Spanish artist Lorenzo Duran painstakingly cuts delicate designs into dried leaves, using a method inspired by Asian and European papercutting traditions. He calls the ongoing project “Naturayarte.”
After seeing Lorenzo's skill with the scalpel, I am in awe! I can only manage to cut out the simple shapes like circles and squares.
Whilst on residency in Hill End in May/June, I had numerous artist friends visit Haefliger's cottage which made my month long stay more enjoyable. Toward the end of the residency, I assembled the group to re-enact a photograph which appears in Gavin Wilson's book titled, 'The Artist's of Hill End'. The 1956 photo was taken at the front of Haefliger's cottage and featured artists Jean Bellette, Russel Drysdale, Donald Friend and Bonnie Drysdale. The 2011 re-enactment features Juz Kitson, James Blackwell, Felicity Jenkins and Sandra Winkworth.
I subscribe to the website Artabase which features new members artwork. This morning I came across Phoebe McDonald, a Brisbane-based artist. 'Her work is centred on concepts of interconnectedness and impermanence, and she has an ongoing interest in the nature of light, time, space and perception. She is also interested in the subtle changes and cyclic events that occur in the natural environment over time.'
I particularly liked her 'Shadow Series 2009', as seen here.
Once upon a time, there was a king who ruled a great and glorious nation. Favourite amongst his subjects was the court painter of whom he was very proud. Everybody agreed this wizzened old man painted the greatest pictures in the whole kingdom and the king would spend hours each day gazing at them in wonder.
However, one day a dirty and disheveled stranger presented himself at the court claiming that in fact he was the greatest painter in the land. The indignant king decreed a competition would be held between the two artists, confident it would teach the vagabond an embarrassing lesson. Within a month they were both to produce a masterpiece that would out do the other.
After thirty days of working feverishly day and night, both artists were ready.They place their paintings, each hidden by a cloth, on easels in the great hall of the castle. As a large crowd gathered, the king ordered the cloth to be pulled first from the court artist's easel. Everyone gasped as before them was revealed a wonderful oil poainting of a table set with a feast. At its centre was an ornate silver bowl full of exotic fruits glistening moistly in the dawn light. As the crowd gazed admiringly, a sparrow perched high up on the rafters of the hall swooped down and hungrily tried to snatch one of the grapes from the painted bowl only to hit the canvas and fall down dead with shoick at the feet of the king.
'Aha!' exclaimed the king. 'My artist has produced a paintiong so wonderful it has fooled Nature herself, surely you must agree that he is the greatest painter who has ever lived!' But the vagabond said nothing and stared solemnly at his feet. 'Now, pull the blanket from your painting and let us see what you have for us' cried the king. But the tramp remained motionless and said nothing. Growing impatient, the king stepped forward and reached out to grab the blanket only to freeze in horror at the last moment.
'You see,' said the tramp quietly, 'there is no blanket covering the painting. This is actually just a painting of a cloth covering the painting. And whereas your famous artist is content to fool Nature, I've made the king and the whole country look like a bit of a twat'.
Extracted from 'Wall and Piece' a book about Banksy. (Thanks Dave!)
Painting by Peter Dee
