day sixty one

rooftop; studio; brunswick; taking a break from painting; sky; silhouettes; amazing; decided to do self portrait; possible image for invite; red gallery exhibition; the mark maketh the man

day sixty

some where; outskirts; alice springs (pictured below); spent two nights in alice; april 15-17; hell trip; had a hideous flu; stayed in backpackers; man what was i thinking?; jeezarse! had to drop off my work to araluen galleries; installation was short listed for the alice prize this year; see blog entry day thirty one and a half on my blog for images;

















am heading back up to alice; may 1; with ainslie; exhibition opens friday may 2; then 4 day camping trip; uluru; olgas; kings canyon; bought a new tent; hmmmm chip sandwiches; no showers; good thing is there is a ute muster in the desert on the sunday; yeeeeeeeeeeharrrrrrrr!

copy of artist statement for catalogue;
Night Time is for the Boy who can Fly explores physical and psychological space, particularly the ‘prisons’ people find their cultures have made for them and that they make for themselves.
This installation was first shown at Bus Gallery in Melbourne and originally consisted of three handcrafted wooden hot tubs filled with water. Data projectors were mounted on the gallery ceiling and projected video images onto the surface of the water in the tubs.
I developed the installation after living in Korea and researching the globalisation of sexuality - I became interested in the effects of western queer culture on NE Asia. I have used objects (wooden hot tubs) found in a variety cultures to represent public and private space and the ways these objects/spaces are adapted locally and individually.
The video has three scenes or episodes. Three actors improvise being captured underwater in the tubs. The actor’s movements are restricted by the space they ‘occupy’ in the hot tub. It’s a metaphor for the boundaries forced on individuals by their culture, sub-culture and identity.
For the 35th Alice Prize, I have reconfigured an alternative presentation of this installation with reference to Dante’s Inferno.
In this installation, two scenes or episodes are projected from data projectors mounted on the gallery ceiling into oil drums. The metaphor for imprisonment remains, although in a different form with different cultural and sub-cultural references.

day fifty nine

some works; in progress; painting exhibition; red gallery; fitzroy; opens august 21; working on gestural abstraction; not painting with brushes; mark making; using whips and the like that i have created; using bike tubes; old leather trousers; electrical wire; string; faux fur; belts; and my hand


this one below; acrylic on canvas; created using a leather belt





















this body of work i am currently working on will be show under the title of "The Mark Maketh The Man"; the impetus for this new work is derived from an interest relating to mark making on the body as a sexual practice;


below; acrylic and shiraz on canvas; created using whip-like object made from electrical wire





















it was intended that each work be created using only one of the objects i had made; but whilst working with them the process has developed and hence presented alternative possible outcomes; these works are experimental in the way in which they are created;


this one below; acrylic on rag paper; created using a leather belt
















the psychology behind the works is that of re-enacting the act and visual outcome of belting. the works are whipped, spanked; belted using fetishised objects that i have created and will exhibit with the work. when working on a painting i use a variety of similar techniques, velocity, puissance; that one may use in this kind of sexual play

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day fifty eight

went home; mum and dad's; mum's birthday; march 8; dad, mum, sister, nanna, and i; all saints winery in rutherglen; was a great day; eat; drank (too much) all with good cheer; taste of rutherglen was on; folkies with guitars; singing wee songs; we went to leave; back to yackandanda; hours drive; noticed a breath tester; all had a go; mum - 3 times over legal limit; dad - over limit; sister - over legal limit; me - over legal limit; my 86 year old nanna had to drive mum and dad home; sister and i had to wait on the grass listening to the band; drinkinng water; until one of us was able to drive; took us two hours before tiffany was under the limit; bloody fun day; happy birthday mum!

day fifty seven

oh man oh man; what an absolute moment; cocorosie gig; who could ask for more? makes my heart stop; these two sisters are simply fucking amazing; went with matina; panayiota; and ainslie; although ainslie didn't end up getting in; fucking mix up with her tix; we were all in; got a great pozie; ains was waiting in tix collection queue; we picked ours up before the gig; we are standing; watching the support band; wondering where the fuck ainslie was; she pops up 30 minutes later; accompanied by spud; the bouncer; to inform us of the fuck up; apparently they claim they sent her the ticket; she never received; she then absconded from spuds awareness; to be found and escorted out; several minutes later; aside from that it was a great great gig,

