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Friday, September 9, 2011
'Squaring the Egg' ...left 2 right from the original file 'Prelude to flight' the egg encaged must gather all flight info, check the machinations of power and with attendance of the balletbird and numerous flybuys of the flighty ideas, we wait. Incantations, juggled form gave us the green light. The Mandala was illuminated by the nightwatch.
We had many failed attempts, the square eggs didn't fit in the boxes and many were destroyed in transportation.
The balloonist arrived in the nick of time with a whole lot more lofty ideas ... fountains of knowledge sprung up rising themselves into towers of song ... the whole thing became a umbrella event ... with each idea receiving a green light much progress was made ... this was the extent of the eau pears power but now it was failing leaving only discarded remnants of presence amongst the failed square eggs. A grid structure was constructed and soon big ideas were able to be formed.
The ones that got wings got a fair bit of help from the flybuys balanced up the position of the egg and its present status. We are all aware of the enormous unused space when packing eggs! Something had to be done and squaring the egg was at the coalface of it ... in the end it took no more that a carefree toss onwards ... the balletbirds' brother was there to catchall@.com ... in a combine effort of all a quick powerpoint presentation was given to announce at last the arrival of the square egg!
A new prelude to flight would be needed for our new egg ... and for the chicken it was no laughing matter.
Friday, April 30, 2010
jack of diamonds
The Artist as a fool, and as the Ace of Spades, this was during the Darling Harbour days, probably at the old casino! ...
notice these things: the picture is about communication and the others are on the grid!! The King is ignoring his call the Jack and Queen are almost Twittering ...
the fool is ............ with spoon .... who was I talking too?? Definitely not on the grid ... notice the labors of my support systems ! the legs barely able to support such a singular idea ... hello is that me , am I alone?
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Sunday, April 25, 2010
portrait of the artist as a younger man
my own personal answer to Carnaby street ... I had this essex super six woodie that i drove around for about a year ... and i wore a bowler hat ... carried a cane .... well as you do when you do so ... i had started to work for Tom Bass in his Minto studio ... first to help with the casting of the Adelaide AMP sculpture and onwards to work on the National Library entrance in Canberra. Tom was at the height of his career doing many of the mayor public artworks during the sixties and seventies ... I learned a lot about plaster casting and welding copper sheet ... I think I still suffer industrial deafness from months of belting copper sheets into shape on an anvil out the Minto Bush ... then National service dragged me away from this job ...
the devil gets first taste ...
details details details I get lost here at the devils portal always getting into the minute unimportant detail and missing the overview ... reinventing the wheel of fortune constantly ... this is a bit of a painting left over from the termite attack of the 90's ... so much Art eaten by these little devils that eventually they took on some flair for destruction ... I saved some bits of Art I will find it and post here ... anyway this is the beginning ... more will flow on
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