Sculpture Walk

I finally got around to uploading the camera today. This is how my work looked prior to the very large and aggressive storm that came through Perth. Don't really want to take any pics now.......only 6 pods came down, but lots are twisted up in the branches. The pods laid out in a colour aray, waiting to be hung.

I don't know why, but I keep making things objects which hang. I have learnt that it is very difficult to photograph well, a large scale hanging sculpture. These are about the closest I am going to get.

Welcome Tango

Tango arrived last Saturday and has nearly lasted a week....woo hoo....that is the second longest time, a weero has lived at our house. If he survives another week I will post a picture of him.

Keep an eye out!!!! I sincerely hope to post a pic!

Endings and New Beginnings

I made the choice to withdrawl from the uni course that I had started. Too much time away from my young family and not enough time to create my own work.

I know to keep myself mentally healthy I need to create. I need to be able to create my own work and not create what others tell me to. There is a huge difference between the two and I know which is right for me.

It bewilders me how people have such a negative response to my withdrawl. A friend emailed me and said she was proud of me for knowing myself and how much strength it took to walk away from something which is not right for me. Those words have brought me much comfort. You are a wonderful friend D!!!

So now that one door has closed, more are opening. I have started on a piece for an art award and am very happy with how it is starting out. Lord knows how it will finish, but at least there is a beginning.

After the monsterous installation for the Sculpture Walk...I have decided that hanging 42 pieces is a lot of work and probably won't do it again....in the near future.....would love to attempt another multiple installation....just not for a while!

Promise to post pics as soon as they are downloaded.

Life, Death, More Death and More Life

We have had quite a bit going on in our home of late. Firstly Rocko, our beautiful weero entered our house, with much love. Then Monty (the husky) ate Rocko. Very sad indeed, especially since he did it in front of my boys. One of the boys left the door open and Monty ever being the opportunist....made his move. So at the end of day one of Uni, I had two very sad and tearful little boys, who where hatching revenge plots against the dog.

Rocko lived with us for a week and a half.

Rocko 2, came to our house, again with much love and joy. Today while I was at a workshop, my husband had let the boys have Rocko out of the cage and again......the door was left open and Rocko was eaten by Monty. I will defend myself, by saying, that the door man was coming on Friday to put auto closers on the sliding door, but got delayed and will be here on Monday.

I am no happy. I won't say what words were said (or should I say screamed) at my husband, as they are not G rated.

I was so sad, angry, pissed off, ready to throttle the first person to get in my way. I said I wanted the dog gone.....and meant it at the time....still thinking about it.

Anyway, Rex Ray has entered our home and is the last weero. If he gets eaten, then no more birds and I guarantee the dog will either be destroyed or sent to the Husky Rescue people. Rex Ray is one of my favourite artists and I though that a new name was needed for my new friend.

Wish us luck. May the force be with Rex!