Studio Space Bogangar

This my studio space in my garage where there now is no room for a car. I'm assisted by my 2 helpers, Sammy (white) and Gypsy (Brindle), who both know the words "Studio Time" and rush out to wait for me to lift up the door.

Studio Spaces

My studio was once our home. 5 meters by 5. It sits in the shade, hidden beneath a huge fig, surrounded by green. It's not only a place to make and print and draw, it is a space that provides solitude. This in turn provides clarity, dreaming, purpose, peacefulness and satisfaction. A young butcher bird sits on the window sill and calls out, the cows peer through the back windows and the pythons take up residence in the rafters when the summer comes.

MAISON FRAGILE

Last seen at CPM "Refuge(e)" has reappeared in Brisbane at St John's Anglican cathedral as X CHANGE REFUGE(E). (note the small Afghan. prayer rug inside the shelter.)

This was one of the exhibits for B AWARE, an exhibition organised by the 8GG group. (8 milennium goals to fight world poverty)

The exhibition finishes this coming Wednesday (20th October) in case you're in Brisbane.

St John's is in Anne Street.

Between Falling

Still haven't got a shot of inside the shed -i'll have to do a clean-up- but here's another drawing. Falling off the roof recently co-incided with my discovery of the amazing phenomenon of the "morning glory". It's a rolling blue cloud that sweeps down from the gulf. Daredevils in their motorised gliders 'ride' it like a surfer does the wave.

Being a wuss I have to wait for a slippery ladder to offer me 'risk' & the moment of losing control. This moment, when you realise there's nothing you can do, interested me; so the drawing.

Glad you sorted the blog out, Edith. I heard you got some help from Babette. For those wondering, Babette is powering along with her treatment, bamboozling the staff at John Flynn with her positive artist's perspective & exploring a rich vein of creativity.

Floating studio

"Floating Studio"  14th Sept.

Small but cosy. Dropped anchor off the spit in Southport today after leaving Ballina early this morning. A light drizzle outside with a SW chop in the bay. A quiet time to wedge myself in the bow of the boat, letting thoughts and the days events work their way on paper. Another space to lose myself... absorbing the elements around me.  

Studio spaces

My studio space

Sometimes it's just nice to see where other people work from. This is my main workbench where I make my collages and artist books. The screenprinting bench is adjacent. It's in a section of the garage that I affectionally call 'my studio' and when I'm perched at my desk working away the world dissolves around me. I can watch the birds in the grevillia outside my window or just melt into my current work. I love it.

What the bloody - hell are YOU doing?

This is a recent drawing I called "WOMAN" (approx. 1.5m x 2m). My mum recently died. She was 100.

I've been trying to get my work off the 'pedestal', separated from the sterility of the gallery and connected with the natural world. This could explain the lack of cropping but, in truth, I didn't know how. What does it matter if 'certainity' isnt all that important?

I often wonder what others are doing in their workshops/sheds and think that the cpm blogsite - underused &/or forgotten - might be a good place to share our ideas.

Did you see the doko. last night on Anish Kapoor?