I recently moved into a new studio. The building is creepy as fuck.
It used to be a Myers, and the floor we're on was abandoned sometime in the mid 90s. Therefore, decor is a pure trip.
The building is home to a bunch of artists, carpenters and strange and wonderful folk. Here is one example of a strange one.
I'm sharing 100 sq meters with 3 other artists. We are set up like a motherfucker. You name it and we can make it.
It's also got a pretty epic rooftop. This is going to get painted up. Truth.
Many hours and many late nights and early mornings will happen in this place.
Currently working on building ridiculous shapes, covering them with canvas and applying a bit of paint.
Here's a bit of wip for the interested ones...
I'll post a completed shot of the big, triangular bastard next week.
This is the process I go through to create a new body of work.
Recently I had the chance to run some graffiti workshops for kids with disabilities. It was a lot of fun.
The project was organised by Mundaring Arts Center with the aim of engaging people in the community that wouldn't normally be exposed to subcultures such as the world of graffiti.
I'd seen these projects before and was always amazed at the can control that kids seem to develop so quickly. However, what's even more impressive is the amount of original ideas generated by folk with a different perspective on life.
Some people would try to cover up the "mistakes" made by the kids. Attempting to normalise their designs and produce the clean, conventional look of graffiti. Instead of this our attitude was to let them do whatever they wanted. I think this worked, but more importantly so did the kids.
I don't really like fancy cars to be honest. I am lucky enough to have a car but it is not what current convention would call appealing.
It's not because fancy cars are expensive (undoubtedly they are); whatever you choose to spend your money on is fine.
It's not because I don't like the design; I appreciate the effort that has gone into making such a thing. The amount of hours refining concepts and testing ideas is impressive to say the least.
It's not even because we are expected to believe that a car like a Maserati confers some sort of magical super power on the owner; if you want to think that driving a flashy car makes you good then so be it.
My friends. I don't like Fancy cars because they are very difficult to paint on.
I'm in the finishing stages of preparing my second solo exhibition.
The show is called Goods and will be on display for three months in the laneway between St Michael’s Restaurant and Orno Interiors, near 483 Beaufort Street, Highgate.
Here are a few images of production
I'll post some install shots next week.