New start. Nubeena

Thursday, August 5, 2010

small development in the midst to house moving


The delay in production was because we had to move house...(well I had to move house; mostly by my self and I had flu) Excuses aside this is an example of how I think the various factions can be presented. Family portraits of the group;.
I gave this one to a vary nice lady who shared a little of her vast knowledge with me; including some books that I lost, found and then lost again during the move. I was reduced to asking Wendy where they were and she had cunningly hidden the missing books on the bookshelf.
This weekend is setting up Nubeena studio number 2; so posts should be a little more common now.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

A clip of the work in progress

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I think they are on to me




The project of recreating a the small community I am among in effigies of painted rocks is developing some momentum. I find myself more and more reminded of individuals by the rocks.

This afternoon a local wandered by and asked what I was doing. He began to look at the pile of eyes staring at him and agreed that one I held up looked like someone he knew.

It was late in the brief afternoon when the sunlight is low and sallow.

Lately I have begun to decompose the features into individual eyes, nose, ears and mouths.

They will act as pieces in a board game.

Perhaps made available in a little canvas bag that can have instruction on the outside.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Clips on Youtube

YouTube - trredston's Channel

Fishtrap workshop

fishtrap 1

I found the plastic mesh down by the sea this morning. I think it's better than chicken wire but not as good as using steam bent ti-tree and metal hoops like a proper old cray-pot.
The experience of living in a small and fairly remote town is a possible explanation for this but Ifind my self humming that line from a Cruel Sea song"...my head is like a room full of people all trying to get out of the door at the same time."


Peer through and see the faces looking out at you.

In this version the individual faces tumble together inside the sealed trap. Like rolling of dice each flick of your wrist puts a different outcome in the mix. Faces that were on top now peer out from below the others.



Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Rockheads or Stonefaces.

I have a 100 rocks that are the characters.

Not exactly sure where they are leading me

I am working on a version of a cray-pot or fish-trap for them to live in

Each one increasingly develops similarities to my neighbors. When I was at the post office yesterday I felt that the people in the line waiting to be served were imitating these rocks.

Life imitates art or something to that effect.

This project is really time consuming and I will be glad to go back to ordinary painting again.









Tuesday, April 27, 2010

you cant walk into the same room twice

the local mullet. With my dad and nephew

recent developments

This is the finished work propped up on top of an older work. When (if) the sun comes up I will take another picture

As the image progressed I started to realise that it is a good metaphor for life in a small and tight nit community. the interconnections, the tangles and surprising histories. The bulbs began to sprout mouths eyes and fingers. It got a bit weird for a while there before I managed to get these body parts back into some sort of order.


I needed to go bigger...this is three panels 80 Cm square

So I color coded each strand to enable me to follow the tangle and scaled everything up to an 80 CM square canvas.
This is a corner of a painting where I happened to find a washed up Shearwater tangled in seaweed. I found the seaweed interesting ...actually more interesting than any other thing.

A couple of landscape/still-life paintings 50x90 CM
You cant' step into the same room twice. (my current motto)

Monday, March 29, 2010

the other old blog;locked out by password issues

http://redston.blogspot.com/

The other computer broke


Still painting; settling in to the routine essential for clearing the detritus.
I lost the little lead that joins the camera to this computer so cant' upload

Current struggle is to not actually try to make a 'good' picture; the best arrives quietly and without fanfare. Stealing into the corners and wilting if subject to the ego driven desire for greatness.

Clancy and Billy at the edge of the mighty Murray

Thursday, March 18, 2010

sheerwater skull and seaweed chalk on paper 50x35cm


A few hours of close exploration of the things we found at the beach on Wednesday.
Teasing out the intricacies is deeply satisfying
Now back to the housework

18th March

Study of Shearwater; washed up among the driftwood on Roaring Beach
Using chalk on black paper I am working from light-to-dark
12x10 CM



Acrylic on board.
40x30 CM

A study of the blue winged parrot



I am trying to get the rhythm of the marks and colors to tell the story





Using many overlays of thin transparent colour

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

pages from the drawing book






















Studio; house and view of water


looking at the workplace

the bird, boat and ochre.Acryli on canvas




The bird has the color and rythm of the landscape
The boat was a project began with my dad when I was about 9
The rocks were found in the white sandy riverbed at Camel Camp. An egg with brilliant red ochre for yolk

weekend boating. Clancy Billy and Ned

old blog; for the history

http://www.redston.blogspot.com/

where we are living



View from kitchen sink





Our house from across Parsons Bay





the red is the studio








The bird flew into the window
Mostly when this happenes they bounce off and flutter away
Not this time
Now consigned to the fridge between painting eposodes


todays painting; acrylic on canvas


I found the toy boat in the shed. Dusty and incomplete

He made it for his eldest son

Drowned at 7

He was across the bay playing with his friend at the apple orchid

Nobody knew what happened

They found him at Flax Island