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In 2012, our wonderful friends Roz and John gave us a great gift. They introduced us to the world of contemporary art.

From that first visit to Carriageworks, I was hooked. Now, four years later, Pete and I are members of the MCA and we make a concerted effort to get to as many local exhibitions as we can.

In Sydney, we’re truly blessed to have access to the White Rabbit Gallery, a privately funded space housing the extensive contemporary Chinese art collection of Kerr and Judith Nielson. Entry is free and the entire gallery is re-hung twice a year.

Their current exhibition is titled Heavy Artillery and I personally think it’s the best one I’ve been to so far. I’m a great fan of large works, and White Rabbit have really pulled out the big guns this time. Let me share a few of my favourite pieces with you…

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This enormous creation – European Thousand-Armed Classical Sculpture by Xu Zhen (2013 – 2014) – is a carefully positioned line of classically Western sculptures. When viewed from front on, they cleverly resemble the multi-armed Buddhist deity Guanyin

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The artwork is enormous, filling up the entire lower ground display area. I took this photo from the first floor balcony…

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Chou Chu-Wang has five paintings hanging in the exhibition. This is just a small section of The Hours (2015). When you see the painting initially, it’s hard to believe that it’s a) two dimensional and b) not a photograph. Instead, almost unbelievably, it’s meticulously hand painted.  The artist creates his works with minuscule paint flecks – around 350,000 dots per square metre…

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He Xiangyu’s Tank Project (2011 – 2013) is a recreation of an old T34 tank in Italian leather. Sitting like a giant collapsed handbag on the top floor of the gallery, it invokes memories of Tiananmen Square while making a statement about China’s obsession with expensive designer goods.

One interesting thing to note is how brilliant the curatorial decisions made by the White Rabbit Gallery are in terms of display. Apparently the artist was delighted with how Tank Project was exhibited – on a black vinyl floor (note the amazing reflections) with black rusty painted walls…

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Hsu Yung-Hsu’s 2011-27 (2011) is an interesting and substantial porcelain creation. The entire work was handmade by the artist…

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Shinji Ohmaki is a rare Japanese artist in the White Rabbit collection. His Flotage-Tectonics (2013 – 2015) comprises 283 acrylic cubes, assembled to create a floating wall with meticulously copied map contour lines. The artists reflects on what the earth’s memory might look like. Because of the translucency of the acrylic and the design, the lines and patterns appear to interact with each other as the viewer moves past them – something which is impossible to capture in a still photograph. It’s definitely an artwork to view in person if at all possible…

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Liu Wei’s Density 1-6 (2013) is glorious! He has recreated 3D geometric shapes on a gigantic scale – these appear to be made from concrete or stone but are actually created from compressed paper taken from used textbooks. I found the display very soothing…

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Finally, a very poignant set of  fourteen prints by Jiang Zhi.

Love Letters (2014) is a tribute to the artist’s wife Lan (Orchid) who died at 37. Each is a photo of a flower set alight and captured in that brief instant during which both the flower and flame are “in bloom”. I found them hauntingly beautiful, as if the burning flowers were on the verge of ascending through the flames to a higher plane…

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This is just a small snippet of the Heavy Artillery exhibition at the White Rabbit Gallery. The artworks are so substantial that it’s hard to do them justice in photos – if you’re based in Sydney and enjoy contemporary art, it’s definitely worth a visit in person!

White Rabbit Gallery
30 Balfour Street
Chippendale NSW 2008

Heavy Artillery is open 10am to 5pm, Wed-Sun.
The exhibition runs until 7 August 2016

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Grayson Perry

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I had the very best of intentions to write a long and detailed post about Grayson Perry’s My Pretty Little Art Career exhibition, currently showing at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Circular Quay.

Then I changed my mind.

It’s not possible to do Mr Perry justice in a blog post – you really need to get in and experience the sheer size and majesty and complexity and irreverence of the collection for yourself.

So instead, let me offer you just a few teaser snippets. If you’re in Sydney, make sure to get there before the exhibition closes on the 1st May. If you time it right, you’ll be able to visit the Biennale Embassy of Translation as well!

