tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35791079781068430182024-03-13T14:39:07.297-07:00Emerald ArtsEmerald Arts: Artworks, origami and custom made creatures by Emma Stronach.Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.comBlogger306125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-17487585211212438022010-11-08T19:47:00.000-08:002010-11-08T20:12:16.185-08:00A new zineI've started a whole new book worth of book art, in a Reader's Digest type of compendium book, full of wicked short stories and photo essays, it's a classic in itself. Been changing the pages around and adding things to make it more exciting. Besides being tremendous fun, it counts as Tafe work too, our brief being to use a text as a launching point to create an artwork. Here are the first lot of completed pages, just scanned in flat (no cropping or photoshopping yet).<br /><br />When I am done with them, I'm going to start the next issue of Book Art (3)<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TNjFCtB7n-I/AAAAAAAABoY/CfbP-zPzy8Y/s1600/b1.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537392392090132450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TNjFCtB7n-I/AAAAAAAABoY/CfbP-zPzy8Y/s400/b1.bmp" /></a> A terminator inspired page. I start by circling words in pencil to make a poem, then add colour (this time with chinagraph pencils which have a wax like consitency mmmm). Then I rifle through my box of papers and magazine bits and find images that fit. </p><p>Poem about the apocalypse + Terminator skull = this<br /></p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TNjE3o8GFvI/AAAAAAAABoQ/DbNNU4wYBzA/s1600/b4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537392202013349618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TNjE3o8GFvI/AAAAAAAABoQ/DbNNU4wYBzA/s400/b4.jpg" /></a> A creature from the movie "9"<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TNjExj8-PRI/AAAAAAAABoI/-RYLzAOF3tQ/s1600/b5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537392097595637010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TNjExj8-PRI/AAAAAAAABoI/-RYLzAOF3tQ/s400/b5.jpg" /></a><br />Same little guy from "9" looking into an abstract line landscape<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TNjEjMzfy2I/AAAAAAAABoA/JvJEGDR8Vjs/s1600/b3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537391850863709026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TNjEjMzfy2I/AAAAAAAABoA/JvJEGDR8Vjs/s400/b3.jpg" /></a><br />Snakedog? Dogsnake?<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TNjEbm5lw-I/AAAAAAAABn4/WoCsuM5art4/s1600/b2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537391720429634530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TNjEbm5lw-I/AAAAAAAABn4/WoCsuM5art4/s400/b2.jpg" /></a><br /><br />You can find Book Art volume 1 here:</div><div><a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/21423406/book-art-zine">http://www.etsy.com/listing/21423406/book-art-zine</a></div><div> </div><div>And volume 2 here: </div><div><a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/21423402/book-art-volume-2">http://www.etsy.com/listing/21423402/book-art-volume-2</a></div><div> </div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-41788734225270949132010-09-06T21:03:00.000-07:002010-09-07T00:26:11.950-07:00Yes... I am still obsessed with watercolours<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIXIWWuSNbI/AAAAAAAABno/JNG2yi4Wp4s/s1600/foetus.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514033605167429042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIXIWWuSNbI/AAAAAAAABno/JNG2yi4Wp4s/s400/foetus.bmp" /></a> and your anatomy. This is what you look like, about four weeks in, like some kind of creepy yet loveable squidgy monster thing. Soon to be made into a series of paintings.... when I have the space to paint in...<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIXHaWqnvyI/AAAAAAAABng/6brQG79bcLA/s1600/paintbox.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514032574359912226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIXHaWqnvyI/AAAAAAAABng/6brQG79bcLA/s400/paintbox.bmp" /></a> My paint box, blind gestural drawing done in class with Fi, then coloured in with the actual colours.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIW9P1mJjNI/AAAAAAAABnY/HlcQbAqLpTg/s1600/heart.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514021398567816402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIW9P1mJjNI/AAAAAAAABnY/HlcQbAqLpTg/s400/heart.bmp" /></a> A heart done at the anatomy lab... yes, I went again and it was amazing.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIW6ZKq4d1I/AAAAAAAABnQ/aV03kGuub0s/s1600/41180_10150231722605391_656225390_14064722_4074524_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514018260308752210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIW6ZKq4d1I/AAAAAAAABnQ/aV03kGuub0s/s400/41180_10150231722605391_656225390_14064722_4074524_n.jpg" /></a> Gestural life drawing drawn with me left hand. I think the boobs are best, very much how they are weighted in life. The face is bloody awful though, a total mess.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIW6R4er5NI/AAAAAAAABnI/MG1F_OskGlg/s1600/40487_10150227668380391_656225390_13948252_62318_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514018135166674130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIW6R4er5NI/AAAAAAAABnI/MG1F_OskGlg/s400/40487_10150227668380391_656225390_13948252_62318_n.jpg" /></a> Created these two during workshop week, apologies for the terribly dark photo, I'm still learning how to use my camera. They were chosen to hang in the Tafe gallery and I nearly died of the happy. </div><div> </div><div>-Emmeline<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIW57_pPxUI/AAAAAAAABnA/EgiQCkUvBDY/s1600/glass.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514017759132894530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TIW57_pPxUI/AAAAAAAABnA/EgiQCkUvBDY/s400/glass.bmp" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-76007259930508789682010-08-11T02:24:00.000-07:002010-08-11T03:46:07.761-07:00Lately....So, new resolution in order to get life back on track... well, one of many, is to write in this blog more regularly because I think it is kind of a cool record of things to have and occasionally I take photos that I don't really have a place for. So here they are, bits of life...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJ3BeksinI/AAAAAAAABm4/cNABgBW4f5g/s1600/IMG00189.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJ3BeksinI/AAAAAAAABm4/cNABgBW4f5g/s400/IMG00189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504092561870719602" /></a><br />We've been going on afternoon excursions in drawing class with our excellent and quite hilarious teacher Mandy. Last week was Stockton, a suburb across the water from Newcastle connected by a giant bridge that looks like a dinosaur (the drive to get there takes twenty minutes) and a ferry (which takes two). It was windy and cold, but the sun was out, and I managed to find a spot sheltered by the wind next to the ferry terminal where I could watch the ships come in.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJ2099avaI/AAAAAAAABmw/K2babq7QN5g/s1600/IMG00187.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJ2099avaI/AAAAAAAABmw/K2babq7QN5g/s400/IMG00187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504092346957610402" /></a><br />This is my little setup for painting. Beautiful sister Cas's watercolours that I use every day just about, colours mixed up for the sky, the water, the rocks and the grass. I painted an abstract. Will have to scan it in :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJ2KKg17GI/AAAAAAAABmo/Olnnhc9r6NM/s1600/IMG00180.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJ2KKg17GI/AAAAAAAABmo/Olnnhc9r6NM/s400/IMG00180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504091611593043042" /></a><br /><p>Since Emerald Arts has closed I have been teaching Fi my watercolour student at various cafes and restaurants around town. This is the view from the back of Customs House one afternoon.</p><p><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJ1dB6JmJI/AAAAAAAABmg/ilqAJQWkB-Q/s1600/IMG00179.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJ1dB6JmJI/AAAAAAAABmg/ilqAJQWkB-Q/s400/IMG00179.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504090836189157522" /></a><br /><p>Emerald Arts all cleaned out with nothing left inside. </p><p><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJ0UpT-rWI/AAAAAAAABmY/NLEXLvCHJyk/s1600/IMG00171.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJ0UpT-rWI/AAAAAAAABmY/NLEXLvCHJyk/s400/IMG00171.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504089592636026210" /></a><br /><p>As I now live pretty much in just a bedroom, I have no room for... well anything much really. I stored what I could at Dad's old warehouse and left everything else out the front for people to take with a little note.</p><p><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJz2Ubc0XI/AAAAAAAABmQ/qXO5wnC916o/s1600/IMG00163.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJz2Ubc0XI/AAAAAAAABmQ/qXO5wnC916o/s400/IMG00163.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504089071634141554" /></a><br /><p>In photography class I have become fascinated with the effect that light can have through the lens of a camera, even one as average as that attached to my phone. Next step is to get a proper camera, but till then I will borrow Dad's and make do with this. </p><p><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJtWc1HNLI/AAAAAAAABmI/oX-dqJbVMjc/s1600/IMG00162.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJtWc1HNLI/AAAAAAAABmI/oX-dqJbVMjc/s400/IMG00162.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504081927063680178" /></a><br />The picture below is a blurry hot mess, but still wierdly I kind of like it. I wasn't sure how my new striped top looked, so I took a shot of it in my flatmates mirror. Kind of liked the way it turned out, although I look a bit too skinny (lost weight due to illness unfortunately, working on getting it back) and my hair has changed now.<br /><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJsk-spO-I/AAAAAAAABl4/YwRC2rfqjcQ/s1600/IMG00159.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TGJsk-spO-I/AAAAAAAABl4/YwRC2rfqjcQ/s400/IMG00159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504081077161507810" /></a><br /></p><p>Things are ok lately. I like being by myself, when I get to be. I have been slowly adjusting to living with a flatmate (she's a lovely girl, I'm just missing having space and privacy and it is hard to manage a kitchen with a normal wheat eater). Tafe is going well, health is getting back on track and happiness is a daily occurrence not something vaguely remembered. Sometimes I miss having someone to hug and it sucks not having someone that I can confide in, but all in all, I am myself again. </p><p><br /></p><p>Just started a job working for my father two days a week at Newcastle Yachting, I help with their admin and try to learn enough about the boats so i can help sell them. I'm going to be volunteering for a gallery/museum in town called The Lock Up. This, Tafe and teaching a class means that I will have half a day off a week generally, but I function better when I have a routine and I am excited about life again. It's a really good feeling. </p><p><br /></p><p>Anyways, I have a bit of a sore throat and a big day tomorrow so I had better go to bed.</p><p><br /></p><p>Love, Emmeline.