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Recent articles on Marginalia (by Gracia) alongside news and exhibitions.

The drafting process

September 18, 2014 Gracia Louise

Recently landed: The drafting process, a new post on High Up in the Trees (by Gracia)

Gracia & Louise, 2014, collage for The World of Interiors

Gracia & Louise, 2014, collage for The World of Interiors

Meanwhile,

“We are not long-term beings. Not heroes of romances in many volumes. For one #gesture, for one #word alone, we shall make the effort. We openly admit: our #creations will be #temporary. We shall have this as our aim: a gesture.” — #JonathanSafranFoer, ‘Tree of Codes’, 2010

Turning inside out, crossing time, in readiness for the die-cut ‘Tree of Codes’. Colour me red, pink, gold, all.

WAYNE MCGREGOR
OLAFUR ELIASSON
JAMIE XX
With dancers from Paris Opera Ballet and Company Wayne McGregor “Jonathan Safran Foer’s is an immersive #sculptural work that brilliantly hovers between words and spaces, surfaces and layers, pasts and futures. Its post apocalyptic narrative and reinvention of the process of reading itself catapults your #imagination into bracing #liminal states. These blurred and disorientating worlds provide a powerful point of departure for our collaboration on stage — where #constellations of light, shadows, bodies, objects and sound dance at the edges of darkness." — #WayneMcGregor, ‘Tree of Codes’, 2015 (Image credit: Ravi Deepres and Joel Chester Fildes)

#melbfest
#Jamiexx
#TreeofCodes
#OlafurEliasson
#WayneMcGregor
#ParisOperaBallet

Rita Florence Smithwick
25th February 1925 – 17th October 2017
Thank-you for all your heartfelt condolences. I will miss my Grams dearly, but she is now forever young and happy with Pa, and all her friends. Louise X

Rita Florence Smithwick
25th February 1925 – 17th October 2017
Today, we lay to rest my dear beloved Grams, though in truth, I think she is already on a cruise with Pa. Rita and Bob, forever sailing.
Louise XO

“From the age of six I had a mania for #drawing the forms of things. By the time I was fifty I had published an infinity of designs; but all I had produced before the age of seventy is not worth taking into account. At seventy-three I learnt a little about the real structure of #nature, #animals, #plants, #trees, #birds, fish and insects. Consequently, when I am eighty I shall have made still more progress; at ninety I shall penetrate the #mystery of things; at one hundred I shall have reached a #marvellous stage; when I am one hundred and the everything I do, be it a dot or a line, will be alive. I beg those who live as long as I to see I keep my word.” — ‘I used to call myself #Hokusai, but today I sign myself “The Old Man Mad About Drawing”’, Katsushika Hokusai, 1834
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Sage words, a wolf and the full moon, a cat with a #mouse (Hokusai Manga Vol. XIV), falling mist waterfall (at Mt Kilurokami in Shimotsuke Province, colour #woodblock, c. 1832), and last days. A salon hang, successfully recharged. What was needed. For us both.
#Hokusai
#inthegallery
#HokusaiNGV
#thisisthursday

A singsong reminder, from a hooting owl pair. A stapled memento. Yours. Pick up a copy of our free 'Looped' #zine from our #exhibition of #artistsbooks in the #LaTrobeReadingRoom. Featuring the tale, ‘A whisker lighter’, wing by the #domedais and pick up a copy at @library_vic today. (‘Looped’ runs until the 26th of November, 2017.)
#collage
#inmyhand
#inthelibrary
#artistsbook
#GraciaLouiseLooped

Vanishing into 'The Death of Mr. Lăzărescu’ (Cristi Puiu, 2005); pass the aspirin; feed the cat.
#Lazarus
#Bucharest
#CristiPuiu
#thisiswednesday
#TheDeathofMrLăzărescu

Forlorn, in the spotlight, tiny Rupert (No. 867717), a 2-year-old pale ginger and white love with special needs, looking for kindness and stability.
#cats
#adopt
#gingercat
#RSPCAvic
#thisiswednesday

Deep in a donut bed, Chloe (No. 872335), an 8-year-old grey torti #adoptable at the #RSPCA Burwood shelter. Something of a sweet, if wary, jam centre.
#cats
#adopt
#snuggle
#RSPCAvic
#thisiswednesday

