Art Rodeo

Art Rodeo

If you live in or around Perth, Western Australia you might like to take a toddle down to the farmers market held on Sunday mornings in Midland. On the third Sunday of each month you’ll find a bunch of artists alongside the fruit and veg. You should be able to tell which is which. Squint if you have to – then we’ll know that you are one of us. (For those, not in the know, artists squint in lose some of the detail – it makes it easier to paint.)

In fact if you are an artist bring your easel and join us. If you actually live around the Midland area and happen to get the local paper (The Echo) – try this week’s page 7 for the run down – they ran a little story on us and, yes, that is me in the picture (to the left) pretending to work… snapped last time we were there.

Run by the Midland Art Group with joiner-inners from everywhere we get together and talk, and make art, and talk to the public. OK, so we mostly talk. The idea behind it is to get us all out of studios to show the public that we exist and see what we do.

I take a long a woodcut each time – actually it’s the same woodcut each time. It’s pretty big for a woodcut and fairly fine work. It’ll take a long time to do, especially since I talk so much. In fact since I talk so much, I think it’ll never get finished. When I’m not talking and actually start cutting someone inevitably comes along to ask a question – usually something like “Is that a sculpture?”… Welcome interruptions, always welcome, after all I don’t mind talking. The downside is that, I get into what I’m doing and when interrupted suddenly, tend to slip and stab a finger. My own finger, of course, not the person asking the question. The member of the public then gets to see what woodcutting is really all about – it’s not an art form at all it’s a blood sport.

So that’s it. Sunday morning’s, bring your easel and paints. Or charcoal. Or whatever… and join in. We set up between 6.30am and 7am. (Aargghhh…) and work til around 2pm. Don’t forget to bring your flask and lunch. And yes, you can bring a few pieces to show and sell, as well as show and tell.

Otherwise, if you’re a watcher rather than a doer – welcome.

Amanda

Charcoal City – day 3

Charcoal City

Here are a few pics of the scene so far. Looking good and with just two days to go likely to finish on time too. Thank goodness.

The walls we’re covering here are over 3m (9ft) high…

The toughest part of a collaborative project is keeping one’s temper amongst a large group of tired and cranky artists crammed into a small space – day after day after day… That is what one really learns in a project like this: how to choose partners for future shows!!!

Charcoal City

 

Tomorrow…

Amanda

Painting Big

A colourful new look to the rainwater tank at a Chidlow park in Western Australia

 

 

A colourful new look to the rainwater tank at a Chidlow park in Western Australia

A fellow artist needed an extra brush or two this week – when her commission to paint a mural on a water tank coincided with recovering from foot surgery.

Never one to miss a bit of fun, I volunteered with no idea that the project was going to take the best part of a week or that the acrylic paints would come in litre tins rather than my customary tubes or pots.

I needed a long soak for the aching muscles each night and plenty of band aides for the brush holding blisters – goodness knows how she kept it up! My previous mural painting exploits were years ago and indoor. Nothing like this.

We ended up with a picture in the local newspaper and an article in the local arts centre magazine. Which is about where the whole thing became unstuck.

Unstuck? Publicity is good? Yes? Well sometimes. Most of the article focussed on the fellow artist, which is as it should be. After all, it was her project. Then somewhere in the middle of it there’s this “The project provided an opportunity for the fellow artist to mentor Amanda in the process of creating a public art… bla bla.” Now I don’t know where that came from, or why. What I do know is that I didn’t sign up for mentoring. Grrr…

At least the painting part was fun. What did I learn? Never trust what gets said to reporters out of ear shot.