</p>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-62363872202591295572010-07-27T01:46:00.000-07:002010-07-27T02:03:06.718-07:00Curious Colony: the best exhibition the NRAG has had EVER!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TE6f1L7pVhI/AAAAAAAABlw/RqjriUvrXRM/s1600/Stacey-Bombe-forweb.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 371px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498507931150800402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/TE6f1L7pVhI/AAAAAAAABlw/RqjriUvrXRM/s400/Stacey-Bombe-forweb.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><br />On Sunday I went to see the latest exhibition at the Newcastle Region Art Gallery, Curious Colony. The name alone had me snared when I read it in the exhibition guide at the start of the year... you could say I've been waiting a while for this one, and I was not disappointed. <br /><br />First thing I saw on walking up the stairs was a glittery tackorama by Kate Rhode called "Live Forever No. 3". I couldn't decide whether I loved or hated it. It's like a terrarium, but filled with stuffed birds and a bedazzled sugarglider. I think the irridescent pastel fish around the outside of it swung me over into love. It's hideous, but it has a point... if you can move past the glitter and hot glue to get to it. <br /><br />The centrepiece of the exhibition was the specially commissioned chest. An ode to the Maquarie chest, a treasure trove of dead creatures and awesome wildlife paintings that we were not allowed to have back because it is too fragile. I could try to explain this, but honestly, it is so cool I think you need to go there yourself to see it. Suffice to say, it is excellent and well worth the hype. <br /><br />An artwork/sculpture that I really didn't like, sadly I suppose, was "The Native's Chest" by Danie Mellor. It was supposed to be an interpretation of our coat of arms. But it seemed to me a bit slapped together and derivative, a dead kangaroo and emu with a coffin and a few Damien Hurst skulls for good measure. Oh, and some branches spray painted gold. Not a fan. Even it's description seemed a bit cut and paste, which is strange because they are usually excellent at NRAG. <br /><br />In a back corner of the gallery is a little table with books on it. Was particularly besotted with "Rare and Curious" by Elizabeth Ellis. It catalogues the Maquarie Chest, its beetles and butterflies, birds and corals.... so beautifully presented. I want it. I need it. I really need to get a part time job. <br /><br />There was also a good selection of paintings by the covict artist Joseph Lycett. He came to Sydney for forgery, forged again and was sent to Newcastle where he somehow made friends with Macquarie and became an artist. His paintings are luminous, so different in real life than in a textbook. He seemed particularly fond of painting tiny little hunters in his work, must find out why. <br /><br />Such a fascinating exhibition. Many things to look at, please don't let the cultural cringe put you off... if you are that way inclined. <br /><br />So that's what I think of Curious Colony. It is AWESOME. Twenty eight gold stars. Go see it.Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-39504233659141808512010-04-22T21:07:00.000-07:002010-04-22T21:35:45.137-07:00Taronga Zoo<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9Eh2ZH-wUI/AAAAAAAABlo/snfvKPWTTd8/s1600/zoo+tapir.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463185041318134082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9Eh2ZH-wUI/AAAAAAAABlo/snfvKPWTTd8/s400/zoo+tapir.jpg" /></a> My sister lives in a suburb of Sydney called Cremorne, which is but a short bus ride away from the ridiculously scenic Taronga Zoo. Had a fantastic day there sketching a couple of weeks ago, thought I would share ;)<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EhWiTrqWI/AAAAAAAABlg/FO8UBdA23X0/s1600/zoo+vic+crowned+pidgeon.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463184494027319650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EhWiTrqWI/AAAAAAAABlg/FO8UBdA23X0/s400/zoo+vic+crowned+pidgeon.jpg" /></a> It's called a pidgeon, but it's actually the size of a small dog and has a very lacy arrangement of feathers on its.... crown.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EhJcfetxI/AAAAAAAABlY/FROcwTbask0/s1600/zoo+bintaurong.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463184269127890706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EhJcfetxI/AAAAAAAABlY/FROcwTbask0/s400/zoo+bintaurong.jpg" /></a> Half-bear half cat, a very cuddly looking creature called the Binturong<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EgRBGaNaI/AAAAAAAABlQ/akv1MXMJ5n4/s1600/zoo+8.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463183299702306210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EgRBGaNaI/AAAAAAAABlQ/akv1MXMJ5n4/s400/zoo+8.jpg" /></a> Gorillas, a Cassowary, Emu, and some sheep called Barbary<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EfZ_8pf1I/AAAAAAAABlI/3WpmO0oeADY/s1600/Zoo+1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463182354500124498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EfZ_8pf1I/AAAAAAAABlI/3WpmO0oeADY/s400/Zoo+1.jpg" /></a><br />A shoddy Wallaby, a turkey, two spotted pigs and an enigmatic Fishing Cat that had lost one of it's leg in an unspecified accident. It gave hella death glares while I was sketching it, but it's eyes were so fierce I couldn't help but draw them.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9Ee05yw8OI/AAAAAAAABlA/A8T_gd6r4NE/s1600/pinkfish.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463181717192896738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9Ee05yw8OI/AAAAAAAABlA/A8T_gd6r4NE/s400/pinkfish.jpg" /></a><br />A fish design my student Fi and I adapted from one of my singlet tops<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EeCmSLlrI/AAAAAAAABk4/rHwa3U9JORM/s1600/Goldfish+zoom.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463180852962498226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EeCmSLlrI/AAAAAAAABk4/rHwa3U9JORM/s400/Goldfish+zoom.jpg" /></a> A goldfish drawn from a photo. Found a very cool new gold pen at the newsagents.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EdizoQQAI/AAAAAAAABkw/-5XQcghAABE/s1600/coastal+bearded+dragon.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463180306788925442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EdizoQQAI/AAAAAAAABkw/-5XQcghAABE/s400/coastal+bearded+dragon.jpg" /></a> I loved this little guy. He was sitting on a rock right near the glass which made it easy to do a proper study. Most of the sketches were quick because there were so many people around and nowhere to sit, but this had a ledge and no one else around. Happy days :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EdLC9IN_I/AAAAAAAABko/CcUX3NCSB2c/s1600/c-Balmoral.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463179898586150898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EdLC9IN_I/AAAAAAAABko/CcUX3NCSB2c/s400/c-Balmoral.jpg" /></a> Balmoral... also not far from my sister's house. Cool beach. </div><div> </div><div>-Emmeline<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-48826988305717258792010-04-22T19:19:00.000-07:002010-04-22T20:23:03.332-07:00Treading water<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9ENcA4_ljI/AAAAAAAABkg/xERY8uhFEwo/s1600/DSC00482.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463162597903668786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9ENcA4_ljI/AAAAAAAABkg/xERY8uhFEwo/s400/DSC00482.JPG" /></a> I've been doing some healing and soul searching lately (sounds a bit hippie doesn't it). Trying to figure out who I am when I am alone (a lot happier) what I am going to do with my business... etc.<br /><br />The roof still leaks at Emerald Arts. I have been unable to occupy it since early Feb as it grew a black mould that made me very sick, respiratory illnesses are not cool ya'll.<br /><br />Everything has been packed up and stored out the back for safety, floor to ceiling, which also means that while safe, I am unable to do any stocktake or find anything.... its all in boxes, so that's really frustrating.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EMlqrGxrI/AAAAAAAABkY/roZSkD2sTUw/s1600/DSC00485.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463161664226903730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EMlqrGxrI/AAAAAAAABkY/roZSkD2sTUw/s400/DSC00485.JPG" /></a> Manon (friend of EA) and my flatmate Em helping me to pull up the damp carpet. We figured, even if I can't be back in the place until the roof is fixed, we can at least take out the main culprit for the horrible damp smell.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EL3HDsLtI/AAAAAAAABkQ/End6yhAdYrM/s1600/DSC00488.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463160864392359634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EL3HDsLtI/AAAAAAAABkQ/End6yhAdYrM/s400/DSC00488.JPG" /></a><br />A pile of my paintings which are unable to be sold.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EJXf4OJdI/AAAAAAAABkI/DwnOA5TO5ZE/s1600/DSC00491.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463158122276070866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EJXf4OJdI/AAAAAAAABkI/DwnOA5TO5ZE/s400/DSC00491.JPG" /></a> Carpet up, next stage is to get a really good dust mask and start painting.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EH28OktAI/AAAAAAAABkA/lUl4ZOIYxvI/s1600/DSC00500.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463156463438705666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EH28OktAI/AAAAAAAABkA/lUl4ZOIYxvI/s400/DSC00500.JPG" /></a> I've relocated my students to the local cafe All Bar One for classes at the moment since I can't hold them instore (I ain't making no kids sick man). It's quite nice actually. The weather has been amazing lately so we're out under the awnings with the breeze, drinking coffee and painting.... pretty darn good feeling right there.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EHegVGW4I/AAAAAAAABj4/PQn9kThSm58/s1600/DSC00501.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463156043633023874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EHegVGW4I/AAAAAAAABj4/PQn9kThSm58/s400/DSC00501.JPG" /></a><br />Still doing the markets once a month at the Olive Tree, but I'm wondering if it is tenable. The rent has risen and business has been slow (my own malaise? Less customers? who knows?) so it's getting tough. Going to put in a full effort for the next one, make a whole buttload of stuff and hope I do well enough.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EHMLpjl5I/AAAAAAAABjw/wpkkj9ivtlo/s1600/DSC00515.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463155728844035986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EHMLpjl5I/AAAAAAAABjw/wpkkj9ivtlo/s400/DSC00515.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Because the wood around the window was mouldy and the shop looked strange half empty and torn up, a lovely green cover is now holding place until things change (oh cross your fingers for me, I am so dying to have my beautiful studio open again).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EExo0X6GI/AAAAAAAABjo/IYdWcWqAcY0/s1600/DSC00523.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463153073794312290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EExo0X6GI/AAAAAAAABjo/IYdWcWqAcY0/s400/DSC00523.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br />Took some time out with my sister Cas down at Balmoral beach last weekend. So beautiful down there, did a lot of sketching.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div>and speaking of relaxation...