This is one of my favourite pieces, the artist’s own robe. There’s some gloriously intricate needlework involved…

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Grayson Perry works in a wide range of mediums – ceramics (which appear to be his greatest love), textiles, wood and metal. This piece – Head of a Fallen Giant (2008) – is one of the few he’s made in bronze…

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Most of the paper and textile artworks are so large that they can’t be captured in a single frame. They also tend to be intricately detailed, inviting careful examination and consideration. Many are cheeky and quite pointed in the message they’re conveying (do you like where “shopping” lives?)…

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In the introductory video, Grayson refers to himself as “a car crash of cultural influences”. Nowhere is this more evident than in his ceramic pieces, like this traditionally shaped Chinese style urn, adorned with skateboarders…

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The scale of his tapestry pieces is amazing – each is carefully designed and plotted out by the artist, then commercially woven under his supervision…

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Lots to giggle about in this very British piece…

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There are a couple of the artist’s drawing books on display. It’s intriguing to think that this sketch…

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…became a giant detailed fabric piece that was too wide to photograph in its entirety…

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Finally, a small section of Print for a Politician – the completed colour etching is about six times larger than the photo below…

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If you get a chance, I’d highly recommend popping in to view the exhibition. It’s a paid show ($20/head, or free to MCA members) and well worth the entry fee. Just make sure you allow at least a couple of hours to take it all in!

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It’s been a funny old week.

They’ve been a couple of difficult moments, punctuated as always by lots of laughter. Let me share some of the good bits with you…

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No matter what else is happening, I try to make a point of beginning each day with a mindful ten minutes, sipping hot chocolate from my Steve Sheridan tea bowl and studying the rising sun as it paints patterns on my dining room wall…

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My cousin Dilys needed to return an item to Costco, and while we were there, we encountered these giant 8′ bears. They were $290 each and there was no chance of fitting one into Dilys’ Honda Jazz…

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I caught up with girlfriends for lunch at Bistro Cocotte – lovely Jay saved a calf liver plat du jour for me…

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A 40th reunion of our year 6 class is being planned…(edit: in the end, we found everyone!)

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I had a perfect decaf piccolo at Coffee Alchemy in Marrickville. A blissful 15 minute break in a hectic week…

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Whilst I was in Marrickville, I stopped by the Black Forest Smokehouse and bought this bag of fresh chorizos. It’s a brand new product they’re developing for a retail customer (who has ordered 9,000 kilos!). The sausages are raw rather than smoked, and the flavour profile is slightly different to their regular chorizos…

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After years of reading about American half sheet pans, I was quite excited to discover them at Costco for just $10 each. I brought home a pack of two, and promptly decided to attempt a “sheet pan dinner” – I cut up a whole chook and combined it with potato slices, chopped tomatoes, garden zucchini and pieces of the fresh chorizo. After seasoning and tossing in olive oil, the pan was popped into the oven to roast…

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It was delicious and sooo easy! I think I’m going to enjoy these sheet pans…

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We managed to catch the El Anatsui Five Decades installation at Carriageworks just before it closed. The renowned Ghanian sculptor creates large scale pieces from recycled aluminium and copper wire. This huge piece – titled Drainpipe – was made using the bottoms of tin cans…

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Awakened uses flattened aluminium bottle caps (the screw on variety), “sewn” together with wire. According to the Sydney Morning Herald, most of these pieces are worth millions of dollars, so it was a great privilege to be able to see them for free as part of the Sydney Festival…

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Finally, a video of the ethereal Womb of Time, which uses the same bottle caps as above, only with their silver sides out…

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Wishing you all a happy start to the new week! ♥

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Comic Relief

Sometimes, when we’re a bit out of sorts, it’s easy to forget that life is actually hilarious. Here are a few things that have made me laugh this week…

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My gorgeous neighbour Emmeline attempted the Focaccia Tutorial for 23 Year Olds a few days ago. She came up the road and picked up bakers flour and yeast, and then made this vegetarian version with olives, baked ricotta and sundried tomatoes when she came home from work. She was so excited that she couldn’t wait for it to cool before cutting, and I was so excited that I met her on the footpath at 10pm (in our pyjamas) to taste it. As Emm pointed out, we looked like we were doing a drug deal. Luckily the neighbours all know that we’re bonkers!

