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poems ~ photographs ~ videos ~ music ~ essais – through a green lens
I am a poet and photographer passionate about art and the natural world, ecological understanding and nearly everything else, since everything, absolutely everything, connects.
Coming soon to Coffs Harbour Regional Gallery
Two free illustrated talks: the Curious History of the Still Life genre
Talk 1 ~ Peeling the Lemon: Tues 12 December: 10:30 am – 11:30 am
‘The peeled lemon becomes in fact a kind of compulsory figure among still life painters for grace and precision.’ John Walsh, J. Paul Getty Museum
From Pompeii to Manet, Picasso to Warhol, Frida Kahlo to Damien Hirst.
Talk 2 ~ Glass – Art & Reflection: Thu. 14 December: 5:30 pm – 6:30 pm Details here
Starring Caravaggio, Chardin, Morandi, Duchamp and many more . . .
Caravaggio, ‘is said to have remarked that painting still life requires as much artistry as painting figures. That was really revolutionary.’ Letizia Treves, the curator of Beyond Caravaggio, National Gallery, London, 2016.
Bronwyn has a show in Glebe, Sydney in January with her eco inks, sustainable inks from the garden with janet Reinhardt’s printmaking inks made of honey with thread and collage. Details
Eos – Three short poems
The beauty of stingers
Australia built a hell for refugees on Manus. The shame will outlive us all, Richard Flanagan (Nov 22). The news today (Nov 1) from Mannus is appalling. For the latest reports see the Guardian. Back in August, Paul Bongiorno gave an impassioned account of the government’s duplicity – especially in the light of the leaked telephone conversation between our Prime Minister and the US President. Hear Paul here.
The Local Refugee Group Facebook page is here.
The idea of this exhibition was not primarily a display of poetry and photography, but to give visitors a sense of Eos and encourage them to get out and experience Eos for themselves. To quote Bruce Lee from Enter the Dragon and the Shurangama Sutra: ‘It is like a finger, pointing a way to the moon . . . Don’t concentrate on the finger, or you will miss all that heavenly glory!’
More on the exhibition here.
I live on the Mid North Coast of NSW beside a forest by the sea, after 30 years in the heart of Sydney.
a small Jagun poem
a haiku might grasp momentarily
the essence of incoming spring
but I’ve just made a photograph
of winter light
graphic on burnt Blackbutt
and stuffed my pockets
with Senna seeds
Banner image, the Never Never River, The Promised Land, Bellingen