<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EEeoiaQvI/AAAAAAAABjg/JzLUVCwQ3yA/s1600/DSC00525.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463152747301454578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S9EEeoiaQvI/AAAAAAAABjg/JzLUVCwQ3yA/s400/DSC00525.JPG" /></a><br />This is my to read pile :P</div><div> </div><div>Ciao. </div><div> </div><div>-Emmeline<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-61498835690989336572010-01-17T19:21:00.001-08:002010-01-17T21:50:14.599-08:00Hello there stranger<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S1PYWbFZ-uI/AAAAAAAABjY/NG3XIXqC_jE/s1600-h/sad.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427919855650732770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/S1PYWbFZ-uI/AAAAAAAABjY/NG3XIXqC_jE/s400/sad.bmp" /></a><br /><div>Well.... it's been quite a while since I've posted here, so many things have happened, kind of hard to update all at once, but now that things are slightly getting back to normal, here is a list of stuff that happened last year....</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>-Broke up with Ten (partner of four and a half years, live in for three) and moved in with parents.</div><br /><div>- left parent's house due to personal differences</div><br /><div>- Finished a year of Tafe passing everything (goodness knows how)</div><br /><div>- was homeless for six weeks (or almost, lived in Nige's garage on a futon)</div><br /><div>- discovered the joys (snerk) of a diet consisting of mostly rice and whatever I could get my friends to feed me, not so easy when you're a coeliac... and thereby lost a fair bit of weight</div><br /><div>- Finally managed to get onto Austudy in late Nov and thereby be able to have somewhere to live again</div><br /><div>- Moved in with Em</div><br /><div>- finally began paying back debts</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Oh I feel I could have such a massive whinge about it all, and it was massively hard and heartbreaking, some friends have been amazing, helpful and understanding... others, not so much. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I feel very much like I have been in a pattern of two steps forward three steps back. For example, I finally came to terms with being by myself again. Had managed to find a place to live, had Emerald Arts looking just as I wanted it.... then last wednesday the damn place floods and I lost most of last year's Tafe work and a whole lot of books. Luckily everything damaged was mine. I have not been taking on much consignment stock because I cannot bear the thought of it being ruined by rain (although I do have contents so that will be covered, that section of the shop is always fine though)... pathetically, what hurt most of all was that I could not run to Ten to cry about it. Oh well.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>EA is currently not in a very good state. The back section where I keep all my paintings in progress, drawings and sketchbooks was flooded, still trying to get the carpet dry and it's almost been a week. Have to wear mozzie repellant in the shop because they are breeding in the ceiling and the place smells due to the damp. Have developed a cough... better look into effects of mould on health I think. People walk up to the door, sniff the dampness then walk off, so it's rather hard to make sales. </div><br /><div>Trying very hard to be positive, think that things will get better, but it's quite hard when you're truly on your own. </div><br /><br /><div>So yeah, Emmeline is still here, if somewhat battered and bruised by a rather rough year last year. Here's to 2010 being far easier and less eventful. I'd be delighted with boring :P</div><div></div><div></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-21391730083035564622009-11-11T02:13:00.000-08:002009-11-11T03:11:32.660-08:00Some pages from my sketchbooks<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqSpqdFa5I/AAAAAAAABjQ/3JEDxgfeYe8/s1600-h/botannical+illustration.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402791947452902290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqSpqdFa5I/AAAAAAAABjQ/3JEDxgfeYe8/s400/botannical+illustration.jpg" border="0" /></a> In Painting class we are working from what we see around us, in particular flowers and figures. As an adjunct to this I've become fascinated with Botannical illustration. I love the detail. This is my first try... but I will do many more I think.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqR53ajhnI/AAAAAAAABjI/-wJfAeiUA_g/s1600-h/terrace+Carrington.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402791126298232434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqR53ajhnI/AAAAAAAABjI/-wJfAeiUA_g/s400/terrace+Carrington.jpg" border="0" /></a> A terrace house in Carrington, around the corner from my teacher Dallas's studio. Still needs some work I think, shading particularly to give it depth. Might go back there in the holidays and finish it orf i think. </div><div></div><div>Check out the work of Dallas Bray, painting teacher extroadinaire:</div><div></div><div><a href="http://www.damienmintongallery.com.au/artists/dallas-bray/">http://www.damienmintongallery.com.au/artists/dallas-bray/</a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqRa5fnlOI/AAAAAAAABjA/Z76JMdeqHTw/s1600-h/Calder+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402790594280396002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqRa5fnlOI/AAAAAAAABjA/Z76JMdeqHTw/s400/Calder+1.jpg" border="0" /></a>Our second Sculpture project was to make a mobile or stabile inspired by the artist Alexander Calder. I really like his stuff, it's quite whimsical, has a really good sense of fun. </div><div></div><div><a href="http://www.calder.org/">http://www.calder.org/</a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqRKHnhLlI/AAAAAAAABi4/Xsuu1CFjokc/s1600-h/3D+Sculpture+concepts.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402790306013851218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqRKHnhLlI/AAAAAAAABi4/Xsuu1CFjokc/s400/3D+Sculpture+concepts.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Last friday they gave us a big block of styrofoam and told us to design something then have at it. Sketched out a few ideas, ended up going with the avocado even though it was probably the most challenging. Took quite a bit of work cutting the seed out from the avocado... could probably have done it separately but I like a challenge. Covered it in plaster, then next week we'll put some kind of finish on it.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqQGb4NrGI/AAAAAAAABiw/jGpEDJKP0fI/s1600-h/egon+schiele+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402789143221480546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqQGb4NrGI/AAAAAAAABiw/jGpEDJKP0fI/s400/egon+schiele+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Egon Schiele is one of my life drawing teacher's favourite artists, and judging from his work, it's very easy to see why. These warm up sketches were not really an attempt to get into his style, they were actually from the week before, but I like to write my notes around drawings these days.... thinking of making a zine out of pages from my sketchbook.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqPIZMy43I/AAAAAAAABig/oU8whpft6jA/s1600-h/egon+schiele+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402788077350609778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqPIZMy43I/AAAAAAAABig/oU8whpft6jA/s400/egon+schiele+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.artchive.com/artchive/S/schiele.html">http://www.artchive.com/artchive/S/schiele.html</a></div><div> </div><div><a href="http://www.doc.ic.ac.uk/~svb/Schiele/">http://www.doc.ic.ac.uk/~svb/Schiele/</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqO1E0-d_I/AAAAAAAABiY/CwrRgfHZvy8/s1600-h/egon+schiele+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402787745464481778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SvqO1E0-d_I/AAAAAAAABiY/CwrRgfHZvy8/s400/egon+schiele+3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p><br />This is the mega talented Cherie's work: </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p><a href="http://www.cherielidbury.com/">http://www.cherielidbury.com/</a></p><p>Seriously, my teacher's are just insanely talented. I can't tell you how much bigger it makes my brain feel to be studying at Tafe, so many new ideas flowing in. I'm only a little bit sad that I can't spend more time there, but hopefully after I finish this course I can take something up full time. </p><p> </p><p>-Emmeline</p>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-75927421322009507022009-10-29T16:11:00.000-07:002009-10-29T16:26:14.494-07:00Fat as Butter 2009You know something blogger? I think it's time for a bit of time out, given recent dramas.... so here are a few photos from a massive concert I went to last week end called Fat As Butter. My awesome buddy Methody got me a ticket VIP BABY and we had the most amazing day......<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoipKc61BI/AAAAAAAABiQ/7Be8tS6rg8E/s1600-h/10735_161113930892_551695892_2775835_914612_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398165193932592146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoipKc61BI/AAAAAAAABiQ/7Be8tS6rg8E/s400/10735_161113930892_551695892_2775835_914612_n.jpg" border="0" /></a> Standing by the side of my favourite stage for the day. Excellent photo, thanks to Methody's knowledge of camera angles ;)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoikiCAtxI/AAAAAAAABiI/qDAKTTyJyyY/s1600-h/10735_161114155892_551695892_2775870_5779835_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398165114362836754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoikiCAtxI/AAAAAAAABiI/qDAKTTyJyyY/s400/10735_161114155892_551695892_2775870_5779835_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Suoicu-vZtI/AAAAAAAABiA/-FYijjZoFdE/s1600-h/10735_161114050892_551695892_2775853_5254960_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398164980399826642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Suoicu-vZtI/AAAAAAAABiA/-FYijjZoFdE/s400/10735_161114050892_551695892_2775853_5254960_n.jpg" border="0" /></a> As you can see, the weather was rather damp. This bright spark decided before leaving (when it was muggy) that I probably wouldn't need a jacket... so I got completely soaked. As did everyone else though really :P<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoiW0JxoVI/AAAAAAAABh4/KBBiwK_FLMA/s1600-h/10735_161114055892_551695892_2775854_4672734_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398164878709072210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoiW0JxoVI/AAAAAAAABh4/KBBiwK_FLMA/s400/10735_161114055892_551695892_2775854_4672734_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoiRB-gtFI/AAAAAAAABhw/Yi-LpBgT34w/s1600-h/10735_161114060892_551695892_2775855_4052600_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398164779340706898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoiRB-gtFI/AAAAAAAABhw/Yi-LpBgT34w/s400/10735_161114060892_551695892_2775855_4052600_n.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is Methody. Witness the glee with which she greets the rain.