Despite my best intentions, I confess I find it difficult to blog on the regular. As a result, when I do it’s like talking to a dear friend you haven’t seen in a few years; you want to catch them up on the news but it’s kinda hard to pick out the highlights and cram it all in to a conversation. What stops me is my inconstant collection of relevant images, I feel a post just isn’t complete with an image or two to illustrate. So, I’ve been saving up. Poor strategy, sure.

Last time we spoke, dear friend, I was Artist in Focus at Mundaring Arts Centre.  I must say it was a lovely 6 week stint; Jenny, Clare and Co made it extremely easy and fun. I had the immense pleasure and fortune of meeting re-knowned hills based artist Madeleine Clear, whose work I’ve long admired. Speaking with her and visiting her studio was seriously inspirational. The jewellery making workshops, which included four with 10 and 11 year old kids, went over brilliantly. Focusing on roll printing, simple cutting and rivetting techniques, my talented students made a raft of lovely wearables, and took home some new skills to boot. A good time was had by all…. except maybe the poor lady that took to her thumb with a hammer. Ouch.

 

In other news; seen this month’s Country Style magazine? They’ve published a lovely article on your truly this month, I even get a mention on the cover. Bless ’em!

It’s a lovely write up; I’m tickled pink and will be posting a full PDF of the article on the website soon.

I’m also pretty happy about the new series I’m working on for an Perth Fashion Festival affiliated exhibition in September. It’s a bit of a departure from recent work; developing ideas for handcut titanium vessels for my solo show in 2015 left me with little motivation to lace cut anything in the short term. Still focused on my immediate natural environment, I have been looking at Dryandra plants. They’re a breed of particularly prickly native bush that springs up everywhere, and especially where the canopy in Jarrah forrests has been eroded by things like felling and climate change and the other bad things we’re responsible for. As a friend described it, it’s like natures scarring. It feels to me, walking through our property, like a silent reproach.

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