If you didn't make it to the James St Festival to see Dylan Quirk you really missed out.
Check out the interview with Dylan below. There's a lot of debate in the art industry at the moment in regards to whether the industry is favouring artists who are entertaining and interactive inorder to bring currency into the gallery. Dylan's work may seem superficial or just a bit of fun, but it's much more than that. He talks about wanting to take his art back to the action painters of Abstract Expressionism. And we see his work looking like the gestural aesthetics of Pollock. Rather than focusing on the finished product, Dylan focuses on the process of creation and that process as being the actual art work.
Check out the film, it's a really good insight into his work.
Thanks to Nine Lives for an amazing night last week.
DREAMWORLD PT.2 BY DYLAN QUIRK from PANTHER ARMY on Vimeo.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
When I went to thailand the trip made me realise how naive I was. I had pictured myself drinking cocktails on white sand beaches, in clear waters and brightly lit reefs, cliche I know. Well this was not exactly what I got. I mean you can have this to a certain extent, if you are willing to pay the right price and ignore the reality, but what I got was better. I loved the years of built up grime on the streets, the people, the traffic jams with no end in sight. But I guess what all this made me realise was that the tourism images I had been fed were pretty much fabrications of the truth, even manufactured to a certain extent.
I swam in Maya Bay, in oil stained water along with 300 other people. I swam over the dead coral or what remained of it after the tsunami, and I watched the Japanese girl catch a Clown Fish in her hand and proudly show her friends while it flapped around like some sort of forgotten trophy.
My point here is, what if you were not shown these picturesque tourism images? What if you were shown this kind of thing? Would you still want to go?
I recently came across the work of Brisbane based photographer Geez, and I started to recognise that there was another type of Travel Photography going on, dramatically contrasting to the picturesque landscapes so commonly seen in the genre. It would be ignorant to suggest that Travel Photography is a completely new genre, we only have to look back to the ethnographic photographs of the colonial period to realise this. However this style is not just another branch of exoticism, the photographs do not emphasise difference or cultural exclusivity, and we do not feel like we are being shown another exotic world. What we are shown is very much our world, but Geez's photographs emphasise that it is not the world we live in, each photograph seems like a new point of discovery.
Westerners have this amazing ability to compartmentalise, even though we are aware of issues like poverty, slavery, economical downfall and disease among others, we ship these issues far off onto the edges of our brain and as long as we are not reminded of these issues we can deny their existence.
Geez's photographs are like the postcards that would have never been published, far too real for the currency driven tourism industry. Perhaps for some of us these images are too confronting or too reductive of the Disneyland aesthetic. They are simultaneously melancholic as they are beautiful but they are not an attempt to make us realise important social and economical issues that we deny. They act as evidence that there is something sort of magical in the places that we try and forget or don't know exist.
Check out Geez's work below and visit his blog: It Could be Honolulu
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
If you're lucky enough to be in Brisbane tonight don't miss the opening of Pedro Ramos and Angus Mcdiarmid's 'Rocks & Water' at Nine Lives Gallery.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
|Phibs, Derailed, 2003, stencil|
I put off seeing Space Invaders at the University of Queensland Art Museum for a while, mostly because I knew what it was going to be and I didn’t think I was ready to see it, to me it was like stepping over some sort of finish line. Street Art in a major museum connotes a type of finality and I couldn’t help but think “what’s next?” Where do we go from here?” My friends all saw it way before I did. “It’s cool” one of them said. “A bit too cool, if you know what I mean.” I knew exactly what he meant.
It is beautiful, such a cliché way to describe it, but the high ceilings, the white walls, the polished timber floor, the way your footsteps echo when you walk through the museum, it’s romantic and I love that. But I couldn’t help and compare it to what it was not. Sure it was nice not getting harassed by the junkies in Hosier Lane, not having to strategically place a milk crate over the vomit that, bless its heart was in the perfect place to photograph the Reka piece. But it just wasn't the same. Without those things, it was too clean, too pristine and it freaked me out to see Everfresh crew stickers inside a glass box.
|Meek, Begging for Change, 2004, Stencil|
I was thinking of everything the museum had done wrong and seeing the stickers the installers had stuck on the wooden plinth, it struck me that now there was a middle man in Street Art. Then I realised it was not them, but me. They were doing what they had always done; finding an innovative, low brow art with the capacity to make money and turning it into high art within the museum walls. In fact if this was not the way the museum cannon worked none of us would have experienced art as we know it, and here I was hating them for it.
Really what did I expect? The very nature of Street Art is inherently commercial, paste-ups for example are predominantly reproduced over and over again. They are reproductions, material proof of Walter Benjamin’s theory of originality. The idea which was basically because these artworks are reproduced so many times we have no sense of the original, the aura of the work is lost. Who would be able to tell the difference between HA-HA’s first ever Ned Kelly paste-up and his fifty first? Maybe this is why it is so easy for advertisers to pick up on the Street Art aesthetic. We see this everywhere, from tampon commercials, Toyota using paste-ups to envision the perfect urban environment for you to drive your Hybrid, to Fauxreel being commissioned to promote the new Vespa. So I guess now the question is, whether the establishment of Street Art into the Museum cannon will ultimately cause its death?
|Fauxreel for Vespa via Adland.tv|
|DLUX! Dont be Scared it's only Street Art, 2003, Stencil|
This of course is something that I cannot answer, I don’t know, maybe it will. There’s still the question of where to go from here and if we look back to the past once a low brow art was established within the museum the artists who were driving the movement moved on and took their art further, leaving the movement behind. Then on the other hand, is this a type of ‘fuck you’ to the establishment, by a genre that was so against the system making a statement on how easily if it wanted, could enter it?
