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Robert Hannaford’s Tubes Pros: A nice change from wearing a t-shirt. Cons: He’s a big sexy bastard. Percentage Chance of Win: 40% Chris O’Doherty aka Reg Mombassa, Self portrait with high pants Pros: Lovely nod to John Brack, not a
Carmen Di Napoli’sGo for it Pros: The only bastard left standing… and who else are Archibald judges going to vote for?? Cons: Painted from photo [nice flash feature in background!], chair sticking out of head. Percentage Chance of Win: 12%
There must be a point at which you decide it just doesn’t matter anymore. Throw the rule book out, do what you feel and don’t worry about the consequences. This kind of liberation is usually reserved for people who have
Over the last few weeks the real has seemed incredibly real. More real than usual. Then slowly it slipped back towards the normal real, the day to day of our usual unreality, the microworld of contemporary art, busted up roads,
The best Zen stories are the ones that end with a trainee monk asking his master how he will achieve enlightenment. The master thinks about it for a moment then hits the trainee over the head with his walking stick.
Was it only last Friday? It seems like an eternity since the Archibald, Wynne, Sulman and Photographic prizes were announced at the Art Gallery of NSW. By now you’ll know that Melbourne painter Marcus Wills won the $35,000 Archibald Prize
Campbelltown Arts Centre. They have a cafe that sells good strong coffee and plays Nina Simone. Looking out over the trees to the clouds, with the jazz music and the heat, we’re starting to doze… Outside the galley there is
Rick Amor is keeping metaphysical painting alive
Conceptualists eventually drop off. There’s nothing they can do about it, and it seems inevitable that they’ll drift away into teaching jobs or curating exhibitions or changing tack into undemanding, decorative painting.
There’s something incredibly desperate in that frozen moment when you think taking a schooner glass home from the pub is a “good idea”. It’s not like we don’t have enough glasses at home and hell, if we want more beer