G’day; Being a sheep grazier in the Strzelecki Ranges, Victoria Australia, is an exercise in bloody-mindedness. Many would say that we’re living the dream and I guess we are. It is beautiful here, surrounded by rainforest, fresh air and acres of blue sky.
To relax I do stuff; everything from computer graphics, textile art, sculpting, etching, individualising reading spectacles, painting (watercolour and gouache), illustrating, portraits and caricatures of locals, wine making, curing meats, and anything else that takes my fancy.
A couple of months ago, needing an egg cup, I became frustrated at the lack of imaginative egg cups available. Eventually it all became too much for me and I decided to make my own - gargoyle egg cups were born.
I am still busy with sheep, replanting ‘The Bush’, commissioned art and graphics work, learning Klingon (weird woman), learning free form rock climbing (some would say that farming here is the same thing), flying RC helicopters and exploring new and interesting things.
I word of warning; I have an irrepressible and sometimes wicked sense of humour.
Chocolate Yum! 130mm x 130mm (unframed). Ink and gouache on heavily textured rag paper.
This is one in a series of caricatures of me I did for a small exhibition. They were happily accepted and displayed by the organising committee, however, after the exhibition had closed they reminded me that the theme had been small and nude. In retrospect my oversight was probably due to a deep-seated lack of interest in exposing my privates in public - I’ll blame my parents (chuckle). I am asked to do caricatures on a regular basis now which I put down to a lot of very good humoured people living in the bush who are happy in their own skins and enjoy a good laugh.
Baring Their Soles 900mm x 460mm (framed). Hand quilted and dyed silk (sold)
Never having worked with textiles before this was a challenge. The feet are those of my long suffering husband, mine, and those of two friends who were not nimble enough to escape my grasp. I rather feel that feet are a neglected part of our anatomy. The challenge was not only to reproduce form but texture and movement. The silk fabric and quilting provided the texture of soles while the foot prints in the background portray the motion. The piece was entered in an exhibition with a textile/nudity theme and to my surprise, was sold on the opening night. I’ve not done a very good job of photographing it but I hope you get the general idea.
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To relax I do stuff; everything from computer graphics, textile art, sculpting, etching, individualising reading spectacles, painting (watercolour and gouache), illustrating, portraits and caricatures of locals, wine making, curing meats, and anything else that takes my fancy.
A couple of months ago, needing an egg cup, I became frustrated at the lack of imaginative egg cups available. Eventually it all became too much for me and I decided to make my own - gargoyle egg cups were born.
I am still busy with sheep, replanting ‘The Bush’, commissioned art and graphics work, learning Klingon (weird woman), learning free form rock climbing (some would say that farming here is the same thing), flying RC helicopters and exploring new and interesting things.
I word of warning; I have an irrepressible and sometimes wicked sense of humour.
Chocolate Yum! 130mm x 130mm (unframed). Ink and gouache on heavily textured rag paper.
This is one in a series of caricatures of me I did for a small exhibition. They were happily accepted and displayed by the organising committee, however, after the exhibition had closed they reminded me that the theme had been small and nude. In retrospect my oversight was probably due to a deep-seated lack of interest in exposing my privates in public - I’ll blame my parents (chuckle). I am asked to do caricatures on a regular basis now which I put down to a lot of very good humoured people living in the bush who are happy in their own skins and enjoy a good laugh.
Baring Their Soles 900mm x 460mm (framed). Hand quilted and dyed silk (sold)
Never having worked with textiles before this was a challenge. The feet are those of my long suffering husband, mine, and those of two friends who were not nimble enough to escape my grasp. I rather feel that feet are a neglected part of our anatomy. The challenge was not only to reproduce form but texture and movement. The silk fabric and quilting provided the texture of soles while the foot prints in the background portray the motion. The piece was entered in an exhibition with a textile/nudity theme and to my surprise, was sold on the opening night. I’ve not done a very good job of photographing it but I hope you get the general idea.