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoiJjHC9bI/AAAAAAAABho/qwwCo-ihMHU/s1600-h/10223_181364587600_608932600_3342602_554547_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398164650795922866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoiJjHC9bI/AAAAAAAABho/qwwCo-ihMHU/s400/10223_181364587600_608932600_3342602_554547_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />The Cassette Kids<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoiES-PYuI/AAAAAAAABhg/jM4Gbvse-dE/s1600-h/10735_161114065892_551695892_2775856_8386958_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398164560564675298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuoiES-PYuI/AAAAAAAABhg/jM4Gbvse-dE/s400/10735_161114065892_551695892_2775856_8386958_n.jpg" border="0" /></a> Eventually, after I had apparently turned blue, a kind gentleman with very big muscly arms gave me his poncho. Saved my day.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Suoh-piEgmI/AAAAAAAABhY/rIyPAnzS4LY/s1600-h/10735_161114095892_551695892_2775859_7397899_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398164463541322338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Suoh-piEgmI/AAAAAAAABhY/rIyPAnzS4LY/s400/10735_161114095892_551695892_2775859_7397899_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Peace :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Suoh3Zc6FeI/AAAAAAAABhQ/22ZvznUJl0c/s1600-h/10735_161114100892_551695892_2775860_4852551_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398164338965616098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Suoh3Zc6FeI/AAAAAAAABhQ/22ZvznUJl0c/s400/10735_161114100892_551695892_2775860_4852551_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Some guys from some very awesome acts.... I'll have to ask Methody their names though and then come back and name them for you. Pretty sure the guy on the right is called The Tongue though.... no, I don't know why<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuohwsY2lLI/AAAAAAAABhI/WTZcm_OOhcI/s1600-h/14433_162623668991_543963991_2754456_7936281_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398164223789798578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuohwsY2lLI/AAAAAAAABhI/WTZcm_OOhcI/s400/14433_162623668991_543963991_2754456_7936281_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Suoho-wYj5I/AAAAAAAABhA/19No4d7DM38/s1600-h/14433_162623758991_543963991_2754472_3964315_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398164091281379218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Suoho-wYj5I/AAAAAAAABhA/19No4d7DM38/s400/14433_162623758991_543963991_2754472_3964315_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuohX0EmgWI/AAAAAAAABg4/6P4spet6CJY/s1600-h/10735_161113875892_551695892_2775829_2460712_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398163796355613026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SuohX0EmgWI/AAAAAAAABg4/6P4spet6CJY/s400/10735_161113875892_551695892_2775829_2460712_n.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-55166032043154979882009-10-18T19:43:00.000-07:002009-10-18T20:10:04.756-07:00The sun will come out... tomorrow....<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/StvXBMjCpdI/AAAAAAAABgw/g3duCQEUxDo/s1600-h/enhanced-buzz-32565-1255540528-3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/StvXBMjCpdI/AAAAAAAABgw/g3duCQEUxDo/s400/enhanced-buzz-32565-1255540528-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394141394254341586" /></a><br />Beautiful weather today. Technically it's my day orf, but in my usual fashion I'm doing paperwork and getting the washing done. I've been sick the last few days, took a couple of days off work towards the end of the week because I couldn't see straight enough to drive. Allergies turned to bronchitus and grossness. Vacuumed the hell out of the garageyroom and dusted down as many of the boxes as possible, going to ask the boys if I can move the dryer somewhere though, perhaps to the other end of the room. It's pretty dusty in there and the dryer just kind of stirs it around. <br /><br />Spent Saturday and Sunday at Emerald Arts, hoping for lots of sales but both were very slow days. Had a lot of interesting chats with tourists (we had a giant cruise liner come into the harbour) though so that was pretty neat ;)<br /><br />Enough of that though, lets talk Renew Newcastle. I said in my last post that I was at the end of my rope, and I was, but I've come to realise that I love Emerald Arts (and Newcastle) and I will cling to that baby like a limpet to a rock... if I can. <br />Lately, a few of the other Renewers have had their leases terminated due to commercial interest. Which means basically that they have a month to move out from their current space and Renew will try to replace them somewhere else... but we are out of spaces so I'm not sure how that is going to happen. <br /><br />I'm hoping that the leaky windows, paint spattered carpet and murals on the walls will save Emerald Arts from extinction... but given that I am behind on my rent and that my studio is in an excellent spot... right across from David Jones... I am very very worried. <br /><br />So what would losing Emerald Arts mean to me? Besides losing a space to teach my students in, somewhere to paint, somewhere to communicate? It would mean the loss of excellent storage (which is important since I am currently kind of homeless). It would mean that I would lose access to the general public, something I have come to value greatly for advice while creating artworks. It would mean that some goals had been achieved... the city centre has been revitalised to a point where shop holders are willing to come back, that the city is seen as a viable place for commerce... my little bit of it would be gone.<br /><br />Is Renew Newcastle a sucess though... for me personally? I don't know. I'm having a whole lot of trouble making a living... but that could be because I am trying to go to Tafe as well as run a studio/shop. Factors such as lack of stock (choice for customers) and no advertising may also contribute. I was making serious inroads while living at Mum and Dad's... because i was saving money that could therefore be used on stock creation and advertising... but being kicked out has put me back on that front a very long way. <br /><br />Sigh, I don't know. I'm going to try not to stress about it, que sera sera. Emerald Arts is my heart, there is so much of me in the place... but I guess it's only a shop and I knew full well when I entered into the contract that losing the place sooner rather than later was a distinct possibility. <br /><br /><br />Gah. <br /><br />Sorry for being such a mopey moose blogger. <br /><br />Think I'll go for a walk, that always cheers me up. <br /><br />-EmmelineEmerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-52863686641387844162009-10-14T23:04:00.000-07:002009-10-14T23:24:17.476-07:00Minding Your Mouth in a Public Forum: or why Em is an idiot<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sta-0RLdpKI/AAAAAAAABgo/nUC2tgHpeaE/s1600-h/b7e36f-142_0.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392707408996705442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sta-0RLdpKI/AAAAAAAABgo/nUC2tgHpeaE/s400/b7e36f-142_0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />The saga continues, I've moved again from living with my parents back in my old bedroom to staying on a futon in the garage of my best friend forever Nifty Nige. Things had been going ok there and I was hoping to stay and save some money until moving in with my friend Emma in November, but that was not to be.<br /><br />Long story shorter, a cousin of Mum's who had friended me on facebook read a status update on there that I had made in jest and immediately called my parents to find out what was going on.<br /><br />Mum had a bee in her bonnet about some pillowcases I had borrowed and not returned, I got sick of explaining that she would get them back when I managed to get all my stuff back and had time to go through the hundred or so boxes. Right here I'll admit that I am pretty terrible at looking after things and the move was messy, it's entirely possible that they are lost forever.<br /><br />Mum and Dad were not particularly fond of Ten, my partner, and seemed to expect me to get over the breakup more or less straightaway. It's only been a couple of months and I am still pretty shattered. I find it extremely painful to talk about him, Mum kept talking about him and his faults. So I pretended that it was because she had been bitten by a spider and was feeling so awful that she didn't understand how painful a breakup can be and kept rubbing salt in the wound by constantly bringing him up.<br /><br />It frustrated me and I vented on facebook, honestly thinking nothing of it. My comments were never meant to be hurtful, but they resulted in Mum and Dad kicking me out at a time in my life when I very greatly need their help. I got home late at night to a quite horrid confrontation and was told that I was no longer welcome to stay with them. Oh I know, I'm a grownup and I should be looking after myself, but sometimes in life (particularly when you have a chronic illness) you need looking after.<br /><br />I guess it's a lesson in how carefully words need to be guarded in a public forum.<br />What was for me a vent, was for my Mum extremely hurtful. What was no doubt genuine concern on the part of a relative, lead to homelessness and separation from my family. Sure, my parents may have overreacted but I can definitely understand where they are coming from.<br /><br />So for now, I'm living day to day. Most of my money is going on petrol because Nige's house is a fair way out from town, gawd knows what I will do if my car fails. I'm crossing my fingers and hoping like hell that my centrelink application for Austudy is succesful, otherwise I don't know what I'm going to do. Either Tafe or EA will have to go, given how much I have lost already it's a pretty horrifying prospect.<br /><br />I'll keep updating this blog as I can, hopefully in a month I will have somewhere steady to live and a computer/scanner to use.<br /><br /><br /><br />Is Emerald Arts worth it? Sure the place looks great, but it's a continuous uphill struggle and with no support and next to no customers (they've been digging up the street outside for the last three weeks, the construction noise and roping off cuts me off from them). How do I know if I am a good enough artist to justify all this other crap that my obsession with the place has caused.<br /><br />I'm at the end of my rope.Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-17646721865053654362009-10-10T21:00:00.000-07:002009-10-10T21:02:21.601-07:00New videoThe ABC show "Stateline" recently ran a feature on Renew Newcastle, serves as a bit of an update on what has been happening and the effect that the project has had on the city centre.<br /><br />If you look carefully, you'll see a very brief flash of your's truly and Emerald arts ;) WOOHOO!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=172855673242&ref=mf">http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=172855673242&ref=mf</a>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-35588365988939661522009-10-07T03:02:00.001-07:002009-10-07T03:13:14.907-07:00Feedback is tops.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Ssxok4v4vVI/AAAAAAAABgg/GxY-lpw9Clc/s1600-h/wtf_pics-scuba-horse.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389797836973456722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Ssxok4v4vVI/AAAAAAAABgg/GxY-lpw9Clc/s400/wtf_pics-scuba-horse.