Wednesday, February 22, 2006

sculpture progress

Is it a diango? Is it a dumpling? Is it a diumpling? Anyway, its taking shape very well.

See here Dianne taking a much needed break!

Monday, February 20, 2006

Drawing, writing and building big things

I've launched back into the crusade to have something published so I'm spending a lot of time in my drawing and writing studio; a nice little outdoor patio deal that works well with the help of aeroguard!
Who says we aren't high tec? That's a spirit level there inside the sculpture frame. Of course, when the creative process really gets going we tend to forget about these practical considerations. Besides, we usually lose such devises under all the fallout!

Tuesday, February 14, 2006


Big day put in by Dianne and myself on the start of the Palmer Sculpture. We are renaming it a Diumpling. See here Dianne is getting pretty excited about it all. We have a long way to go. What a hoot!

Monday, February 13, 2006

The dawn of the Diango

See here self portrait (or woman in the black cap)more as how I like to see myself than what I really look like (I think). Wide eyed, big smile and splattered in paint. Approx 1m x 65cm. House paint on beaten up tin.
Spending lots of time in the studio of late. Drawing, painting and sculpting up a storm. Very 'studio bound'. The next project will be a 7'x5' diango ( gigantic dumpling) for the Adelaide Fringe Festival. I wont be going this one alone thank goodness. Dianne Davie will be working with me. Hence the Di in Diango. It will be installed across the road from the general store in Palmer, SA as part of their Sculpture Park theme encompassing the entire town. It will be there by the 5th of March or maybe sooner if we get cracking on it. Right now its a wooden base compliments of the technical whiz luking behind the scenes. Same one who installs the Murals and gets paid in beer. (Hey, Australia's first currency was rum!) Stay tuned!

Sunday, February 05, 2006


Come sit down beside me
I said to myself
and though it doesn't make sense
I held my own hand, as a small sign of trust
and together I sat on the fence.

Michael Leunig.