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band room was packed; matina thought she was gunna passout; panayiota couldn't breathe due to being squashed between a bunch of giants; just so great to be in a room; fave band in front of you; and your like a sardine squashed into the band room; with hundreds of other people; all with their own beamingness relating to a band they love; hundreds of people all having an intimate experience publicly; nothing like it!


meat stamp for entry into the cocorosie gig; fucking brilliant!

day fifty six and a half

march 30; went to gig; with panayiota; nouvelle vague; ace bossa nova band; france; sing covers; great for a pogo stick romp and sing-a-long; what is it with melbourne crowds? people standing around; arms crossed; no one moves; so serious; i cleared a space to dance; seemed i was the only one; who can listen to bossa nova and not move? melbourne is sooooo cool! nouvelle vague are fucking ace; check out the wee video below

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day fifty six

god it simply has been too long since i posted anything; have been flat out; and not in mind set to sit down & compose entries; but my have things changed; procrastination of a different sort; hmmm now blogging is more important than being in the studio; well for the time being; that being now!


A few pics of things passed by; i took this wonderful pic in a $2 shop on smith street collingwood; met up with matina for breakfast; she'd been up all night partying; arh the things one gets up to when one is hung over

















my minging tonsils; although they are not infected for this photo; have been on waiting list for over 18 months to have them removed; not so sure i want them removed; as it may hinder my ability to proved good _ _ _ _






















matina and her daughter, ashley; my god daughter; no, she isn't named after her godfather; oh lazy late summer afternoons in delightful beer gardens in ole melbored town

day fifty five

went to an opening at TCB with ainslie & hani; great exhibition; best i have seen in a while; really wanted to buy a drawing; alas; sold out; check it out here ; the drawing i wanted is the one pictured on the link;

anyway we were standing out in the lane; drinking; ainslie pointed out a sign; hmmm what tasty prawns in cum sauce they were

day fifty four

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day fifty three

went to work at the cafe; the aquarium had 5 siamese fighting fish; one was been a bitch; boss asked me if i wanted a fish; i went, hell yeah; so here he is

name; woofy;

he's very cute; this is his house; it's very classy; purchased at the reject shop; ten dolla for you; comes with fake spikey plastic plant; i did a reno on the gravel; cost $4.95; couldn't stand the fluro plastic beads that came with the bowl and floated to the top













here he is showing off for the camera; he likes to swim up to the glass head on and look at you while you are looking at him; so interactive; after all we are two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl.... how handsome is he!

day fifty two and a half

toilet; matinas

day fifty two

drove up to bendigo; met droo; his mate; had lunch at the pub; went to cafe; drank coffee for four hours; jabbered on like a mothers club; was fun meeting them and hanging out; will catch up again in march

went for a trip down memory lane; amazing the memories that come flooding back as i drive down various streets; use to live in bendigo from 1992-1993; studied part of my ba there; that's where i met panayiota; well actually met her on a train in november 1991, we were sitting next to each other; heading to bendigo for interview for art school;

below; lister house; student dorm; this is the first place i lived in when i moved from home at 17 to study; only thing cool about it was that it was next to the cathedral; think i lasted 5 weeks there; horrid thing about it was you had to share a room; my room mate was marco; what a drip he was; business student; need i say anymore?