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>There is a new poll on Facebook from the Renew Newcastle founder Marcus Westbury:</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=50532040184&topic=12730">http://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=50532040184&topic=12730</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Thought this might be an interesting discussion starter. Now that we have nearly 40 projects that Renew Newcastle has done so far, what do you think has worked best and why? I'd love to hear people's thoughts and feedback. We're curious about how what we've done is being perceived and what people have most enjoyed.If you want to look at a list of projects thus far, check out our project page: <a onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," href="http://www.renewnewcastle.org/projects" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">http://www.renewnewcastle.org/projects</a>Different opinions are good, but be nice to everyone!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So.... not to be a pest, but if you, Dear Reader, have had a fun/awesome/rockin good time at Emerald Arts and want the world to know about it, take a look and post a comment.</div><br /><div></div><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=50532040184&topic=12730">http://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=50532040184&topic=12730</a><br /><br /><div>Eternally in your debt,</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Emmeline.</div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-66505861514820526362009-09-28T00:08:00.001-07:002009-09-28T00:10:37.672-07:00You like to party? How about an Art Party?<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SsBhY7NG6mI/AAAAAAAABgY/3IMn-WXeoM0/s1600-h/Discofrog-muppetshow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386412235172538978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SsBhY7NG6mI/AAAAAAAABgY/3IMn-WXeoM0/s400/Discofrog-muppetshow.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Dear Friends of Emerald Arts.... DO YOU LIKE TO PARTY?<br /><br />How about an Art Party? This Friday evening Renew Newcastle will launch its series of twilight events in the City – First Friday. On the First Friday of the month in October, November and December the Renew Newcastle art and creative projects will host a collection of special events in the early evening 5 – 8pm. At Emerald Arts we're having an Art Party... details below... love to see you there.<br /><br /><strong>Date:</strong> 2.10.09<br /><strong>Time:</strong> 5pm-8pm<br /><strong>Project:</strong> Emerald Arts<br /><strong>Location:</strong> Shop 2, 196 Hunter Street, Newcastle<br /><br /><strong>Event:</strong> The Art Party<br /><strong>Description:</strong> Come celebrate the awesomeness of art and play some party games, including pin the badge on the Widget and Pass the Parcel. There will be drawing competitions and delicious snacks.<br /><br />Emmeline. </div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-83813795702080593452009-09-24T05:31:00.000-07:002009-09-24T05:38:08.603-07:00Dusty McDust Dust<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Srtm8NmTgdI/AAAAAAAABgQ/xisI9TWhSAQ/s1600-h/kanye+storm.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385010964080067026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Srtm8NmTgdI/AAAAAAAABgQ/xisI9TWhSAQ/s400/kanye+storm.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Crazy amounts of dust over my part of the world lately. </div><div> </div><div>Makes me:</div><div> </div><div>a) sneeze a lot</div><div> </div><div>b) laugh at climate change sceptics</div><div> </div><div>c) laugh again because climate change sceptics are not generally Skeptics.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Found an article which counts Renew Newcastle as among one of the reasons why Newcastle is starting to undergo a mini-development boom (you can count my Dad as another). </div><div> </div><div><a href="http://www.theherald.com.au/news/local/news/general/newcastles-east-end-gets-set-for-development-boom/1627550.aspx?page=3">http://www.theherald.com.au/news/local/news/general/newcastles-east-end-gets-set-for-development-boom/1627550.aspx?page=3</a></div><div> </div><div>Couldn't help from putting in my own two cents worth, even though they don't make two centses any more and no one had commented for days.... </div><div> </div><div><em>Hello :) I'm Emmeline from Emerald Arts, one of the Renew Newcastle projects. </em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em>My studio was one of the first spaces to open, and in the eight or so months since I have heard every argument in the sun for and against the rail line. </em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em>Sick of hearing about it to be honest. </em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em>News of new apartment blocks on the other hand is very interesting. From a retail perspective, they and the mall being open to traffic are very positive signs. More people living in our city means that those people might want some food to eat, somewhere to chill after work, some art to hang on their walls. I think that this article is projecting a little.</em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em>Renew Newcastle has been working darn hard to bring life to the city, however, we're not quite there yet. After all.... there is only so much that a bunch of artists and a mastermind like Marcus Westbury can achieve without help from developers like GPT and a suddenly much more helpful council (thanks for the free parking on Saturdays guys, you rock ;) </em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em>We're aiming high, to bring a pretty shabby city centre back to awesome again, but I definitely think we're getting there, but there's still a lot of hard work to go </em></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-64101463251926375242009-09-20T22:48:00.000-07:002009-09-20T23:07:37.146-07:00Shifty behaviour<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SrcX1chUOTI/AAAAAAAABgI/XP8LcZ5_k60/s1600-h/80470486.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383798086501153074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SrcX1chUOTI/AAAAAAAABgI/XP8LcZ5_k60/s400/80470486.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Man, it has been one crazy week. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>No photos this post.... because someone came in, complimented me on my artworks, then stole my phone right off my desk. Can't afford to get a new one for a while, so it might just be writing and links to stuff I like for a while.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Such a shame because I had a mega spring clean and decoration binge and Emerald Arts is looking AWESOME! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I'm just going to have to learn to pack my things away better I guess, or keep phone in pocket if waiting for a call. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Adjusting to life post-Ten ok. It's hard in some ways because I lost our mutual friends at the same time (they haven't contacted me since it happened and I haven't had the guts to contact them and be barred). Hurts to hear that they're having parties that I'm not invited to, but I guess I'm not surprised. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Have to say though, it's forced me to do things I wouldn't usually do (attend art openings alone, make speeches in front of lots of people). I'm reconnecting with people I rarely got to see while we were dating and making new friends. Last saturday night Joe and I went to club G (local gay club... so much fun) and danced on the stage. The music is excellent there, so nice to be able to dance without getting my bum pinched too. One boy was even nice enough to tell me I look like Katy Perry. Sure he was pretty drunk, but I'll take that, thanks ;)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Also, I kind of really like having a whole double bed to myself. STARFISH! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>In other news, my brother Lachy tore a ligament in his knee by crashing the quad bike he was driving into a mate. He's on crutches at the moment, having the day off school. Mum's blind furious with his soccer coach for organising a day where 17yr olds are allowed on such dangerous machines. I'm just miffed that I didn't get a go :P</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Speaking of Mum, she got bitten by a white tail spider... horrid and dangerous little buggers. I won't link you to pictures, but the results can be very VERY nasty. Luckily for once she listened when I told her that she should REALLY go see a doctor, so she's going to be blotchy and sick for a couple more weeks, but she'll be ok after that.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Hmmms... what time is it? Think I'll go work on my Figure in Landscape project. I'd show you photos.... but yeah LOL</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>-Emmeline</div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-21388013920783646532009-09-07T04:22:00.000-07:002009-09-07T05:28:30.798-07:00Spring cleaning and playing shops still<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqT7Hj88F4I/AAAAAAAABgA/F27zHt_SHd0/s1600-h/DSC05368.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378699962315708290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqT7Hj88F4I/AAAAAAAABgA/F27zHt_SHd0/s400/DSC05368.JPG" border="0" /></a> Tree mural with some more leaves on it<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqT62cfrGKI/AAAAAAAABf4/cl4J6kxiYi0/s1600-h/DSC05385.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378699668256135330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqT62cfrGKI/AAAAAAAABf4/cl4J6kxiYi0/s400/DSC05385.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Oh how I wish I still had photoshop to play around with, I do miss it so.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqT6YfKE_YI/AAAAAAAABfw/QA5QeNVTRVI/s1600-h/DSC05391.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378699153574788482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqT6YfKE_YI/AAAAAAAABfw/QA5QeNVTRVI/s400/DSC05391.JPG" border="0" /></a>Much as I love the red silk sheet I have been using as a tablecloth since the studio opened, I thought it was about time I tried something new, so I bought some el cheapo ones from SoLo Prices and cut them to size ;)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqT505VWUSI/AAAAAAAABfo/iOeUzyPkjsA/s1600-h/DSC05403.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378698542126092578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqT505VWUSI/AAAAAAAABfo/iOeUzyPkjsA/s400/DSC05403.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />They also had a whole lot of pretend flowers, so I have been weaving them into my displays too<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqT10_10qxI/AAAAAAAABfg/sZI61CClRxA/s1600-h/DSC05406.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378694145826401042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqT10_10qxI/AAAAAAAABfg/sZI61CClRxA/s400/DSC05406.JPG" border="0" /></a> and making some large watercolours to give a bit of colour and life to le Emerald Arts<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqTyXleM6pI/AAAAAAAABfY/3YNQ5wmaJuM/s1600-h/DSC05412.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378690341996915346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqTyXleM6pI/AAAAAAAABfY/3YNQ5wmaJuM/s400/DSC05412.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Mannequin hug?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqTx5v8RWLI/AAAAAAAABfQ/VfDAHD93RRM/s1600-h/DSC05417.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378689829411313842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqTx5v8RWLI/AAAAAAAABfQ/VfDAHD93RRM/s400/DSC05417.