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Self Portraits

Do you have a book on your shelf (who has books!) that you dust off every year or two and re-read. Each time you read it you find some new meaning in it, or something you missed the last time round. Dorian Gray is that book for me.

“Harry,” said Basil Hallward, looking him straight in the face, “every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter. The sitter is merely the accident, the occasion. It is not he who is revealed by the painter; it is rather the painter who, on coloured canvas, reveals himself. The reason I will not exhibit this picture is that I am afraid that I have shown in it the secret of my own soul.”

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Crikey, the canvas is not a window into the imagination, but a mirror. I suppose this is the premise art therapists work on?

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Note to self.. never paint a self-portrait!


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Wool web

Growing up in Australia in the 90’s

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Garbage bags slip n slide,

Hypercolour,

Pebble mix lined swimming pools,

Running through the sprinkler,

Pavlova, Queen Adelaide in a cask, Tang,

Swinging on the Hills Hoist,

Swinging the cat in a bucket from the hills hoist.

It’s a bit of a lemon when it comes to rhythm and rhyme. Nonetheless, it sums up the mundane little everyday things remembered from my childhood. Of all of the above, what remains ever present in my adult life is the Hills Hoist. Rusting quietly in the backyard, home to a plethora of sun bleached pegs, half a dozen spiders and the occasional kookaburra. Once in a while it blooms in colour for a short while before returning to it’s former functional self.

The men putting cookies up on the hoist for daughters Alice in Wonderland party…

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Two years later, jungle party…

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And now this…

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Web weaving at dusk. Unfinished and hopefully kitted out in time for Halloween!


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Zombies!

In the dead of the night

Can you hear the little children cry?

Cryin’ “Mama, mama.” Watchout!

Arghh! Zombie’s a terrible fright

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Songs to spook to: C.W.Stoneking… The Zombie!

1 zombie stencilMade from sequined foam, this one’s for the front door.

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For the letterbox drop. A heads up for the neighbours!

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C.W.Stoneking is an Australian blues singer-songwriter, guitar and banjo player.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aPmn5vMThbc

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