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Small Man, who was born hilarious, has started uni. He’s studying linguistics, and has just had his first week of lectures. Mad boy that he is, he took himself off to Orientation Week, got sunburnt and attended just one advisory seminar – “Managing your Student Finances” (sigh).

He then came home and announced that it was too expensive for him to buy lunch at university and that he needed to take lunch from home. Which is why he too has now learnt to make his own focaccia (with black olives and cheese). Proving that the tutorial for 23 year olds works just as well for a 19 year old.

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I’ve been getting…um..hot, and have decided to embrace my old Asian woman-ness by carrying a folding fan in my handbag at all times. My mum thought this was terribly amusing and bought me a stack from her local Chinese emporium (they’re only a few dollars each) so that I could hand them out to my equally old, getting hot, girlfriends. Carol texted to say, “please thank your mum for my menopausal fan”.

Honestly, middle age hormones are the funniest things, when they’re not inducing rage and making you want to punch people out.

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Monkey Girl brought over these ridiculously hot instant noodles. Apparently there is some sort of internet challenge to eat an entire packet. Anyone with half a brain would have given it a miss – Korean food is already blistering hot, so any Korean product that has “extremely spicy” and a photo of flames on the packaging is going to be scorching.

I’m proud to say I made it through the entire bowl! Of course, this was followed by Zantac, bad stomach cramps and unpleasant toileting the following day. I might not be able to keep up with the kids at sport, but eating is my speciality.

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Sometimes my kitchen creativity gets a little out of hand (we don’t mention the Apricot Lamb Incident). A couple of days ago, I decided to make a quick dinner out of all the leftovers – so I cut the crust off my sourdough, sliced it and laid it at the bottom of a baking tray, then topped it with cooked rice, pulled pork from the freezer, a tin of beans, and green beans from the garden. This was baked briefly and then a layer of corn chips, frijoles, chipotle salsa and cheese was added. The whole thing was then baked until crisp and golden.

Small Man sat down to dinner and said, “um…what is this, Mum?”.

“Meat and three carbs, lovely. Enjoy!”

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This sight made me laugh! Uncle Steve (Pete’s brother) has been helping us repair our leaking bathroom. In this photo, Pete is shining a torch as Steve silicones the edge of the tiles. I sent the photo to their sister Penny and said, “this is how big boys play pirates!”.

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My fossil collecting has been picking up speed in the last couple of years. You might remember that I recently purchased several small ammonite pairs to use as pendants. I’ve got  big plans for a couple of them (hopefully I’ll be able to show you soon).

In the meantime I’ve been wearing this one. Uncle Steve drilled a hole for me to wire a bail on, and then Pete epoxied the sterling silver finding on the front. I can’t be trusted with glue (I once ended up in casualty having glued my eye). I love when something new captures my attention and I can allow myself to be immersed in the experience. The fossils have been spread over the dining room table and the magnifying glasses are out!

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Finally, back to bread. Ever since Bonnie inspired me to get more creative with my slashing, I’ve been practising. Pete is, as always, encouraging in his own way. He described the round loaf above as looking like it had been “slashed by a serial killer”.

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The weather has been so warm here in Sydney that it’s been playing havoc with my bread baking schedule. Earlier this week, I woke at 2.30am to pee, and noticed that Priscilla (my sourdough starter) was super bubbly and keen to play. So I made up a dough in the middle of the night (without my glasses on), then went back to bed.

The following morning I ambitiously tried to slash a “C” into the middle of the round loaf on the right. My fingers are covered in fine razor cuts and I’m not sure my slashing is improving yet, but I’m having an absolute ball trying. Luckily I have many willing eaters in our neighbourhood. Pete’s comment? “It looks like Inigo Montoya has been practising his slashing on your loaves” (#PrincessBride).

