO @ LOST EDEN Gallery Dwellingup W.A. Late Sept.
My #106 solo exhibition is arranged in far North Queensland which means a flight of 3440 kms across the large island called Australia. I will watch the sunrise on the Indian Ocean next drop into the red desert town called Alice Springs in Central Australia then onto the city of Cairns that looks out to the enormous Pacific Ocean.
WONDERLUSTFUL will be held in Cairns @ the Mulgrave Gallery.
51 Esplanade Cairns City Queensland.
The exhibition will be a visual travelogue of selected works and wayward ways. If you are in the far north eastern bit of Australia please drop in.
DATES: 26 April – 22 June.
LAUNCH: Sat. 4:30pm 26 April.
51 Esplanade Cairns City Queensland.
The exhibition will be a visual travelogue of selected works and wayward ways. If you are in the far north eastern bit of Australia please drop in.
DATES: 26 April – 22 June.
LAUNCH: Sat. 4:30pm 26 April.
WAYWARDWAYS
X 3. 2024. 6.5 cm x 52 cm each.
Acrylic, fabric thread, fake grass on wood.
X 3. 2024. 6.5 cm x 52 cm each.
Acrylic, fabric thread, fake grass on wood.
Image - Carolina Furque.
Now for a little rant as watching the news has become rather demanding. I often feel like I want to vomit, spew, chunder, puke, barf, purge, regurgitate or to get wasted, pissed, smashed, drunk, tipsy, festive, intoxicated, cactus, shit-faced, plastered, sozzled, out of it, inebriated, befuddled, woozy, smashed, wrecked, sloshed, pickled, hammered, steaming, sauced, ratted, legless or zonked out watching most news coverage.
I tire of ongoing horrific human folly spread across the planet. Seriously stupid shit performed by many of my species at a level that is far beyond comprehension. We humans tussle, battle, and we kill. Often we fear and misunderstand each other in abundance. We pine, cheat, envy, hate, gloat and behave very badly on so many occasions to one another. Currently we have a monstrous selection of weapons available to attack, retaliate or provoke anyone who for some reason does not please us, looks a bit different or has some other strict view of what the fuck life is all about here on this little planet of ours. I call all these clashes folly but I could use the term suicidal.
We are still animals that is a fact so we lash out and strike to survive or protect with fists, spears, bullets, rockets, poison and words. This human attack and defence dance is easy to observe wherever you are. It is how we “sorts things out”. Problems can be apparently solved by “whatever means” but I know there are other ways besides insane rampage to solve difficulties.
Nobody is here for very long and this fleeting existence of ours needs to be recognised. Why battle so much when we are all in the same boat and all of us surely would much rather smile than scream. Am I incredibly naive and romantic? Yes I am. What I do know is that we should be much smarter.
I wonder if we could stop being fearful, greedy, stupid, ratbags, fools, cads, fuck-wits, scamps. clods, imps, pests, rotters, quacks, trolls, rascals, nincompoops, kooks, delinquents, sinners, beasts, tricksters, fiends, louts, creeps, stinkers, rogues and total arseholes so can we adapt into another type of being?
Now for a little rant as watching the news has become rather demanding. I often feel like I want to vomit, spew, chunder, puke, barf, purge, regurgitate or to get wasted, pissed, smashed, drunk, tipsy, festive, intoxicated, cactus, shit-faced, plastered, sozzled, out of it, inebriated, befuddled, woozy, smashed, wrecked, sloshed, pickled, hammered, steaming, sauced, ratted, legless or zonked out watching most news coverage.
I tire of ongoing horrific human folly spread across the planet. Seriously stupid shit performed by many of my species at a level that is far beyond comprehension. We humans tussle, battle, and we kill. Often we fear and misunderstand each other in abundance. We pine, cheat, envy, hate, gloat and behave very badly on so many occasions to one another. Currently we have a monstrous selection of weapons available to attack, retaliate or provoke anyone who for some reason does not please us, looks a bit different or has some other strict view of what the fuck life is all about here on this little planet of ours. I call all these clashes folly but I could use the term suicidal.
