Klaus in the pink…

30 10 2008

 

We caught up with Klaus and Brigitte yesterday over a bowl of luscious Eden mussels. Klausie’s back in the pink, thank goodness – and already quietly starting to make incursions into the workshop – and we spent a wonderfully indulgent afternoon without once leaving the dining table. (We decided to pretend it was Sunday; today we’re back with our nose to the grind, never fear…)





Get an edge…

29 10 2008

 

Time to start working on your sculpture for next year’s headland fest at Bermagui. It’s a fabulous event-on-the-rise and seriously worth participation. Contact the intrepid Jan Ireland (organiser extraordinaire, details above) for all the logistical lowdown. 

(Hey Bob, cool poster!! – sorry about the crease…)

BTW, this falls on the Canberra Day long weekend so it’s a perfect fit for the Canberra mob…(Geoff, Jay et al, come on down!)





Bega Valley Art Awards 2008…

27 10 2008

 

The winning work (above) Craig Cameron’s The 50 Tribes of Sorrow  and runner-up (below) Sue Chancellor’s Tidal Reflections.

 

 

The Gang wound up the manic week-and-a-half moving stint with a dash to Bega for last Friday evening’s announcement of the Bega Art Awards 2008. In the end we got a lift down from Canberra with Nige and Wills (while Pa hung around for the afternoon settlement palaver – otherwise we’d have missed the opening entirely.) And what a big night it turned out to be, with a large crowd in attendance and anticipation riding dangerously high…

Nigel Lendon (Associate Head of the ANU School of Art and Convener of the Postgraduate Program) judged the event this year and spent the afternoon reappraising the selected works and exercising his prerogative as adjudicator (sending the long suffering gallery staff into a ninth hour rehang!) Hence the dangerous anticipation (after several of the previously selected artists suddenly found themselves given the chop.) Perhaps next time there could be a salon des refusés down in the Bowlo annexe – if only to extend the interest and keep everybody sweet…

Eighty plus entries were narrowed down to fifty odd and represented a broad range of predominantly 2-D work (although there was only one photomedia piece and no indigenous representation, which we found kinda odd.) And there were only three sculptures; a mad construct of ‘junk’ from Dr Peri Winkle, a good-humoured jokey play on Nigel’s own readymade by his old mate Marr Grounds, and a pair of ceramic whales. From a region that boasts a complex of established practitioners, one can only suspect that the relatively low prize purse proved too much of a disincentive (absenteeism being the most notable aspect of the pack) though perhaps the award is generally understood to be an amateur pitch, in which case fair is fair. All this and more will no doubt be revealed as the Gang gets a better handle on the nuances of the local playing field…

Anyhoo, we had a case of serious post-traumatic-move-syndrome and while the lights were on nobody was even vaguely home (it was a genuine case of jelly brain on auto pilot – as in total mental and physical exhaustion.) Nonetheless it was great to catch up with peeps we hadn’t seen in 12 years (Greg Pennefather, et al) and fascinating to see who’s been bitten by the art bug in that time. Following the opening we went to dinner at the Red Cafe (really good vego tucker) and enjoyed a lively debrief over a bevie or three before finally wending our way back over Murtle Mountain to the hideout (now stuffed to the rafters with a surfiet houseload of gear trucked down from the ‘Berra…the building of Pa’s shed can’t come soon enough.) Nige and Willa spent the night in the nick before wending their way to Marr’s the next day, and the Gang slipped into two days of comatosed recovery mode…

All in all it was a lovely, if intense, little sojourn – for snaps of the evening go here.

 

                                   

                                Nigel with winning artist Craig Cameron.

 

 

Post script: Nigel’s just emailed to say that there were three other ceramicists in the show (as well as the whales)…we knew that…(!!)…

We’ll have to mark it down to spongey brain. And go back to the gallery to check it all out again in the clear light of a rested day.





Droving…

20 10 2008

 

It turns out we weren’t kidding when we dropped in the Rawhide! post. We found ourselves in the midst of a drover’s mob, just out of Bibbenluke…

 

              

                      

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It was the only highlight in our day – this moving caper is the pits, we tells ya…





Basil Sellers at Moruya…

15 10 2008

 

…and one more thing…

 

Excitement’s building for the launch and announcement of the Basil Sellers Art Prize 2008 at the Mechanics Institute, Moruya on Friday night (17th October.) We’re sorry to be missing this too…





Music central…

15 10 2008

 

The music scene in Bega goes into global orbit this Thursday night with Tété, the first international act to be featured on the Bega Valley Regional Gallery’s Annex Space program at the Bowlo. Be there or be a silly sad sack…





Roll ’em up, move ’em out, Rawhide…

15 10 2008

Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
Though the streams are swollen
Keep them dogies rollin’
Rawhide!
Rain and wind and weather
Hell-bent for leather
Wishin’ my gal was by my side.
All the things I’m missin’,
Good vittles, love, and kissin’,
Are waiting at the end of my ride…

 

Exactomondo!!  The big move is underway for the Gang over the next week and a half (settlement on Giralang is Friday week) so we’ll be pretty much off the air and into serious packin’ and truckin’ mode. Yee Har!  We’ll drop in the odd tid-bit if we get a chance…

Meanwhile we just had a lovely visit from Jane and Barb – and completely forgot to take any snaps, bar one from the day before at Eden (where we tucked into some fush ‘n chups while waiting for the mussel blokes to get back to the boat after lunch…)

 

                               

 

Keep the faith, catch ya soon-ish…