Peddler on the woop
Sometime on September 23, 2011
Events & Happenings
Tonight marked the final showing of the Marine Conservation Film Series. Some fine films over the six sessions. Kudos for those who showed to support the gigs. Congrats to the scruffy surf-wag who pulled the winning ticket for the print. Nice to see it go to a good home.
Keep on peddling little fellah… not far to go now.
Exhibitionist Postscript
Sometime on January 2, 2009
Events & Happenings, Muse
A decent showing of local (and not so) heads grew as the evening progressed. Plenty of smiles, finger-pointing, hmms & ahhs. I was happy enough but for the travesty of being designated driver for the evening. Travesty, harsh? No, the free beer at the show made for the travesty, but perhaps retaining coherency was the better bubbly.
It was grand to see the odd piece here & there disappear or affixed with a little ’sold’ card. Little victories. Smile & nod. All of the works have many special people behind them, without which none of this may have matured to fruit.
Post event musing had brought two items of significance to my awareness; The venue & the folk.
Venues?
After a trip down the East Coast from Sunny Coast to Sydney in search of stockists with an aesthetic to complement my fetish for wave-riding & roots respect, I discovered that the few found were a rarity.
For the most part, most seem a herpetic rash of ‘ticket-to-ride’ junk shops manifested from rubbing too close to their bastard step-sibling retail mega-marts with which, I postulate, they will inevitably be assimilated.
Solace, however, are indeed a shining example of one of the flourishing few far flung from afore-mentioned excrement purveyors. With their passion for tradition made apparent in the manner they have filled their spaces in Mooloolaba & Noosaville. Artisan surf-craft shapers, brush & pen wielders, water-logged photogs, writer & movie-makers; all degrees of visionaries, tale-tellers & translators through their preferred mediums, showing respect & reverence for a divine art are given space to exhibit their craft. For this is is more a Craft co-op than surf shop.
What about the folk?
Well here’s another flip. It was of no concern to me who showed up; I had wondered if anybody would show up but it fussed me not in the slightest – it was enough to have a few mates out for a beer, check out some awesome boards they had in store & lather up a foam of debate over rails & rockers, concaves, vees, weight distribution & tail preference for specific conditions.
Strangely enough, a froth of characters washed the deck of the Noosaville space & soon it was abuzz with all sorts & ages in & amongst the easels, in & out the doors, standing clumps bending to gusted volleys of tale & mirth, strewn across the couches, hovering over the make-shift bar, swaying to guitar & vocals of Mr. Andrew Morris’ offerings as if he commanding ethereal fingers through their hair, & some mused in-depths of their own over the equipment sleeping inside on the racks.
I realised that there was no significance in the exhibit itself. Nor in the venue itself. What festooned me with a smile deep & wide was that there were still places out there endeavouring to keep respect & tradition strong by making space available for those to continue their art & craft, & there were folks in numbers stoked at the chance to come together & resonate in harmonious vibration.
Art Show; Goes Down Well.
Sometime on December 22, 2008
Events & Happenings
Exhibitionist?
Sometime on December 11, 2008
Events & Happenings, Muse
Haa well now, serves me right for taking a challenge. 15 nude little canvases were on offer to splash with paint as an addition for this Noosaville exhibit. Bring the noise. About half are complete & the process is awash with a profound tide of enjoyment. Things are loose & making like a mercury bell rising from a heightening external atmosphere.
Pictures on papers of me & mine were not what I had in mind 6 months ago. With a boot from the Kingdom & a one way ticket with a slow bounce through Bali has seared the return to eden with the flames of fruit. Next weekend I’m gifted with an opportunity to publicly expose myself in & out. Not a break I needed but took in hand to force an issue. More flashes of mindful awareness come to strobe visions with the luminescence required to see-shift though some opaque fabricated plates.
The weather shall be warm & fine.
Stoked to hear the the lad providing the acoustic set for the night has played with Bernard Fanning’s beautiful Tea & Sympathy album; Andrew Morris. Quite looking forward to catching some good tunes on the coast with some new & old friends.
Solace presents…
Sometime on December 8, 2008
Events & Happenings
Ahh, the sound lads up at Solace surf & art have offered some space up at their Noosaville boutique to swing some framed & mounted prints, canvases & a bunch of shirts. There’s to be some sweet live music & they’ve managed to get the gig licenced so you can have yer pinky up while you’re swilling a beer & stroking your chin & quietly musing, ‘Mmmm, mmmm. Mmmm, yes, mmmm. Oooh, thas noice, I like tha..’
Love to see you there.
Where?
Check out the address here in Google Maps..
Icon Creative Summit Festival
Sometime on November 25, 2008
Events & Happenings
Venue: Turbine Platform, Powerhouse, Brisbane
When: Thu 27 Nov 08
“An exciting annual multi-arts festival showcasing high level artists in music, fashion, short film, dance, performing arts and visual arts.” Sound amazing? Well, as titillating as it may well be, I will be holding the whole show together with the unveiling of 8 giant pieces of such confounding gargantenourmosity (yeah, wiki that)… of such shatteringly symbolic profundity that would enough startle the Alphas to wee.
Everyone is invited! Please come!
Share in the whining about all the cheese.
Hit the Powerhouse Site for all the guff.