Tina Kalivas multiculture’s aesthete

Tina Kalivas multiculture’s aesthete

Tina Kalivas an ethnic rock chick of Australian fashion. Her inspirations are often drawn from ethnic textiles, different cultures and music – at once very raw and playful,…

 

Dion Lee at the Sydney Opera House

Dion Lee at the Sydney Opera House

This young Australian designer, yet again, created quite a stir at May’s RAFW in his SS2010/11 showing; this time on the atrium steps of the iconic Sydney Opera House.

 

Milford Sound

Milford Sound

A recent discussion with both a former coastguard and an army parachutist (who jumps regularly for recreation) had me thinking about the sky, and flying through it. If I could chose a spot to fly over in the near future it would have to be Milford Sound in New Zealand’s South Island.

 

Summer in the park

Summer in the park

Above is one of my recent etchings, pondering the Honey Eater.

 

The sun, the muse and the Galerie d’Apollon

The sun, the muse and the Galerie d’Apollon

In Greek mythology Apollo is leader of the various muses and, befittingly, the room is a celebration of the sun and light over which he presided, as well as an embodiment of the fruits of each of his muses.

 

Trompe-l’œil and whimsical wall flourishes in the Louvre

Trompe-l’œil and whimsical wall flourishes in the Louvre

These wall flourishes and Trompe-l’œil details can be found in the Galerie d’Apollon in the Louvre, Paris.

 

Kantha: Embroidered Quilts of Bengal

Kantha: Embroidered Quilts of Bengal

There is the quality of life springing from these works, which are created using myriad tiny coloured stitches that play upon a plain ground cloth; which is typically white.

 

the beautiful weeds

the beautiful weeds

So why should weeds be beautiful? Perhaps because they bring us back to earth, provide us with honest labor in ‘weeding’ and trimming, and when they are properly tended enable us to enjoy the magnificently beautiful, or delicious; depending on the other plants one has planted in the garden.

 

Masai Red

Masai Red

As a little girl in Kenya I remember seeing Masai standing in the markets, one foot lifted and resting on the other knee, red robe draped majestically around them. The red was so deep and crimson.

 

Connecting to internals; Whitney Biennial 2010

Connecting to internals; Whitney Biennial 2010

The drawing crawls across the wall, as the visualisation builds, the linework is slightly schizophrenic; here focusing and ruminating for a while; there lacing loosely over unknown matter. And all the while the paper accommodates as required.