The debate around Street Art’s establishment within the museum will obviously continue, but for now I want to suggest a guide for viewing the Space Invaders exhibition. Recognise the works for what they are and where they are, recognise that this is not an in-situ exhibition and fundamentally recognise that these artists and their works want to be here. Don’t think your going to see a twin Miso guarding the doorway in a back alley in Melbourne, because you’re not.
|Miso, paste-up, via theopeninghours|
University of Queensland Art Museum
Until June 5th
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
You know those moments just outside your vision, just outside the moment; you're aware of them but simultaneously, you're not. They are the accidents you wish you documented. 'Peripheral' by Californian surfer duo, Alex Kopps and Alex Knost picks up on this idea, taking those moments on the edge and putting them into the centre.
Alex Kopps will be screening an abstract analog video artwork, founded on reflections and optical tricks, Kopps manipulates the glitches in point and shoot digital cameras. Alex Knost will exhibit large optical prints of snap shot photography. With a handful of limited prints and drawings on show, it's going to be a good night....
Exhibition Opens tomorrow night (Thursday March 31st)
Nine Lives Gallery
5F Winn St
Monday, March 28, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Australian Portraits 1880 – 1960 is a major touring exhibition of The National Gallery’s collection of portraits by Australian artists. The exhibition, consisting of 54 paintings by 34 artists, is in its last week at the University of Queensland Art Gallery finishing on the 27th of March.
This exhibition, despite the boring title, is fantastic. The calibre and range of artists is very impressive, boasting works by Frederick McCubbin, George Lambert, Margaret Preston, Grace Cossington-Smith, Albert Tucker, Sidney Noland, Russel Drysdale, William Dobell and many more. The figures in the portraits range from friends, family, artists and poets to persiennes, flappers, bushranger and serial killers, each portrait concealing and revealing certain aspects of the sitter.
Tom Roberts, 'Study of Lena Brasch' c.1893, via NGA
Tom Roberts, Study of Lena Brasch c.1893 is an unfinished, vibrant portrait full or energy and excitement. Roberts captures the beauty and elegance of his sitter by portraying her as shy and demure with her eyes cast downward and face turned from the audience, as if she was hesitant to reveal too much of herself. Yet Roberts has given her life and personality through the use of thick bold lines, dramatic splashes of bright colour and rapid brushstrokes. This style so untypical of Roberts is only enhanced by the juxtaposition of some of his finished portraits such as An Australian Native 1888, which is a full-length portrait depicting life like realism.
Tom Roberts, 'An Australian Native' 1888 via NGA
There are two George W Lambert portraits, Chesham St 1910 and Weighing the Fleece 1921, both show the incredible skill and attention to detail of the artist. Chesham St is a self-portrait of Lambert baring his chest in a brazen and unashamed way. This presentation of himself definitely reveals a lot of his personality and validates the claims that he was an extrovert and loved being the centre of attention.
George W Lambert, 'Weighing the Fleece' 1921 via NGA
Ian Fairweather, 'Self Portrait' 1962 via NGA
William Dobell, 'Sketch portrait of Dame Mary Gilmore' c.1956 via NGA
Dusan Marek, 'My Wife' c.1952 via NGA
Margaret Preston, 'Flapper' 1925 via NGA
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Breaking Boundaries: Stuart Ringholt and the Naked Tour @ IMA **** Warning this post contains nudity
Lately I've been thinking about getting naked, and wondering if when it comes down to it, I can do it in public. I'm talking of course about Stuart Ringholt's naked tour at the opening of 'Let the Healing Begin,' held at the Institute of Modern Art this Saturday.
|Stuart Ringholt, 'Circles Passing,' 2007. via www.annaschwartzgallery.com|
Ringholt is opening the exhibition with a tour, conducted from 4-5pm and oh yeah he is going to be naked. Full on right? But the catch is, in order to go on the tour you also have to be naked.
In undertaking this exercise Ringholt is challenging the relationship between performer and audience, yeah, I know, but before you ride the event off completely, try and think of it as a bit of an emotional exercise. After all this exhibition is all about healing and testing the physical and emotional boundaries of the human body. So why not test yours?
|COSEY FANNI TUTTI 'Sex Une Bonne Idée', Nuffield Gallery, Southampton, UK. 1975|
|Cosey Fanni Tutti and Genesis P-Orridge in Cease to Exist no. 4, LAICA, USA, 1976.|
via Art Lurker
And is it such a big deal? I mean this isn't the first time nudity has been involved for arts sake. I'm talking about Yves Klein and his Actions during the 1960's and then Cosey Fanni Tutti's performance pieces in the 70's. I think, despite perhaps this arguably more conservative era, the art world tended to be more liberal around this time.
|Yves Klein, Anthropométries de l'époque bleue, Galerie internationale d'art contemporain, Paris, March 9th 1960.|
Of course nudity in art is hardly rare, but I think what highlights this case is the fact that it is in Brisbane- we tend to brush public nudity for arts sake as being something much more European. Yet it was only last year when Stephen Tunick adorned the Sydney Opera House with masses of flesh, 5200 people in fact. However I can't help but wonder if there is a kind of safety in numbers when it comes to public nudity? Maybe I'm just trying to psyche myself up here, but I keep making a mental list of pros and cons, pro; it would be an amazing experience. Con; my tan is quite patchy. But for those of you who are thinking of taking the plunge, there are some really good pros...
'Let the Healing Begin'
Institute of Modern Art
Saturday, March 5th
Tour at 4-5pm followed by the opening at 5pm.