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Einstein is going to write witty things on my chalkboard<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqTwRcszwUI/AAAAAAAABfI/3tztc-ZboL8/s1600-h/DSC05421.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378688037539791170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqTwRcszwUI/AAAAAAAABfI/3tztc-ZboL8/s400/DSC05421.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Someone scratched nice things into my tree mural already... which cheered me up after another someone stole my ipod. Well.... whadaryagunnodo?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqTt4gl_cPI/AAAAAAAABfA/jI6C7GI4gUc/s1600-h/DSC05427.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378685410064953586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqTt4gl_cPI/AAAAAAAABfA/jI6C7GI4gUc/s400/DSC05427.JPG" border="0" /></a> -Emmeline<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-5237773390469290442009-09-06T18:25:00.000-07:002009-09-07T04:22:47.432-07:00First week of SeptemberIn the midst of spring cleaning Emerald Arts, giving it a makeover.<br /><br />Throwing myself into art seems to be (so far) an excellent way of coping with the fact that within the space of a few months I lost my home, my dog and my boyfriend.<br /><br />That said though, it's really lovely living back home with my family. I tried to keep things civil with Ten, kept the lines of communication open... but then I got sick of hearing a lot of self justifications for mean behavior... rather than maybe an apology or some kind of sign that he's sad we broke up... so I'm trying to take a break from talking to or hearing anything about Ten. People still tell me that he's out partying all weekend, friends and sister, but I've taken his number from my phone so I don't text him pathetically and have minimised his updates on facebook.<br /><br />I'm getting back to happy and realising that sometimes people don't live up to the ideal we have built up of them. Sometimes boys do not act like gentlemen. Sometimes dreamers wake up and make a change for the better.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRnc4pat4I/AAAAAAAABew/D4NpIPBN3Pc/s1600-h/DSC05315.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378537600927315842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRnc4pat4I/AAAAAAAABew/D4NpIPBN3Pc/s400/DSC05315.JPG" border="0" /></a> I got jealous of all the nifty Sandwish boards that the other shops had and made my own version on the back of a For Lease sign.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRmTQLnlNI/AAAAAAAABeo/9DC2jQXhTCc/s1600-h/DSC05331.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378536335934461138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRmTQLnlNI/AAAAAAAABeo/9DC2jQXhTCc/s400/DSC05331.JPG" border="0" /></a> So cute, this little customer bought the English Bunny Jane at the Olive Tree Markets on Saturday and tied her to the front of her scooter.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRmGL6m1MI/AAAAAAAABeg/ztSg7hmC5E4/s1600-h/DSC05349.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378536111451067586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRmGL6m1MI/AAAAAAAABeg/ztSg7hmC5E4/s400/DSC05349.JPG" border="0" /></a> I've been drawing a tree mural on my front window for spring..... because I can.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRlsr-vWEI/AAAAAAAABeY/TFsxKiyd7A0/s1600-h/DSC05360.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378535673381738562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRlsr-vWEI/AAAAAAAABeY/TFsxKiyd7A0/s400/DSC05360.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is Ross and Kate's new baby Ella. She's adorable, perfect little puppy. Makes me dream of having my own little labrador that could hang out at Emerald Arts and keep me company. Mum says no. But I still want one.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRh5WD3_oI/AAAAAAAABeQ/QsCUwc9OzuY/s1600-h/DSC05362.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378531492789485186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRh5WD3_oI/AAAAAAAABeQ/QsCUwc9OzuY/s400/DSC05362.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Puppy Plinth<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRhhAstL0I/AAAAAAAABeI/wvyubPUWyvo/s1600-h/DSC05365.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378531074738302786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SqRhhAstL0I/AAAAAAAABeI/wvyubPUWyvo/s400/DSC05365.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cas said that she couldn't help thinking of Eddie while holiding Ella. Neither could I. </div><div></div><div>-Emmeline<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-79666975354368754572009-08-31T02:57:00.000-07:002009-08-31T03:33:24.351-07:00Look Hear: Architecture and Design talks<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spue-WVv8XI/AAAAAAAABeA/O76rcT9mUKg/s1600-h/about_banner.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376065374182699378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spue-WVv8XI/AAAAAAAABeA/O76rcT9mUKg/s400/about_banner.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This wednesday I'm giving a talk bout Emerald Arts and the design principles behind it....</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><p>So far I have gone through all my photos.... thousands and thousands, and pulled out all relevant then sorted into folders, next to put them into a powerpoint demonstration, then write the speech.... better stop procrastinating then....</p><p></p><p>Is it wrong that I'm kind of chuffed the used my new haircut vanity shot for the website?</p><p></p><p>http://www.lookheartalk.org/speakers.html</p>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-9951732344509218792009-08-30T00:53:00.000-07:002009-08-30T02:02:42.635-07:00Back again....Well, once again it's been awhile, but sometimes real life gets in the way of blogging, so please excuse my absence dear reader. I think I mentioned before that I have moved back in with Mum and Dad, which is just wonderful (both of them and for me). Broke up with Ten for good after finding out a few things and having a good hard think. Now I have my own bedroom back, my studio and Tafe are just down the road and people are happy to see me when I get home so everything is win.<br /><br />I'm submersed in a world of Art, living, sleeping and breathing it. Here's a few shots to catch you up....<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo3Vk2VQQI/AAAAAAAABd4/NZwY4_18v7Y/s1600-h/6100_237504315390_656225390_8295862_5294504_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375669949028450562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo3Vk2VQQI/AAAAAAAABd4/NZwY4_18v7Y/s400/6100_237504315390_656225390_8295862_5294504_n.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mum came home with poppies one day so I painted them for her</p><p><br /> </p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo3OHFERsI/AAAAAAAABdw/MF0P5j6D5Fo/s1600-h/6100_237481115390_656225390_8294946_4768464_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375669820778104514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo3OHFERsI/AAAAAAAABdw/MF0P5j6D5Fo/s400/6100_237481115390_656225390_8294946_4768464_n.jpg" border="0" /></a> My tribute to Monet, painted last weekend. Was going be for sale but when I hung it on the wall I realised that the damn thing was wonky, one side longer than the other. That will learn me for being lazy and buying a cheap Chinese one instead of making my own.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo2-Q7365I/AAAAAAAABdo/3OqE_FvHg40/s1600-h/6100_237481005390_656225390_8294931_4264440_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375669548545993618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo2-Q7365I/AAAAAAAABdo/3OqE_FvHg40/s400/6100_237481005390_656225390_8294931_4264440_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Found a Cherry Blossom tree when I was on a sketching things walk. Tore myself off a branch for the studio then spent the day playing around at drawing and painting them. Had my students do the same.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo2svBZezI/AAAAAAAABdg/mevUz-udcsw/s1600-h/6100_237481045390_656225390_8294935_525016_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375669247384582962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo2svBZezI/AAAAAAAABdg/mevUz-udcsw/s400/6100_237481045390_656225390_8294935_525016_n.jpg" border="0" /></a> Been making wrapping paper by splodging watercolour paint onto A2 sized cartridge. V. fun.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo2nXMKkLI/AAAAAAAABdY/vJYLDQEMzDo/s1600-h/6100_237481055390_656225390_8294936_8215933_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375669155087945906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo2nXMKkLI/AAAAAAAABdY/vJYLDQEMzDo/s400/6100_237481055390_656225390_8294936_8215933_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Some of my stolen blossoms on display in the Emerald Arts shop window. Wasn't until I took this photo that I realised that the silver spinning thing next to it has cherry blossoms on it too.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo18JrgV8I/AAAAAAAABdQ/kSgMnpAlugY/s1600-h/6100_237481060390_656225390_8294937_5684328_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375668412726925250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo18JrgV8I/AAAAAAAABdQ/kSgMnpAlugY/s400/6100_237481060390_656225390_8294937_5684328_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sketch made in life drawing. This lady is my favourite model. She's so gorgeous and always looks very tranquil. A dream to draw too, curves are way easier than angles. For once I listened to Cherie and drew really lightly, amazed by how much it helped. Still not finished, but quite like it.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo13wUzYXI/AAAAAAAABdI/ztds13OQpIc/s1600-h/6100_237481070390_656225390_8294938_6750059_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375668337201340786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo13wUzYXI/AAAAAAAABdI/ztds13OQpIc/s400/6100_237481070390_656225390_8294938_6750059_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />In Sculpture class we are building Toas, which were markers used by certain Aborigional tribes. I'll let Wikipedia illuminate you further: <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toas">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toas</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo1mpE1wOI/AAAAAAAABdA/qUXlz_j5DU0/s1600-h/6100_237481100390_656225390_8294943_2178858_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375668043197563106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo1mpE1wOI/AAAAAAAABdA/qUXlz_j5DU0/s400/6100_237481100390_656225390_8294943_2178858_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I'm making mine to look like a bird, even though that's not quite in the spirit. They're supposed to be simplistic, but I want mine to be fancy. Will probably lose me marks, but for once I don't care because I can just picture how it will look and it makes me giggle.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo0HNdIWLI/AAAAAAAABc4/KcxnP1kBBwQ/s1600-h/DSC05282.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375666403695679666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spo0HNdIWLI/AAAAAAAABc4/KcxnP1kBBwQ/s400/DSC05282.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here are my anatomy drawings up on the wall in the upstairs gallery at Art School. I'm that proud of myself I can't tell you. First real exhibition *dances*<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spoz2z6E_ZI/AAAAAAAABcw/IUzfeafX8mg/s1600-h/DSC05287.