Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Tasmanian landscapes and time travel
I've had a funny old week. It started last Wednesday when someone from the gallery I've joined, Off Centre, rang to ask if I could put together an exhibition for the gallery window within a week. After a small panic I realised it was possible ... there are plenty of life drawings, landscape sketches, reference photos, and frames in the studio - and there's nothing like a deadline to make me productive. First I sent round an email called 'Nude People' to see if anyone objected to having some nudes in the window. This got an unprecedented and witty response... I can exhibit as many nudes as I like, as long as they are not better-looking than us! While working up drawings I remembered that I went walking in the Tasmanian highlands back in August 2010 and took a series of photos that I promised to turn into landscapes. So I painted this one, which is quite large (half a full sheet of watercolour paper). Everything should be ready to go in the gallery window by this Friday.
What to do? My friend, author Julie Hunt, made me tea and took me for a walk through some paddocks to throw ideas around. Time spent with Julie always results in an epiphany. I sent the boys to 2018 to meet the creator of the time machine, gave them a pizza (they hadn't eaten for a whole chapter!), explained the reasons for the apocalypse, and got them to realise they could save the world with bold action. I don't know how exactly, but I'm sure the author of Chapter 5 will think of something.
A mysterious little mouse has joined my blog. O Mouse, who are you? Your blog is enchanting.