[et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”4.27.2″ _module_preset=”default” global_colors_info=”{}”][et_pb_row column_structure=”1_2,1_2″ _builder_version=”4.27.2″ _module_preset=”default” global_colors_info=”{}”][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”4.27.2″ _module_preset=”default” global_colors_info=”{}”][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.27.2″ _module_preset=”default” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” sticky_enabled=”0″] MATERIALISE: HANDSHAKE 8 Pah Homestead, Auckland, Aotearoa NZ 8 November 2024 – 16 February 2025 Denise Callan, Fiona Frew, Fran Carter, Genie Lee, Grace Yu Piper, Lisa van Hulst, Louise Hill, Nellie Peoples, Rachel Chapman, Rose Pickernell,… Continue reading MATERIALISE, HS8 exhibition
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1Q84 and Korean Jade 곡옥 – Jade that Resembles an Embryo
“Miss, do you have kids?” “No, you lot are enough trouble for me.” (my students giggle) When I left South Korea, one of the main reasons was: I don’t want my child to go through this. A high suicide rate, endless hours for study and work, compulsory military service, rampant corruption, low human rights and… Continue reading 1Q84 and Korean Jade 곡옥 – Jade that Resembles an Embryo
A Short Story Instead of an Artist Statement
I called Mum in Korea to tell her I’m in trouble with a lot of deadlines, as usual. I didn’t tell her I might be homeless soon, or that I’m too broke to send her next month’s allowance, or that I’m on trial as a victim of a crime in this foreign country after 15… Continue reading A Short Story Instead of an Artist Statement
Inheritance
“Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result” Unknown I felt that perhaps I had gone insane as I looked back through the piles of almost identical cyanotype prints I made in creating the work inheritance. The process was the point, the exploration of making the same thing… Continue reading Inheritance
Beginning to See the Light: Final Exhibition for Handshake 8
Lately, I’ve found myself resonating with a line from Lou Reed’s Velvet Underground days: “Well, I’m beginning to see the light.” Though Reed’s words may have come from a different place entirely, the sense of slow-building euphoria in those lyrics feels fitting as I find my way back to the light at the end of… Continue reading Beginning to See the Light: Final Exhibition for Handshake 8
MIKAMI Seiko and the abject
Seiko Mikami (1961 – 2015) was a Japanese artist known for her large-scale installations. I had the opportunity to experience her work at the Museum of Contemporary Art Tokyo, when I visited Japan last year. Upon entry I encountered, Scale (1993), an installation consisting of a set of bathroom scales with a large number of… Continue reading MIKAMI Seiko and the abject
To bead, or no to bead, that is the question…
Each morning I am in the studio the morning often begins with a question, “to bead, or not to bead…?”. Whilst my making and form exploration has been happening on many projects this year, simultaneously, I have been working on an idea that has been bubbling away in between all the other work. From found… Continue reading To bead, or no to bead, that is the question…
Drift Lines
Recently I had a solo exhibition Drift Lines at Masterworks, Tāmaki Makaurau Auckland. To see the full catalogue please click here. “The beach is made of drift lines, all on different time: the seashell rack lines that dance with the waves; the volcanic rock, carved by water, trapping fish and driftwood and oysters;… Continue reading Drift Lines
Help Beautify Junkyards. Throw Something Lovely Away Today!
“There’s a wonderful sign hanging on a Toronto junkyard which reads: “Help beautify junkyards—throw something lovely away today.” And this is a very effective way of getting people to notice a lot of things.” — Marshall McLuhan In his 1964 work, The Medium is the Message, Marshall McLuhan argues that the way a story is… Continue reading Help Beautify Junkyards. Throw Something Lovely Away Today!
MIRROR / IMAGE
It’s a grey, mist-enshrouded Monday. ‘A weather event’ has ascended on the region overnight, heavy rainfall swelling rivers and causing havoc on the land and commuters. I’m tucked up in my nest among the hills, exorcising a chest infection, huffing inhalations of hot eucalyptus-infused steam, downing panadol, and other sinus solutions. Whilst I haven’t been… Continue reading MIRROR / IMAGE