The Easter parade…

La Groppa and Ginger were down for Easter which was lovely, and of course we ate far too much bunny pie and carrot cake but that goes with the territory, eh.

We got our cultural jollies via a quick dash to mr jones at Bermagui for a sweet l’il  sculpture show (…and gelati).

Megsie raised the spectre of nuked reality with her cast uranium glass piece Post-Fukushima (from the prima faeces series)…

 

…Deb Jones gave ’em The Finger

…Beatle Collins sold out…

…Chloe was away with the birdies…

…and Helle got crafty with plastic bags…

There was more besides, but our camera didn’t do ’em justice unfortunately. Meanwhile there was a good gathering of the ever faithful, including  all our favourite Matts…

…lots of happy peeps…

…and some very classy entertainment…

Definitely worth the drive.

We didn’t get carried away with paparazzi biz over the weekend (the house guests are notoriously camera shy) – but we will share the most significant and delish moment of the weekend; at precisely 1.30 on Saturday arvo we toasted, in concert with Sammy Jo and Iain, the occasion of their Buddhist wedding ceremony in Bagan…

We’re very pleased to welcome our newest member to the Gang…we forgive that he’s Glaswegian. Up the Celts (we think…!!)

Can’t wait to see the photos…

Gordon biz at Wagga Wagga…

Darlings, we tried valiantly to make time for more Burma pics, but just couldn’t squeeze it in. Too many snaps, too little time, too much packing to do.

Anyhoo, never mind, moving right along – We’ll leave you with some fabulous pics of Gordon glass biz; Glass Shadows: the Gordon Family at Wagga Wagga, sent through by Michael. 

 What a line-up.

Look and weep, that’s two generations of craftsmanship right there.

More snaps here.

Scotto spotto…

Oooer!! Trays interesting stuff coming out of CMAG…

It’s kind of like an Alice Through The Looking Glass segue into one of Scotto’s pieces. Very cool.

Scott Chaseling: Deluge @ CMAG.  

April 2 – June 25

Opening reception : 3pm this Sunday April 10 

Canberra Museum and Gallery

More pervables on Scotto’s blog, here.

The Gang in Mandalay…

Hey all, we’re off to Burma tomorrow, having never got around to posting the snaps of the last visit. So we’re going to put up as many as we have time to edit so that you can browse through them if you fancy. And get a vague idea of what we’ll be up to…

Lots of ceremonies…

…plenty of town band action…

…and more of that elusive commodity, summer…

Only different.

Why on earth, we hear you ask, are you going again? Well we’ve had a rather gruesome start to the year (dreary work biz, ya don’t wanna know) and so we’ve decided to re-boot the year entirely. They hold the New Year celebrations/Water Festival in Burma in April so we are going to start 2011 over again. From scratch. The Astrologer told us last time that the next ten years would be very auspicious, from May onwards (and he was uncannily accurate about the last few months. Spooky.)

So we’re off, to rid ourselves of of all things urk!some, and we’ll be back just in time for the great Festival of the Choc…

More Mandalay snaps here. (Oops! just realised we’ve loaded them up backwards…ah, never mind.)

Tour de Tour: Adelaide…

The Gang flew to Adelaide last Friday – Megsie was giving a floor-talk for the Jam episode of Tour de Force: in case of emergency break glass. It turned into a weekend of convergence all round; Deb flew back from Melbourne and Tom flew back from Japan – which was just as well because, let’s face it, a glass-centric visit to Adelaide would have been unthinkable without them. 

Anyhoo, we were most chuffed to see the exhibition had made the front page of the Adelaide Review…

…which was a lovely start to the proceedings. (Adelaide was in the grip of Sevens fever, rugger buggers from you-know-what to breakfast, so it was a miracle that the arts got a look in at all.)

 

Afterwards we swung by Gate 8 to check out the latest configuration…

… then Tom and Rosie’s new abode, where they’re in the middle of make-over d’Moore…

and then on to lunch at a fabulous Spanish restaurant at Semaphore with Julian and Kez  who were down from Roxby.

The arvo was spent in the backyard over a few bevies with the pooches…

…after which Joe topped off the day with a glorious dinner of Chilli Crab…

                          

…hard to take, what.

Thanks to all concerned for their fine and generous hospitality. We loves ya big time.

Random snaps here.

Brennie spotto…

Brenden Scott French opens at Sabbia this week. Looks a real treat…

Hey Bren, we’re very pleased to see you retain that core ‘desire and will, in the moment of uncertainty’. Love the two-edged sword of domestica creeping in!!  

Fabulous work (can’t decide on a fave.)

The Gang will be in the sky heading for Rangoon on Wednesday, but we’ll make sure we have a glass of bubbly in the hand at 6pm EST.

The Hill…

The Hill opened at the Bega Valley Regional Gallery last Friday and what a cracker of a show it is!! A must-see for anybody swinging through the Far South Coast (on until 7th May.)

We’ve nicked the wall blurb…

The Hill is the culmination of an exploratory journey undertaken by four local artists – Sue Chancellor, Jen Mallinson, Poppy Benton and Lorna Crane – to Broken Hill, an iconic destination for generations of Australian artists.

The self-initiated project, which began with a residency at the Broken Hill Art Exchange in 2009, has been an ongoing and dedicated commitment to a creative development that has seen all four artists embrace significant technical progression in their individual practices; to better express the raw physicality of the experience.

In essence, Broken Hill is a microcosm of Australian Cultural Heritage; the interface of a socio-historic landscape that encompasses thousands of years of Indigenous (pre-colonial) history, an honour roll of early exploration (Major Thomas Mitchell, Charles Sturt, Burke and Wills), waves of migration from the first Afghan pioneers of the 1890’s, the mining lore of The Lode, and the stoic perseverance of pastoralists and ‘townies’ in the harsh climate and topography of the great outback.

It’s an environment that, for artists, almost demands a creative epiphany; a shift in perspective that translates beyond pictorial representation into technique, and medium, itself. The Hill is a working example the very real value of artist exchange and residency programs; the quantum leap in terms of an artist’s professional practice.

This exhibition represents succinct idiosyncratic responses to an extraordinary environment;

Sue Chancellor’s soft nostalgic snapshots of the 50’s and 60’s and the hand-tinted sepia-esque prints that hark to an even earlier time…

Jen Mallinson’s rusting, remnant sentinels and her evocative portrayal of weathered timelessness…

Poppy Benton’s industrial regimentation of mining company housing, and the wry, museological referencing of the feral goat…

Lorna Crane’s multi-media lyrical homage to the Darling River – an earthy mix of new media, poetry, music and works on paper…

It’s a rich and varied show, with a visual dialogue at play across the room that speaks of empathy and connection; a nuanced harmony that affords us entrée to the tangible, dramatic quality of Broken Hill.

[From the curatorial point of view this was a preferred practice scenario, insofar as we’ve had a progression of studio visits along the way, which has led to genuine critical development by all concerned and has enhanced and added to the resolution of the show. This is a stunningly mature and sophisticated exhibition, and I congratulate the artists on a truly enriching show (said Megsie.)]

More snaps here.