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375666121959865746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spoz2z6E_ZI/AAAAAAAABcw/IUzfeafX8mg/s400/DSC05287.JPG" border="0" /></a>Le Windpipe<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spozi5lofCI/AAAAAAAABco/P-MrYLf9FYo/s1600-h/DSC05288.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375665779887340578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Spozi5lofCI/AAAAAAAABco/P-MrYLf9FYo/s400/DSC05288.JPG" border="0" /></a> Oil paint crayons on black paper. Not so fond of this one, was really hard to make it distinct because they are not exactly a precise tool....<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SpozLt6FD_I/AAAAAAAABcg/RLR32No5OL8/s1600-h/DSC05291.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375665381614882802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SpozLt6FD_I/AAAAAAAABcg/RLR32No5OL8/s400/DSC05291.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Braiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnssss<br /><br /><br /><div>Am orf to (finally) write the speech I'll be giving on Wednesday night. It's about the design principles behind Emerald Arts....</div><div> </div><div>Ciao ;) </div><div> </div><div>-Emmeline</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-1588796333625299822009-08-13T02:00:00.000-07:002009-08-13T06:14:52.597-07:00Anatomy DayToday I had the very great privledge of visiting the Anatomy Laboratory at the Uni as part of our School's workshop week. We were shown around the room, then set to work on watercolour paintings of the museum specimens and human subjects. Before I go on, these are photos not scans because I don't have a scanner at the moment, so they don't quite do their subjects justice.... but hopefully they'll give you some idea of how intricate and amazing the experience was.<br /><br />Hat's off to all who donate their bodies to science. The medical profession and artists worldwide salute you.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoQOaOJNAmI/AAAAAAAABcY/kyWZMt_hhaE/s1600-h/DSC05149.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369432499368559202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoQOaOJNAmI/AAAAAAAABcY/kyWZMt_hhaE/s400/DSC05149.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is the Circle of Willis. Someone had painstakingly removed all of the blood vessels that supply the brain and suspended them for study. They're incredibly delicate. Everyone thought that they looked like a rather lovely tree. Cherie brought along black paper (along with magnificent watercolour paper and paints) for us to play with. There was a gorgeous white ink there, which turned out to be rather shiny. It's not my most complicated drawing, but it's my favourite from the day.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoQH7F2NCvI/AAAAAAAABcQ/ujGxQblG-7M/s1600-h/DSC05145.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369425367495674610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoQH7F2NCvI/AAAAAAAABcQ/ujGxQblG-7M/s400/DSC05145.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is the piece that I worked the most on, spent about four hours probably. Lots and lots of washes.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoQAyTRWYdI/AAAAAAAABcI/mAb4Xsu0bG8/s1600-h/DSC05144.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369417519898976722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoQAyTRWYdI/AAAAAAAABcI/mAb4Xsu0bG8/s400/DSC05144.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I'm starting to really love watercolour. Thinking it might just be my thing..... or one of them anyway. I love the way you can layer them.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoQAjBeYE9I/AAAAAAAABcA/5yNf2oR-PWQ/s1600-h/DSC05143.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369417257423737810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoQAjBeYE9I/AAAAAAAABcA/5yNf2oR-PWQ/s400/DSC05143.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This subject died of a brain embolism. You can see it as the black that surrounds (compresses) his brain, scary to look at, but also very beautiful.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoP_W6vjScI/AAAAAAAABb4/pU5UW3e0CDM/s1600-h/DSC05138.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369415949946669506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoP_W6vjScI/AAAAAAAABb4/pU5UW3e0CDM/s400/DSC05138.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />A heart, or section thereof. This photo is close to the actual colours, but then I changed the settings....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoP93I8wBjI/AAAAAAAABbw/6-AvAKnYwCA/s1600-h/DSC05140.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369414304492684850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoP93I8wBjI/AAAAAAAABbw/6-AvAKnYwCA/s400/DSC05140.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />and it became like this.... I really need to get a scanner.... haha i already said that didn't I :P<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoPWaXbuflI/AAAAAAAABbo/TXc4xs9TOfY/s1600-h/DSC05133.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369370929211014738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SoPWaXbuflI/AAAAAAAABbo/TXc4xs9TOfY/s400/DSC05133.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A lung. Don't smoke kids..... *cough*</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>So that was Anatomy Day. I loved it so much that I'm going again tomorrow instead of to the Sydney Gallery crawl. I have the itinerary anyways, so I'll just go later with Cas and Mum, spread it out over a weekend instead of a day.... all civilised like,</div><div> </div><div>Better get to bed, it's hella late and I have a big day tomorrow.... and tomorrow night is the opening of the Margaret Olley exhibition at the NRAG OMGYAY!</div><div> </div><div>-Emmeline<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-28228104813629173742009-08-02T23:25:00.000-07:002009-08-03T02:32:02.992-07:00Hairdressers are better than counsellorsJust got back from having my haircut. It's gone from long and straggly almost to my waist, to just below my shoulders. I look less like a twelve year old and more like a lady :P<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaWSgHWXdI/AAAAAAAABbg/I9tRYTW9wxM/s1600-h/believe.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365641250661096914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaWSgHWXdI/AAAAAAAABbg/I9tRYTW9wxM/s400/believe.JPG" border="0" /></a> This photo was sent to me by a lovely visitor to Emerald Arts called Eliza. She's trying for a baby and this is her physical manifestation of that hope. The pose that the mannequin is so beautiful, says everything that needs to be said really. Best of luck to you Eliza ;)<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaWEtHz8EI/AAAAAAAABbY/zJx7NW5Zw1I/s1600-h/DSC07165-Copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365641013634527298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaWEtHz8EI/AAAAAAAABbY/zJx7NW5Zw1I/s400/DSC07165-Copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My Adult watercolour class students, Lindsay and Rachael. Had a lovely afternoon, pottering around with paints. They painted some translucent bluey green leaves on my tree mural.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaVwbwZ4zI/AAAAAAAABbQ/uv1ZoLacZ58/s1600-h/DSC05029.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365640665375564594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaVwbwZ4zI/AAAAAAAABbQ/uv1ZoLacZ58/s400/DSC05029.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />In painting class on Friday we had a live model from whom we had to do a face study. This is my partially finished version.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaUuGPYLQI/AAAAAAAABbI/nvfCggDR2Fc/s1600-h/DSC05027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365639525728529666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaUuGPYLQI/AAAAAAAABbI/nvfCggDR2Fc/s400/DSC05027.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is my teacher Dallas' demonstration. Watching him paint was like going to a magic show. Yet another reason why I am beside myself to be studing at Newcastle Art School. You can see more of his work here:</div><div> </div><div></div><div><a href="http://www.damienmintongallery.com.au/artists/dallas-bray/">http://www.damienmintongallery.com.au/artists/dallas-bray/</a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaUQebmN9I/AAAAAAAABbA/-vEhGZkO4fg/s1600-h/DSC05034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365639016826157010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaUQebmN9I/AAAAAAAABbA/-vEhGZkO4fg/s400/DSC05034.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My stall at the Olive Tree Markets last saturday. They're held in the grounds of a local primary school, full of beautiful arts and crafts. Only on once a month, but Saturday is usually a pretty quiet day in the mall and I do so well there that it is well worth relocating the shop for the day. The only creatures left at the end were the dark blue velveteen (Bob the Accountant), Josephine and Christopher the Cuddle Creature. I needs to get sewing.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaT9lnDEnI/AAAAAAAABa4/T-eNs43RiwM/s1600-h/DSC05036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365638692335719026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaT9lnDEnI/AAAAAAAABa4/T-eNs43RiwM/s400/DSC05036.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The beautiful watercolour cards that Cas made for me. I sold the one on the top. She was very excited.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaTua6W0kI/AAAAAAAABaw/GJ01uThKkVg/s1600-h/DSC05037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365638431765877314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaTua6W0kI/AAAAAAAABaw/GJ01uThKkVg/s400/DSC05037.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Wondered all day why no one was buying the wrapping paper.... did I price it too high? Was it not pretty enough? Turns out I just accidentally hid the price sign, which may have had something to do with it ;)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaSZsCUrEI/AAAAAAAABao/1ju0yW692cE/s1600-h/DSC05043.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365636976073813058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaSZsCUrEI/AAAAAAAABao/1ju0yW692cE/s400/DSC05043.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I heart flowers.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaEC5j01_I/AAAAAAAABag/kLZAZEv9Oag/s1600-h/DSC05047.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365621191404214258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaEC5j01_I/AAAAAAAABag/kLZAZEv9Oag/s400/DSC05047.JPG" border="0" /></a> Found this amazing glass sculpture in David Jones. It's by Georg Jenson, who I had only ever heard of making watches. If I only had $950. It is THAT cool.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaD1UokkNI/AAAAAAAABaY/buF8SoRBveQ/s1600-h/DSC05058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365620958153707730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaD1UokkNI/AAAAAAAABaY/buF8SoRBveQ/s400/DSC05058.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Cas's birthday presents all wrapped and ready to post. It was her birthday on Saturday, but I was at the markets and then had an earache so I thought I had better not drive to Sydney. Still, hopefully the novelty of getting mail and presents will put me back in the good books ;)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaDfDAv9uI/AAAAAAAABaQ/iLOOLKRDnF8/s1600-h/DSC05077.