I’ve been on the road since July 2015. Almost a year. In that time I haven’t traveled a far distance, but my life has changed immensely. I’ve driven from the Sunshine Coast down to Wollongong, back up to the Sunshine Coast and then made my way down to Tasmania. I’ve taken my time. I’m living in a little caravan with my son and we’re homeschooling, gathering adventures instead of belongings. These sketches were recently produced while on the road.
I put these together for my beautiful high school art teacher, who has been one of the biggest inspirations in my life. She was a great teacher to many students and I’m lucky that we still have a great friendship. This is for all the artists out there who need a little reminder that it’s never too late.
(please forgive me if some of the info on these is a little bit wrong. I sourced Google fairly quickly and really didn’t have time to fact check. You get the gist).
The last month has been a flurry of packing and shipping paintings to art prizes. I’ve had the good fortune to have not one but three paintings chosen as finalists in art prizes. Here’s a look at the chosen few.
FINALIST for the St George Art Awards
Raising Man, 2013
Ink, Acrylic and Oil on Canvas
120 x 91.5 cm
FINALIST for arc Yinnar Biennial Prize for Drawing
Praying to No God in Particular, 2014
Ink, Charcoal, Posca pens on Canvas
150 x 130 cm
FINALIST for the Maritime Art Awards
The Giant Washing Machine, 2014
Ink, Acrylic, Oil on Canvas
140 x 140 cm
This year I submitted a self portrait for the Archibald Prize 2014.
Regardless of the portrait not being a finalist, I wanted to share it with you because it was an extremely personal and important piece for me.
Motherhood in art has mainly been represented as ‘mother & child’ in the form of a warm embrace, or stoically presenting children as part of a family showing off it’s status as well as other concepts based around ‘mother earth’.
I wanted to depict my current version of motherhood, specifically the struggles between balancing motherhood and being an artist. What happens when motherhood engulfs you and you feel that there’s no person left inside? Motherhood can be both the vessel for growth and that which drowns you, and to me there has always been a struggle between the two.
Felicity Huffman explains it better than I do in this interview.