We are still animals that is a fact so we lash out and strike to survive or protect with fists, spears, bullets, rockets, poison and words. This human attack and defence dance is easy to observe wherever you are. It is how we “sorts things out”. Problems can be apparently solved by “whatever means” but I know there are other ways besides insane rampage to solve difficulties.
Nobody is here for very long and this fleeting existence of ours needs to be recognised. Why battle so much when we are all in the same boat and all of us surely would much rather smile than scream. Am I incredibly naive and romantic? Yes I am. What I do know is that we should be much smarter.
I wonder if we could stop being fearful, greedy, stupid, ratbags, fools, cads, fuck-wits, scamps. clods, imps, pests, rotters, quacks, trolls, rascals, nincompoops, kooks, delinquents, sinners, beasts, tricksters, fiends, louts, creeps, stinkers, rogues and total arseholes so can we adapt into another type of being?
JANUARY
It is 2025. I am not really sure how that happened as I was not concentrating too much on the movement of our planet around the sun which I am told takes 365 days and six hours to do a single lap. A friend tells me that in Thailand it is the year 2568 as they use the Thai solar calendar which began when the Buddha died and entered into the state of parinirvana back in the good old days before the Gregorian calendar began. Meanwhile on the planet Neptune a single year is over 60,000 days long and each season last 40 years. They probably dont celebrate New Years eve there with fancy functions, food and cocktails which is a pity as that can be loads of fun… but I drift off the path a bit … So what am I doing and where am I doing it in 2025?
I have been added to the list of artist exhibiting in the 2025 Collie Art Prize in W.A. My mixed media work - WAYS TO IDENTITY dipicts a fluffy multi directional sign/tree on a background of chaotic green textures. Roots hold the signpost in place but there are no words or symbols anywhere on the sign to lead us anyplace, we are left to wonder. Identity seems topical these days in many lands and in many cultural spheres as we humans continue to try and sort out who or what we are as well as why and where. Good luck with that I say. We must also discover if we have enough organic or artificial intelligence to survive a bit longer in order to find answers to all those large tricky questions.
Identity I believe is constructed by an array of elements. It can be fluid but is basically formed at an early age by mixing family, beliefs, geography, appearance, language, customs, education, situations and a few more ingredients in a strange organic blender also called a brain. WAYS TO IDENTITY ambiguously acknowledges the richly flavoured smorgasbord of influences which all create our sense of self. I present a multi-directional sign rooted in a primary location but suggesting many ways to go, many things to see and much to consider in order to be the best you.
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WAYS TO IDENTITY. 156 cm H. x. 88 cm. W. Acrylic thread, cotton thread, acrylic paint on Belgian linen. |
I often observe the regeneration of Australian bush after bushfires which I find fascinating. Eucalyptus trees sprout, ferns pop up and grass trees spurt growth all rapidly from intense heat, black ash and debris of random or intended fires. Bushfire season is here in this part of the world once again so we best consider being careful, staying cool and definitely don't get burnt as our flimsy bodies and homes are not very fireproof.
I must prepare for a number of exhibitions this year. That means I best get very studious in the studio and sort out assorted experiments, ideas, themes, shapes, textures, lines and compositions. Shows in Melbourne, Broome, Perth and Dwellingup are in the calendar and at the end of this year Carolina and I hope to travel northwards to South Asia which should happen but the adventure is still in the planning stages which means many pieces of the project must slot together before we can pack the bags. We profusely and irrationally pray to Ganesh, Baby jesus, Odin, Willy Wonka, Pacha Mama and any other gods that may help us on our way.
I must prepare for a number of exhibitions this year. That means I best get very studious in the studio and sort out assorted experiments, ideas, themes, shapes, textures, lines and compositions. Shows in Melbourne, Broome, Perth and Dwellingup are in the calendar and at the end of this year Carolina and I hope to travel northwards to South Asia which should happen but the adventure is still in the planning stages which means many pieces of the project must slot together before we can pack the bags. We profusely and irrationally pray to Ganesh, Baby jesus, Odin, Willy Wonka, Pacha Mama and any other gods that may help us on our way.