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Wishing you all many happy moments this week!

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Everyday Stories

“I wish I’d married someone compliant..”, I said.

“Why? So that everyone would go along with your crazy plans?” he replied.

It’s hard to believe that twenty-seven years have passed since this photo was taken. I can’t say that it’s been a doddle, but after all this time, he still finds me amusing and I still think he’s a superhero. We make each other laugh a dozen times a day. And there are no pointy bits in our relationship, if that makes sense. We’re very blessed… ♥

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Twenty years ago, we were having dinner at Nick and Mary’s house, eating cucumbers that Mary’s Greek father had grown in his backyard. They were a revelation. Ever since that day, I’ve been desperate to grow them at home, so we could eat them straight out of the garden.

This year, we’ve finally found a variety that grows really well. It’s called Marketmore and our seeds came from Mr Fothergill.  This mildew resistant variety is growing prolifically in our backyard – we harvested seventeen cucumbers yesterday, six the day before that, and twelve the day before that. The skins are quite thick and a bit prickly, so we peel them before turning them into Greek salad (in honour of Mary’s dad) or eating them dipped in ssamjang. (PS. Pete’s tip is to pick them while they’re still small enough to be a bit bumpy!)

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Also growing in our garden is a grafted fingerlime tree. It’s supposed to have multi-coloured fruit, but to date, it’s only ever produced green ones. The rinds are very bitter, but the little pearls are  deliciously citrussy.

The tree itself is under negotiation – it seems to fruit at a ratio of half a dozen small fingerlimes per billion thorns. It’s threatening to grow extremely large and its position adjacent to the driveway is already proving problematic. Pete’s not happy, but he’s indulging me for now – I so love having such an unusual tree in our backyard.

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There’s something very rewarding about eating our own produce. My breakfast yesterday was well-toasted sourdough, topped with cucumber, my marinated feta and fingerlime pearls, finished with a good drizzle of extra virgin olive oil, a little Malden salt and a grind of black pepper. It wasn’t pretty, but it was very, very tasty.

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We’ve been friends with Marty and Joyce since we were teenagers. I have a lifetime of hilarious shared adventures with them, but perhaps my fondest story is of our visit to a food court in Chinatown. We were nineteen at the time and we’d sent Marty off to get food while we minded the table. He returned with an enormous plate from the all-you-can-eat buffet – enough to feed all four of us for the $4.50 he’d paid.

It was a genius piece of engineering – he’d begun by positioning chicken wings around the edge of the plate to extend its capacity, then proceeded to layer various dishes on top until the pile was a good 15cm (6″) high. After we’d stopped laughing, we demolished the plate with the four forks he’d brought back, then went off in search of dessert. It’s one of my favourite eating stories ever.

Last week, more than thirty years after that fabulous meal in Chinatown, we found ourselves sitting at Marty’s bar, drinking his spectacular Young Henry’s cider slushy. The mad bugger works as an A&E specialist, trains for ironman events, and owns a bar. A couple of weeks ago, his hair was green and he won the My Little Pony award from his cycling club. It’s too wonderful for words that some things never change, and our darling friend is still stark raving bonkers. Long may it continue.

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One of my favourite authors, Peter Dickinson, passed away at the end of last year on his 88th birthday. The short stories written by Peter and his wife Robin McKinley are some of the best I’ve ever read. I’m in the process of rereading them all and if you’re looking for well crafted, beautifully eloquent prose, I can’t recommend them highly enough. They’re now all available on Kindle.

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“Can you keep small children awake for a few hours?” asked Will.

Desperate to combat jetlag, our friends arrived with Not-A-Baby-Anymore Grace and her big brother Tom. I immediately fed them chocolate chip cookies, then put them in front of the balancing animals. Tom proved particularly gifted, whereas Grace needed a little more help. She did, however, declare her Princess Twilight Sparkle stack to be the best!

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Wishing you all a glorious, relaxing weekend.

May it be filled with joyous everyday stories!

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