I visited Spain for the the first time in 1963; I was twenty-four. It would be another twenty-eight years until I returned in 1991 and again in 1994. CAMPELLO Campelló in 1962 I went to Campelló in 1962. Dusty, dirty streets; unkempt houses andreal-life local bars, no pubs. I didn’t realise at the time thatContinue reading “Dos Amigos en España”
Flowers, trees and the huge variety of flora are all around us whether flourishing, ‘dying’, or as cut flowers. I also enjoy their decaying process when their structure and form are often more apparent.
A friend recently asked me if I was familiar with the photographs of Grant Mudford, an Australian artist working in the US for many years. I first encountered Mudford’s work when I was at art college in the 80s. His photographs appealed to me immediately and still do. I think of Grant Mudford’s art asContinue reading “Walls, doors, windows and such”
The other day I went for a walk from Coogee to Clovelly. These are two beaches along the Pacific Ocean coast of Sydney. We are fortunate to have about seventy beaches, approximately thirty-nine of these are ocean beaches. My walk started at Coogee, easily reached by bus from my home in Newtown. As well asContinue reading “A walk by the Pacific Ocean”
March is Art Month here in Sydney. There are gallery tours, studio tours and talks aplenty. Last evening I attended a debate in Kings Cross (as part of the Art Month program) called Contemporary Art Is A Joke. I have no view as to whether or not contemporary art, as a whole, is a joke.Continue reading “Artspeak didn’t satisfy but the trees did.”