Beautiful images of your work and studio are such a powerful tool for artists. Flore Vallery-Radot has a brilliant weekend workshop to teach you how to capture the evocative details of your life When: 14-15th September Where: Beautiful Maleny on the Sunshine Coast, Qld Who: Aspiring and experienced artists, beginners and experts, photographers, stylists and artisan makers of every kind! Expect a mix of creative professionals and passionate amateurs looking to expand their skills, and break through their creative blocks through imaginative photography, and networking with creative folk . Check out the link in the profile for details. #sunshinecoastartist#sunshinecoasthinterland
What could cause a grown woman to spend the morning cleaning out her kiln shed unearthing a garden full of decomposing leaves, random old screws, ancient paint tins, useful but obscure tiny bundles of wire and string, mediaeval chains, rat's skeletons and long lost crystal vases of incomparable value? Answer: The unstoppable force of procrastination that has rolled over her like an irresistible tsunami due to a looming deadline. Will I ever be able to swim fast enough to escape it? #artiststudio#artlife#mumlife#australianartist#australianceramics#poterie#porcelain#instapottery#wheelthrown
New tableware "Pinwheel". This design was inspired by textiles and fabrics of the 30's and 40's. I was looking at "Charleston" the home of Vanessa Bell and Duncan Grant and centre of many gatherings for the Bloomsbury group of writers, painters, ceramicists and poets. "Charleston" is filled with paintings, on the door panels, over the fireplace and propped up against the walls. The mantelpieces and sideboards are crammed with decorative ceramics, and hand painted lamps, covered in the gestural, modernist style of the Omega workshops a design house set up by Roger Fry with the aim of enabling artists to
I made these jugs about five years ago for an exhibition at @beavergalleries . Paying homage to the funny cul-de-sac of animal jugs in ceramic history. Jugs have lent themselves to becoming animals and faces since Grecian times. ………................... I first noticed the strange dog-like gaze of the Bush Stone Curlew on Stradbroke island while I was walking back from the beach along a deserted, suburban street. In the uncanny way of the quiet suburbs I felt a watchful feeling come over me and looking into a garden saw the yellow eyes of the Bush Stone Curlew considering me from underneath
When someone you loved has died (even if it was a long time ago) you continue to find new ways of missing them. The other day I was doing the grocery shopping and I saw the back of a head and thought "Oh great! It's Dad!" Then I remembered that I'll never have that happy feeling of unexpectedly running across my Dad while I'm doing the groceries again ...... So many ways to miss the people you love. Spoons from exhibition"Depths of Light" at @narekgalleries earlier this year.