Dreams Nursed in Darkness
This post is part of the exhibition Dreams Nursed In Darkness at Wollongong Art Gallery from 8 September 2024. Prisons fail everyone We know that prison doesn’t work When I was first invited to be in this exhibition it was…
Fabrik
Fabrik was an exhibition developed by Modern Art Projects Blue Mountains (MAPBM), a contemporary art association that aims to support and develop exhibitions in Western Sydney. It ran from November 2020 to February 2021 at Lewers House, Penrith Regional Gallery.…
A Catalogue of Failure
Curator James Gatt asked me to write something for the first issue of his new magazine Kafay Larday. The magazine turned out, like many art magazines before it, to be very short lived when he got a job in New…
Whatever you came looking for 1 & 2
In late 2010 an email appeared from someone named Iakovos Amperidis asking would I do an exhibition for his new gallery about to open at 55 Sydenham Road Sydenham. I promptly replied “No and who are you?” But after a…
Walk Along This Line
Walk Along This Line got a lot of publicity when it was first exhibited in 1970 and it has since been remade at least half a dozen times. It has even had an entire exhibition of its own at Sydenham…
From isolation to solidarity
In early 2016 I received an email from a curator Liang Luscombe which said: “I wish to invite you to be part of a group exhibition The Trouble with Renumeration at West Space, Melbourne as part of our 2016 exhibition program. …
Why don’t we boycott all biennales?
This article was originally published in Artlink Issue 36:1, March 2016 Big Ideas edition. Biennales, like war, are the continuation of politics by other means. In early 2014 at the height of the brouhaha surrounding the non boycott of the…
Exhaust
Exhaust was an exhibition at Contemporary Art Tasmania in Hobart from 13 January to 14 February 2016, then travelling as a portable boîte-en-valise exhibition and online. My contribution was to be my first in depth look at the years I…
Me and Max
I had never given portraiture much thought until early 2014 when a friend, Louisa Chircorp, proposed painting my portrait for the Archibald Prize. The result was both truthful and unflattering so I had to comfort myself with Rembrandt‘s comment above.…