This is my play ground. Experiments on paper, video, alternative or mixed media.
Humanity likes imposing ‘order’ on the fabric of Nature. This I’ve symbolised by folding these artworks. We organise our environment to produce great advances in our civilisation, yet at the same time trigger catastrophic events.
Just as these artworks are difficult to read once folded, so it is difficult to read the lines of cause and effect in our manipulations of the world.
Are we warping or co-creating?
Bending Nature to our Will 1
Bending Nature to our Will 2
Bending Nature to our Will 3
It’s incredibly frustrating working on net. Like the texture of memory, there is no firm grip, no easy control. The surface that should hold things together disintegrates, slipping away from under your fingers.
Immaterial 2 (Detail)
Immaterial 1 (Detail)
The Disintegration of Memory
The Reconstruction of Memory (Detail)
YouTube Video of Reconstruction of Memory
The Reconstruction of Memory
“And then one morning the ground shifted”
We try to prosper and move forward, yet are often surprised by curveballs beyond our control.
'Curve Ball (and then one morning my world shifted)', Pencil on Fabriano
"And Then One Morning My World Shifted"
"Curve Ball And Then One Day ,"
"And Then One Day"
"Curve Ball: And Then One Morning The Ground Shifted"
"And Then One Morning The Ground Shifted"
"The Day Started Out As Usual"
Circus of Hope and Hyenas
Otis Figurative Arts Residency, Los Angeles
This 6m long drawing was an experiment in stop motion animation.
I had thought the South African context was complex and layered, but once placed in an American context, I quickly realised that every country has it’s nuances and problems! This drawing was an attempt to come to terms with the experience.
True is the Law of the Jungle
The Circus of Hope and Hyenas
And the Rules Hidden in Cupboards
The Circus of Hope and Hyenas (2)
Visit the Room of Remembrance
The Circus of Hope and Hyenas (3)
And Plant a tree you won't sit under
The Circus of Hope and Hyenas (4)
Life is a series of repeated cycles of creation and destruction. I turned 40 and noticed that things fall apart (!). It was time to make my own ‘quilt’, a visual signifier of the hope that beauty can still be created from the fragmented pieces left in my hands.
Acceptance (Detail of progress)
Acceptance (Plannig and progress)
(Thankfully completed...my fingers are raw!)
Acceptance (Detail 1)
Between or belonging to two different places, states, etc
In Anthropology, liminal refers to the middle stage of rituals, when you no longer hold your pre-ritual status but have not yet begun the transition to the status held when the ritual is complete. You are standing ‘at the threshold’ between your previous way of structuring identity, time, or community; and a new expression.
These works are about the potential for growth in the “in-between” places. By mixing different mediums, boundaries are blurred and new solutions are possible. The liminal space is filled with ambiguities and contradictions, disruption and disorientation. I believe discomfort can be endured if there is hope for growth.