Smithsonising, again [DIY Smithson]

A couple of years back, I was invited to be involved in a group show which explored themes of masculinity in relation to the hardware store - the temple of modern man, right? The basic premise was that the show would involve humorous works which reflected the relationship beteween men and tools. [The title, Ultimate Tool, insinuated that they could be the same thing]
At the time [?] I was going through a bit of a fascination with Robert Smithson, among a few other tangents of exploration. For my contribution, I decided to construct a curiosity cabinet which portrayed miniature versions of famous earthworks by Smithson. In this way, I hoped my own work could function both as a parody - a literal belittling of the great land artist - and a quiet tribute to the work of an artist whom I greatly admired.




The works I chose to recreate were Asphalt Rundown, in which a truck emptied a load of liquid asphalt down a hillside,
and Partially Buried Woodshed, in which a shed on the grounds of Kent University, in Ohio, was covered with earth until its central beam cracked.


My versions of these works were constructed with paper, soil and scoria [volcanic rock used for potting cacti]. They were presented inside a cupboard which I had found on the side of the road, and converted into a curiosity cabinet of sorts, utilising a system of pulleys and cords with which to open up the top and front.
The whole project left me feeling somehow empty, or insincere. By merely copying these projects in the miniature it seemed that I was not actually engaging with the original work, I was merely aping it. [Although they do say that imitation is the greatest form of flattery...]
The next Smithson tribute, however, will be my own.


Where it all began, really




"...when they woke up, with the sun already high in the sky, they were speechless with fascination. Before them, surrounded by ferns and palm trees, white and powdery in the silent morning light, was an enormous Spanish galleon. Tilted slightly to the starboard, it had hanging from its intact masts the dirty rags of its sails in the midst of its rigging, which was adorned with orchids. The hull, covered with an armour of petrified barnacles and soft moss, was firmly fastened into a surface of stones. The whole structure seemed to occupy its own space, one of solitude and oblivion, protected from the vices of time and the habits of birds. Inside, where the expeditionaries explored with careful intent, there was nothing but a thick forest of flowers."

One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
(c) 1970, Penguin Books

Monuments of Passaic, New Jersey


My obsession continues - I bought this book online for just a few bucks, despite it's seminal role in a very specific chapter in the history of minimal art. The book is referenced in Robert Smithson's essay A Tour of the Monuments of Passaic, New Jersey, which discusses what Smithson refers to as 'ruins in reverse' - esentially sites of development and construction which were, according to the law of entropy, in the simultaneous states of construction and collapse...
The title Earthworks was later used for an exhibition which was held at the Dwan Gallery in New York, in 1968.
Artsists such as Michael Heizer, Claes Oldenburg, Carl Andre, Sol LeWitt and Richard Long exhibited, along with Smithson, obviously. The exhibition is cited as being the 'launch' of the Land Art movement - and the same title was again borrowed for a book which discusses the history of this movement [by Suzaan Boettger].
Having said all that - I have chosen Smithson as my 'idol' for a group show in which we've been invited to create works that are related to our personal idols. I guess I had no choice...
Either way, this book seems like a pretty good starting point.

Everything You Know is About to Change, Forever


FINALLY! Back in the studio developing some ideas to work on for this year. I have given up my second job which means I can spend more time in the studio [and be more poor]. This is a maquette for a large scale project I will be undertaking in April. The text is the title of the show - it was appropriated from a billboard promoting one of the C.S. Lewis films [maybe Prince Caspian?] and I re-punctuated it to add gravity and, with luck, some humour...

Once completed, this work will be exhibited at Linden Gallery, in St. Kilda.
http://www.lindenarts.org/

Drive-by Art


These photos were kindly - and skilfully, I might add - taken by my sister Rowena as we were driving down the Eastlink freeway on our way back from a trip to the beach. When this new freeway was constructed, several artists were comissioned to construct public artworks to appear near the road. Pictured are above, Callum Morton's Hotel and top is Simeon Nelson's Desiring Machine. Both works occupy the landscape in interesting ways; Morton's by sheer unexpectedness and contrast, whilst Nelson's sculpture appears somehow at home, even if it appears to have crash-landed there...

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Gym Party




















I went to the Underground Cinema screening the other night - my sister is involved with the group, and she was performing there. The theme was '1980's prom night', and they had hired a large gymnasium for the event. I was on my own, so I kind of felt like the guy who turns up to the school dance without a date...
but that was OK, it permitted me useful intropsective time to soak in the rather David Lynch-esque surroundings. With all the lights, streamers and balloons, the place had a really creepy feel to it. The film they showed was Footloose, which I'd never seen before. Sinister undertones there, too [the whole 'midwest American country town brainwashed by over-zealous spiritual leader' thing...], but perhaps not as much as Blue Velvet, say.
Have a look at their website : http://www.undergroundcinema.com.au/