Megsie’s first swim for the season…
The pool’s actually been open since the long weekend, but we sensibly waited until the solar heating managed to deal with the volume of water. Today was perfeck.
The Gang did the studio rounds of the ‘Broken Hill Mob’ last week – Sue Chancellor, Jen Mallinson, Lorna Crane and Poppy Benton – for an early taster of work-in-progress for their exhibition at the BVRG next year (March). Have to fess up that we’re shameful voyeurs when it comes to poking around artist’s studios – it’s the best part of the curatorial gig.
Lorna’s currently in the throes of final preparation for her Berlin show (which is going to be a cracker) at the Belconnen Art Centre…
Cool studio. And then we were off to Jen’s…
…where Poppy also set up temporarily (her studio being the only one not in the near vicinity)…
…and last stop was Sue’s…
What a happening place Pambula is! Sweet little village, great bakery, serious arts community. Noice work if you can get it.
It’s shaping up to be a terrific show – mark it in your dance card.
Dira has just returned from her fabulous Big 5-oh! tour of Europe (almost in concert with Granny’s – those Libran women know how to party, eh?) And yes, the Gang was supposed to be there, swinging from one birthday dinner to the other. Serious bummer dudes, what can we tell ya; the walk-in Marcus G ‘drobe and Burma quickly put paid to all that. Ah, well, such is life.
Anyhoo, after Paris/Canal de Midi barge biz/and Spain, Dira and Toni headed for Venice for the real birthday treat; a mosaic workshop at Orsini. Dira loves her smalti, and she wasn’t disappointed. Between the daily walk to the Orsini workshop…
…the buckets of smalti…
…the Master’s work…
…and a slap-up buon compleanno dinner with reliable pals…
…and, most importantly, Toni…
…what more could a girl possibly want?
Oh yeah, maybe just a gorgey chandelier from Murano – as a little souvenir of the occasion…
Dira and Toni ran a blog for the duration of the trip. You can work your way back through it, here.
Now we’re in link heaven, this one from La Groppa…
Chandeliers to (literally) die for. More goodies from Hans Van Bentam here.
Oooh, yeah. Right up our alley. Thanks Nige for pointing us to this little beauty.
More snaps of Dick Marquis’s goodies at Traver, here.
The Gang spent last night camping at Penders with Minnie, Keith and Clare as a prequel to next weekend’s Artist Camp (with visiting artists Christine James and Beth Hatton who feature in the current exhibition at the BVRG – Baseline: remnant grassland of Weereewa/Lake George.) We spent the evening sorting out logistics over a pot of Clare’s wild bunny stew and a glass of wine or three.
And woke up to the most glorious day…
…and whales!!…
They were out a way – a mother and calf, heading south.
With any luck it’s the precurser to a whale watching, artful weekend.
The Gang and Leah hitched a lift up to Moruya on Thursday night with SEAR head honcho Andrew Grey for the launch of the Basil Sellers Art Prize 2010. This was our first foray into the Prize’s melee – and what cool running Monika McInerney and her crew make of the proceedings. You’re not allowed to see any artwork until after copious drinkies and chat. So civilised! And a great way to heighten the general anticipation – the final hang remains a mystery until after the speeches and announcement of the winning work.
We’re reliably informed that there were a number of severely ruffled feathers apropos the final cut. Ah well, such is the reality of the Art Comp biz – and an affirmation, frankly, that the judging process is healthily removed from the small-p politics of the local arts coterie. Something to be applauded. Of course, when you put a triumvirate of David Broker, Anni Doyle Wawrzynczak and Kristian Pithie in charge of the filleting knife, then you’ve got to expect a professional and incisive result.
Stan Squire, a breath-of-fresh-air-self-effacing Pambula boy with a passion for surfing and living the utopian dream, was a very worthy winner of the prize…
“There are three hundred and fifty eight billion sides to every story” was his explanatory note for the work; Lost in Paradise/Martian style. Wunderbar.
There was a goodly smattering of the Bega Valley Shire mob represented on the walls, so there were plenty of smiles all round…
…especially from Sue, who scored a red dot straight up…
…and Anneke, Tanja and Bernard, all happy to have made it through the cull.
It was such a treat to catch up with David and Anni (we’d not met Kristian before)…
…we’ll definitely have to entice them further south in the not-too-distant future.
Random shots here (sorry peeps, we lost quite a few in the editing suite.)