below; cousins deli; carpenter st; this used to be a deli (shop-part); i lived in the house with a dyke; sally; the owners teena and leone ran the deli; they used our kitchen during the day; they became my second mums; they were great; tried looking them up whilst i was up; but to no avail; oh the shenanigans of carpenter st; sally was my first encounter with natural lezzo; sea sponges used to dangle from the shower curtain rod dripping with bloody water; oh so natural; i remember her when i moved in allocating fridge space; she said not to eat the natural yogurt; her thrush treatment; i was only 17;













below; mitchell st; lived here with a bloke named daniel; he's in melbourne again; married; haven't caught up with him since i moved down here; will do soon; this was such a lads pad; bong water stains on the carpet; pizza boxes; beer bottles; cask wine bladders milked of every drop; mattresses on the floor; spilt ashtrays; oh the days! landlord was a fuck stick; ended up in court; stoned; oath on the bible; declaring him a liar; had to break lease as was moving to sydney with sue; she is no longer with us; died of ms a few years ago; oh shelby; just remember my cat; she's dead too; we weren't to have pets; daniel looked after his folks dog whilst they were abroad for a few weeks; massive great dane; landlord had a habit of popping over every fucking sunday; he left us a note one day; i still have it in an old visual diary; goes like this:

19/9/93
ashlee + daniel
re attached copy of our tenancy agreement regarding pets; no pets i.e. dog + cats etc are to be at the property; this includes the cat which was looking at me through the window when i was working there last weekend; if this presents aproblem give me a call

i will be at the property this weekend to carry out some maintenance at the back of the house - outside; as access to the back of the house is via the lawn; removal of the dog turds would be appreciated; if this presents a problem give me a call

thanks
jason

reading that again makes me laugh; we ended up breaking the lease and loosing our bond; loosing bonds seemed my norm until 2004; slow learner? seems our bond came in handy for part of his reno; it was a total dump when we used to rent it

day fifty one

the bay again; apparently the nice side; st. kilda; don't get the st. kilda thing either; matina & i rode from mine to elwood; sunday of australia day weekend; kite surfing; so wanna try it; mark went to woof club; by himself; i couldn't be bother; meet up with him at 9pm; it looked like it was fun; might go next time; was the laird on e; rather than i normal friday night of where it's usually just us on it













there were so many on them in the water; kite surfing; was a cool sight; pic didn't come up so well; nevermind; i still have a brain; just; swam; elwood beach; fuck; what were we thinking; we weren't; wonder we aren't dead; again the bay is a fucking disgrace; drain it; clean it and rejuvenate it; filth!













matina; my lips; at the espy; drinking jugs; before heading back home via collingwood for more jugs as stop overs; rode the entire length of cunt rd and it was a cunt; fun flying down the hills but

day fifty

australia day; with stranger; drove to his; somewhere near laverton; spliffed; heading to torque; traffic jam on highway; diverted to avalon beach; what a bad choice; this pic kind of makes it look nioce; fuckin stank; rotting seaweed; dead pelicans; shopping trolleys; henious amounts of rubbish; fuck the bay is a disgrace! don't understand why melbournians are so obsessed with it;











back waters; near salt farm; kinda see the mankiness of it; hope my salt ain't coming out of the bay














weird; this is an example of a beach house along the avalon "beach" front; people actually have beach holiday houses here; fibro shacks; spooky little joint; beach shanty town; bikini clad women; beer bellied blokes; arh the impoverished; like i have any kind of property to call me own; arrrhhhh one day; caravan; mountains; mud

day forty nine

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wee video; andrew and i; yarra trail; peak hour; wrong direction; performance at cargo; met andrew online; he's from scotland; we realised that i replaced him as a language teacher in hamburg in 2002/2003; the world is small

the music accompanying this footage is titled; young shield's by casiotone for the painfully alone; i love you owen

day forty eight

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panayiota and i went on holidays to perth western australia to visit brendon and graham; here is a little montage of events (doesn't include the w.a. bears pool party or bear)

the closing credits (very small on this web version) read: thanks to: brendon; graham; panayiota; w.a. bears & the court - for making the holiday such fuckin ace fun!

