Harbinger opened early in March at the Gippsland Art Gallery in Sale and we’re so looking forward to seeing it in the flesh when we swing down for the artist panel discussion on the 20th May (info on the gallery’s events page.)
Wow, who’d have thunk it – showing concurrently in two Regional Galleries during the Prowl of the Pandemic. Logistically a wee bit awks, but at least in the case of Wagga Wagga we might just be able to manage a gallop across the mountains before the exhibition closes…
Curated from the National Art Glass Collection, You can’t see White, if you won’t see Black seeks to comment on the coexistence and unity of opposites as well as duality in politics, spirituality and morality.
Day, light, and good are often linked together, in opposition to night, darkness, and evil. These contrasting metaphors represented as White and Black go back in human history, and across cultures, including in the Judeo-Christian tradition, ancient Chinese Yin and Yang and ancient Persia.
As seen in this exhibition, the use of black and white creates a focused attention upon content, form, pattern, texture or upon the way in which the object has been made. Glass itself presents as a particularly expressive medium to explore abstract ideas. Both solid and fluid, glass absorbs and refracts light, and in so doing communicates spiritual purity and intensity of feeling, such as the oneness of the universe might be felt.
Showtime: Saturday 24 July – Sunday 5 December | National Art Glass Gallery
About the work (brief statement from Megxx)…
Post Modern Tokenism III comes from a series of work alluding to the perniciously capricious nature of public displays of respect for our indigenous citizens – wheeled out when it suits for gala events (like the opening ceremony of the Sydney Olympic Games) and then shoved back into the gloom the moment the scrutiny is past. They emerge and fade from view as pomp and circumstance/politics/the marketplace dictates. It’s unconscionable.
It’s a sad day here at the Hideout – Security Creative Krusty slipped gently away (vet assisted) to the doggy guard-house in the sky this afternoon amid a vale of tears (we’re holding the wake as we speak…)
He had a great innings –19 years – and will be sorely missed, especially by Studio Bitch who was constantly shadowed by the little fella.
Krusty’s last snaps were taken last week…
…[but we’ll drop in the odd memorial tomorrow. n(Ed)]
Last night’s State of Origin decider was thrilling – THRILLING we tells ya! Queensland brought their legendary hard on and it was the best game of rugby league we’ve seen in a long, long time. Truly awesome (…which is actually appropriate in this context, Nige.)
We watched the game with Shwe, who (with maroon patches on her wings) is our official team birdie, and settled into a good bottle of red for the duration.
Queensland dominated big time, despite extreme dirty business from New South Wales…
On a lighter note, there was plenty of ‘almost biffo’ to keep everyone more than happy…
And absolutely no doubt, from kick-off, that Queensland meant business…
What a fabulous send off for Hodges and what a perfect birthday prezzie for Mal! Thanks for a brilliant game, boys, it was enthralling. We love yooz all.
Best aspects of the night: (1) Gallen’s thuggish bradaggio was utterly deflated and (2) Gus Gould was virtually silent in the commentary box for almost the entire match. A great result for everyone, eh.