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365620575466157794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SnaDfDAv9uI/AAAAAAAABaQ/iLOOLKRDnF8/s400/DSC05077.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is Buddy, who is waiting in his transitional vase to be moved in with my brother's fish. I've had him since I first moved out of home about five years ago. He is so awesome. Really expressive. </div><div></div><div>Yes, I know, he is just a fish. But he is SO MUCH more than that. Buddy rocks. His best friend, a little black moor called Emo, died last week.<br /></div><div>Feeling more like myself being in my old room, surrounded by family. Things had been difficult living where I was. Now I feel like I can breathe and get my head right. </div><div> </div><div>-Emmeline<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Emerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-41640231260347455912009-07-28T01:27:00.001-07:002009-07-28T01:32:09.994-07:00Just a quick oneTo let everyone know that I haven't fallen off the edge of the earth but I have been away from the interwebs lately. The weekend before last crumbs somehow got from the bottom of my glass into my cereal and I was glutened again, had to use my epipen. It's a long story that I'll elaborate on later, but Ten is going to stay here while I go live with my parents for a while and try to get the business to a stage where I can pay my half of the rent and we can get a place of my own.<br /><br />Money troubles have been a giant strain on Ten and I so this is sort of a trial separation. We're hoping that a bit of a break will enable us to see that we really do care about each other and want to live together again. But for now I can't live in a place where I'm not safe. Him having to pay for everything was creating resentment and stress, me not being able to pull my own weight was making me feel worthless and being in a place that was not our own was definitely not helping matters.<br /><br />So away I go, to work hard and move back in with the parents. Great way to start my 30th year :P<br /><br />-EmmelineEmerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-17927806738510206842009-07-16T23:54:00.000-07:002009-07-17T00:19:36.618-07:00Em's Day of Cranky<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAkfLKw6kI/AAAAAAAABaI/8IEye1y-_UE/s1600-h/DSC04938.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359323674563373634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAkfLKw6kI/AAAAAAAABaI/8IEye1y-_UE/s400/DSC04938.JPG" border="0" /></a> Today started quite beautifully, snapped this rainbow on the drive into work.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAkGTGlePI/AAAAAAAABaA/VBnD1clqyeQ/s1600-h/DSC04944.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359323247196600562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAkGTGlePI/AAAAAAAABaA/VBnD1clqyeQ/s400/DSC04944.JPG" border="0" /></a> Made some wrapping paper by splattering A2 paper with watercolour paint. So much fun to make, hopefully I price it right and people buy it so I have an excuse to make more.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAj6ietzbI/AAAAAAAABZ4/Zk4KZPY2ao0/s1600-h/DSC04948.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359323045165911474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAj6ietzbI/AAAAAAAABZ4/Zk4KZPY2ao0/s400/DSC04948.JPG" border="0" /></a> Went to put the new decorations that I had made for the Winter display in the window and discovered that it had leaked again, guess the plumber didn't fix the leak after all. That or the neverending awning revamp at the Newcastle Permanent has disturbed my building somehow.<br /><br />Aurgh. Poor bonsai tree, I don't think it's going to survive it's third soaking. Tried to dry it but the paper started to ball up, so I just left it to dry by itself. Really hope it's ok, but prob. not.<br /><br />I have no idea why this picture has just turned itself sideways, but I'll try to sort it out.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAje_TyYMI/AAAAAAAABZw/BwyarK71a04/s1600-h/DSC04951.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359322571868364994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAje_TyYMI/AAAAAAAABZw/BwyarK71a04/s400/DSC04951.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is my friend Nick's little patch of Renew Newcastle, "Upcycling". These are some of his repurposed Skateboards. If you look along the bottom of the windows in the moss he's growing there you'll see two little action figures fighting. Win!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAjMFGkEuI/AAAAAAAABZo/nFtes87rB3c/s1600-h/DSC04952.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359322247005999842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAjMFGkEuI/AAAAAAAABZo/nFtes87rB3c/s400/DSC04952.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Nick's Mum is an artist, these are some of her handmade cards. Violets. Gorgeous.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAi5RId02I/AAAAAAAABZg/K7syjuN-98s/s1600-h/DSC04955.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359321923817689954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAi5RId02I/AAAAAAAABZg/K7syjuN-98s/s400/DSC04955.JPG" border="0" /></a> Back at Emerald Arts... My new winter sculpture thing. Made using a parasol found at the Asian Grocery and gift wrap from the lovely Kim.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAip35GGyI/AAAAAAAABZY/CS_2abgqpXE/s1600-h/DSC04960.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359321659344296738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAip35GGyI/AAAAAAAABZY/CS_2abgqpXE/s400/DSC04960.JPG" border="0" /></a> Playing paint splatters with student Maryanne. We painted masking fluid onto canvas then splattered over the top of it and waited for it to dry.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAh3274OSI/AAAAAAAABZQ/OdN5YwiVA0s/s1600-h/DSC04961.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359320800094075170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAh3274OSI/AAAAAAAABZQ/OdN5YwiVA0s/s400/DSC04961.JPG" border="0" /></a> Had a momentary heart attack, thinking that Maryanne had cut herself, but it turned out she had just splattered her hand with red paint. Phew.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAhUa7z13I/AAAAAAAABZI/5-PuDcbN9WI/s1600-h/DSC04962.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359320191282173810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAhUa7z13I/AAAAAAAABZI/5-PuDcbN9WI/s400/DSC04962.JPG" border="0" /></a> Maryanne's flower painting. Turned out really well and was such a fun exercise. Modified the lesson from a class I took at Hamilton Island. Can't wait to try it out at the grownups watercolour class next Wenesday and see how they take to it.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAglscOqkI/AAAAAAAABZA/hO-OgMZ3J1g/s1600-h/DSC04963.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359319388527700546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/SmAglscOqkI/AAAAAAAABZA/hO-OgMZ3J1g/s400/DSC04963.JPG" border="0" /></a> A customer kindly let me take a photo of her very awesome pipecleaner rings. Not a bad idea for the students actually....<br /><br />Right, orf to get drunk and forget about the poor sodden shopfront....<br /><br />-EmmelineEmerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579107978106843018.post-23668992190981386522009-07-16T01:08:00.000-07:002009-07-16T01:26:19.342-07:00A new student and a BonsaiHad such a great day at the studio today. It was miserable and blustery outside, so I cranked up my little heater and turned all the lights on, the place must have looked cosy cos I had a lot more visitors than normal...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sl7g9Iyu21I/AAAAAAAABY4/XoKWaJoDtw0/s1600-h/DSC04928.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358967947554380626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sl7g9Iyu21I/AAAAAAAABY4/XoKWaJoDtw0/s400/DSC04928.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is Monique, my new student, making splashy watercolour paintings which is SO MUCH FUN seriously. Here's hoping Rosie doesn't have too much trouble adjusting to having someone else in her tuesday class... she seems to like that it has been just her and I so far, said she didn't want any other students... but I'm sure she'll come around.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sl7gxacp83I/AAAAAAAABYw/LgUndxRGokA/s1600-h/DSC04930.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358967746135192434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sl7gxacp83I/AAAAAAAABYw/LgUndxRGokA/s400/DSC04930.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My lunch. Ten bought me a new salt, chicken flavoured, to add to soups. The lid fell off and half the salt plus the lid went right in. Needless to say I had noodles instead.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sl7gmCapL1I/AAAAAAAABYo/-Ams00ZsCp8/s1600-h/DSC04932.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358967550705741650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sl7gmCapL1I/AAAAAAAABYo/-Ams00ZsCp8/s400/DSC04932.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I heart holidays. Finally got the time (and resources) to make a custom bonsai for Angelic. I've had the cranes folded, she's been waiting for ages, but it's a pretty lengthy process making the things. Going to have to remember to take a deposit on orders from now on so I can buy supplies to make stuff.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sl7gTfPb5CI/AAAAAAAABYg/jyiMOKtaihw/s1600-h/DSC04934.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358967232025846818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sl7gTfPb5CI/AAAAAAAABYg/jyiMOKtaihw/s400/DSC04934.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Twisting the wires onto a pencil for shape.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sl7gDkvLltI/AAAAAAAABYY/MYQFtDyiEMc/s1600-h/bonsai.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358966958623266514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agaSFQPJYHk/Sl7gDkvLltI/AAAAAAAABYY/MYQFtDyiEMc/s400/bonsai.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />The (almost) finished tree. Now I just need some moss to make it look a bit more natural and a small figurine to put in the base like the original.... which has a Jesus that Lachy found. Such a good feeling to have made it. Been bugging me not to have finished it.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br />About four this afternoon a couple of girls from my brother's school dropped by (different year though), we got to talking about their art projects and how it can be hard sometimes to just "make art" without it feeling forced. So I showed them how I've been making watercolours lately, by spritzing the page with water then watching the colours spread into the grain of the paper. They had a play while I worked on the bonsai, was lovely to have people to chat to at that time of the afternoon. I like the thought that they felt comfortable enough at Emerald Arts to hang out too, because that's kind of how I see the place, somewhere to chill, create, stuff like that.<br /><br />Off to trivia at the Pub with Tenski, Steeeve and Matty. Here's hoping my brain will get out of holiday mode enough to be of use hehe.<br /><br />-EmmelineEmerald Artshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260007005671685476noreply@blogger.com0