Saturday, June 21, 2008

A word on musical ability.

In the recent past I've had a number of conversations regarding coloured hearing and making music. People tell me it should be easier for me than other people because I can see the sound. I think that would be true, if I had note->colour. Those lucky ppl have perfect pitch. You play em a D flat they know it's a D flat because it's green. or whatever. They know the next notes are an E and F, because they're teal and blue, or whatever.

I don't. They're all blue, because you played the notes on a piano. The thing about timbre->colour is that while the non-synesthete next to me hears the three notes and appreciates that they're different, I do the same, but my brain also tells me that they're all blue. Two notes from the same instrument will always be nearly the same colour to me, which really doesnt help me to tell what's an A sharp and what's a F.

This is the sort of thing I'd love to discuss with synesthete musicians, and perhaps one day I will be able to.

Move.!

If there's one aspect of multimedia art I find appealing above all others it's the inclusion of time. Change. Truely dynamic slabs of colour, instead of suggesting movement. Audio is more of a wishlist item for me. I like the idea I can use it, but the skills just aint there yet. If they ever do develop, the possibilities are practically endless.

Instead...


Indeed.. instead of the actual image of "all pianos.." this image appeared instead. Which is all well and good, but it appeared with the details of the painting underneath it. And then it appeared with the painting's details under it again in the graduation ceremony book. (Thank you whoever selected that)
Thing is, this image is digitally manipulated and was originally a photo of a wall with acrylic and spray enamel on it.
There, now my conscience is clear.

Composition 1





Composition 1

Roughly 90x160cm. I cant remember at the moment, and currently on display in Port Adelaide.

Monday, June 16, 2008

A lazy Monday




I learned a couple of things doing this piece. First that painting acrylic onto a hot wall can result in visible evaporation. Never seen that before.





Secondly. Get better at estimating how much coverage you can get out of a near-empty can.







I think graffitti is like chocolate, it doesnt have to have a point.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Old school.


Circa 1999. It's scary to think this canvas will be a decade old next year, making it a decade since my first Solo exhibition. This is what I made of "Sour Times" by Portishead, a band I continue to adore to this day. I found myself musing on the fact this milestone number is approaching, and that portishead also took nearly a decade to release their third album. It's also funny to see how things change, this doesnt look that much like what I make these days, and yet the basic format is still there.

New Technology


I'm probably never going to be the kind of artist that invents a new way to make art. I'm comfortable far from the "cutting edge" of visual arts practise. Why shouldnt I be..I dont like getting cut.
I loved doing this, my animated lightshow spread across 5 or so metres, taller than myself..it felt like a tremendous representation of experience. It's not the sort of thing there are many opportunities to do either.

Saturday, June 7, 2008





I'm not 100% happy with the entire wall, but I certainly am happy with the suprised looking man on the right. This was a fun way to spend an afternoon.