Xmas

Christmas was an enjoyable day on Brad and Jess's breezy balcony. A huge turkey was the main feature of a delicious banquet presented by the indefatigable Mrs Marsellos.

Clinton,  Phill and Marlies and I were the lucky guests for this occasion.  It was a very relaxing day.

We talked about the year ahead, and it appears that  Dirty Linen will have a another very busy year. Starting in January with the 'Bundaberg Bohemians not Bogans' exhibiton', curated by Brad and Jess. This exhibition will showcase the works of established artists from Bundaberg.  The exhibition will be held in Brisbane, but Brad has suggested that it also shows at DL on its return to Bundaberg.

I think this is a good idea, so stay tuned for more information.

The end of January, start of February  Di Wills will be presenting an experimental play titled 'Dead Matron's Society'.    I am very excited about this event.  It will combine  theatre and visual arts.  I hope it will be the start of many of this type of  event.

In April Brad will have an exciting photographic exhibition of new works.  This will present works that have that unique Marsellos  signature.  A treat for all.

There are  a couple of other events coming up that are yet to be finalised, so stay tuned!

Talk art soon!
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Most recent artwork

This is my most recent work using one of Sam's photos and lots of different textured components.  I'm quite pleased with this work and Sam likes it, which is great news!

Another image of Sam attached below.

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Human Ventures

The Human Ventures team who are in Bundaberg  compiling the digital stories for AFLOAT (about the floods), showed Sam and I some  techniques in stop animation yesterday.

I recorded a voice over for a short video about roses....and flood waters.  You will see it soon on this blog. It was a very pleasant and  informative afternoon.

Sam

 

I  conducted a photoshoot the other day with Sam as my model. She is a very beautiful girl.  I will probably do some more projects with Sam before she goes of to Art College next year.

An observation

The sky is shrieking with parrots having a wild night out in Bundaberg.  Swooping low over heritage rooftops  they  vanish into the  welcoming canopies of soft viridian  trees that line the CBD.  Perched safe on woody limbs, they jostle, peck and nag , their raucous moments illuminated by the ubiquitous fairy lights that appear magically at this time of year.

A chorus of parrots, claiming the CBD as their own, bow low shrieking  ugly and obscene warnings to a  scruffy wide-eyed  cat and a flea-bitten derelict - down on their luck.                       
                                                                                                                                                                                            The indignant  pair slouch off to search  for their dinners in the dusty gutters and overstuffed bins.

Meanwhile, Bundaberg is tucked up, feet up... in front of the television.