the music accompanying this footage is pass this on by the knife

day forty seven

hours after the bells and snogs of new years eve; mazzy; car park

day forty six and a half

i went for a ride down the paddock; on bike; dad was down there; missed him; he went home the other way; saw this crow; hanging on fence; dad shot it; it allegedly killed the drake & 3 ducklings; so ranchesq

day forty six

hanging out in panayiota's studio; taking snaps of myself; she with tradies working on kitchen; man that would have done my head in; 2 weeks of no kitchen; tradies are hot but slack (well some); we just hung out till it was time to go to matt's party drinking beer and wine; nice warm arvo to get through

















we rode to the party on our bikes; such bikers; missed the bottle shops; due to our slackness; supermarket bottlos shut at 10pm; learn something new everyday; ended up finding one on errol st; close to party; was such a blast from the past; we were the middleagers at a uni party; thank god we can still cut it; party harder than them youngins


















and here i am again; well what's one to do when locked in a studio alone with a digifriend (camera); i must confess i am taking a lot of photos of myself; need to find more models; michael?





















auch here we are on the sofa at matt's place at his party; good to see him; we tried remembering what offennsiveness he once came up with; panayiota remembered the other day; bad batch; still makes me feel sick; yuk!
















here's me pissing in their toilet; seem to have a thing with taking pics of me pissing of late; although i had to leave the party due to being known as stinky shit boy who used all the toilet paper later in the night; left panayiota there to hang with matt; ended up at laird by myself; surprise;

day forty five

a very warm and extremely windy day; disastrous coffee experience in the cafe at ceres; bloody hippies;
















here's us in the ceres nursery; by now it is evident that i am a fan of sepia





















i took this photo of myself in the driveway of my flat on the way to panayiotas car; we were en route to the sassafras in the dandenongs; i like this photo of me

day forty four

cup weekend; what a bender; the weekend that began my new found love of alcohol abuse; panayiota and i began the weekend off at the union; where michael met us; think he was a little off-put by my horrendous drunkedness; and yes i was absolutely toxic
















binge drinking; i'm a fan
















und heir ist michael





















sunday before cup eve; mark & i went to the bears sausage sizzle at the laird; cheapskates charging $2 for a snag; gotta say they were good; mark & i laughing that we were at the laird at some ridiculous hour of 5pm or 7pm can't be sure; remember being shocked by the hours we spent there; we were such hits; think that was the night i met adrian





















ohhhhhhhhhhhh cup eve; how fucking maggoted was i; mark, michael & i decided to head out and check out the new fag bar in collingwood; sircuit bar; apparently soooooo european; not what i remember of europe; bar; pool hall; cruise area; video lounges; etc; i drank three bottles of red at home; a rum and dry, two pints, a stolen bourbon & coke; at the bar; then went out on street; ended up at a hip hop club; last thing i really remember without being prompted was swigging vb from a long neck on the dance floor waving like a teenage hip hopper with teenage hip hoppers

have been informed that after that we went to the laird; a spoke to the art snobs; telling them they were art snobs; snubbed me at an exhibition they did; adrian said he was gunna watch the race at DT's; cracked it with mark as he said he wouldn't come with me; apparently slammed car door saying i hated him; proceeded to leave 3 messages on his answering machine advising of my possible choking on my own vomit; i'm still a fan of alcohol





















under our tree in the beer garden; mark has carved his name into it somewhere; bored;

day forty three and a half

boo hoo; it was marks last day at neami cunt house on friday (nov 2); who am i gunna play with on tuesdays now?; now i don't have any work friends;

here's a pic of jo; panayiota in background; northcote social club
















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mark & mazzy summing up business services

day forty three

arh what fun and games; gavin's 40th; massive house party october 20 in bulleen; all who were anybody came from far & wide; ie mates from sydney; was so great catching up with everyone; last big catch up was luella and dylans wedding; port douglas; so good seeing everyone in such great spirits; first encounter with heather since i asked her to leave my house





















colleen; like the rest of us; was out of it; she did thankfully allow me to catch these great poses on camera; ever greatful; mark & i found ourselves in kitchen; after i vowed enroute that i hoped not to end up in the kitchen; old habits; i managed to pop and drop and not smoke a fag; we discussed the meaning of past conversation the night at the restaurant with matina; mediator was engaged; understanding; an outcome - still think what he said and matina thought great was evil and totally out of order

mr dangerfield;
haven't seen this man for a very long time; god i love blasts from the pasts;
















mark and elle; need anything be said?
















elle; avril; sarah