While picking up food, medicine, and litter supplies for our current tiny #fostercat, we couldn’t resist calling in on the #cats up for adoption at the #RSPCA Burwood shelter. This tatty-eared, grey-tufted dear is Robbie (No. 879203), a 5-year-old hopeful at the RSPCA.
#adopt
#hopeful
#RSPCAvic
#adoptables
#catsofinstagram

'Count me in', a new article on #FjordReview takes you in my pocket to 'More up a tree' at Melbourne Festival. (Also posted to Marginalia: http://www.graciahaby.com) "Within their glass #enclosure, White sat in the corner behind his drum kit. He had cast off his boots, and was using them like two soft vessels to hold his sticks. From where I sat, I could see his socked feet at the pedals, lending an air of spying-on-the-neighbours candour to the performance. He exchanged a quiet smile with de Serpa Soares as she mapped out the space with increasing intensity and pace. Caught unawares, as they teased out movement in response to #sound and sound in response to #movement, for the main, their containment appeared a liberating sanctuary. Hidden behind a wall of noise, de Serpa Soares could yell at the top of her lungs, but I couldn’t fully hear her. She shook sound from her body as if coaxing it all the way from her little toes, up her legs and torso, and out of her mouth. There goes the hard day; and over there, the weight of the world, discarded. They were playing, releasing, experimenting, and I was watching, experiencing, vicariously. The two of them, to paraphrase the filmmaker Andrei #Tarkovsky (when he wrote of the distortion of time as a means of giving it rhythmical expression), “sculpting in time!” Later, a little ‘cha-cha-cha’ sing-song movement, which I defy anyone to say or do huffily; some words and actions are happy making, no matter how you spin them.” ▫️
‘More up a Tree’
#EveSussman, #ClaudiadeSerpaSoares, #JimWhite
#TheSubstation, Newport
@thesubstation
@melbfestival
@fjordreview
#dance
#melbfest
#performance ▫️
(Image credit: Rebecca Smeyne)

Today, let’s lift the lid on ‘Disrupted and rumpled’, sitting in the @library_vic #domedais, as part of ‘Looped’. “The #moon rolled in front of the sun, snuffing the light like Wee Willie Winkie come early, ‘tapping at the window, crying at the lock …. ‘Hey, Willie Winkie, are ye comin' ben? The cat's singin grey thrums to the sleepin hen.’’ And I walked through the #silvered scene, of a day turned night.

A solar #eclipse, folklore tells, and #nature feels unordered, unexpected, even animalistic, as the sky wolves of the Vikings chase the orbs of the sun and moon. But an eclipse is also, in #ornithological wings, a term used to describe a duck whose markings are veiled during moulting of the breeding plumage.

Suddenly from one #celestial body obscuring the light of another to a small bird’s distinctive markings, eclipsed, I feel myself to be a tiny, tiny speck. The path ahead, an #unfinished, unfixed, ever changing #puzzle.”
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#collage
#exhibition
#inthelibrary
#artistsbooks
#GraciaLouiseLooped

ruminate
ˈruːmɪneɪt
verb
gerund or present participle: ruminating
1.
think deeply about something.
“we sat ruminating on the nature of existence”
#Frank (#AcrobaticFrank) 🐈
#shadow
#notmycat
#shadowplay
#catsofinstagram

‘Take a lesson from the ground’, created for our part in ‘The Confessional’, coming up at @mailboxartspace. We will be installing collages and drawings in three mailboxes, alongside Pia Johnson, Lucy Foster, Julia Powles, Stephanie Karavasilis, and Laura McPhee-Browne. From the 1st of November through until the 2nd of December, 2017. Opening night, Thursday the 2nd November, 6–8pm; see you there, friends. “Half of a friendship necklace, a childhood medal, a wedding band, a letter sealed and never read. A #confession, a #secret, a gift, what lies hidden behind these everyday objects now embedded with symbolic meaning? ‘The Confessional’ seeks to examine the relationship between the confession and the confessional, and how #objects intimate to an individual can encompass #collective resonance and #memories. Situated within a series of #mailboxes, the #exhibition space is designed to keep communication spaces private and separate, and yet when illuminated, also makes this personal communication visible and public. Visitors will be invited to actively peer in to examine the artist’s intimate confession that will in turn lead them to confront their own secrets, fears, disappointments and longing.” Curated by Carly Richardson and Alice Dickens. 🐆
#collage
#collaboration
#GerardManleyHopkins

While Two Legs is in the dentist’s chair, Four Legs waits in the sun.
#Lottie
#waiting
#rescuedog
#thisismonday
#FitzroyGardens

Late afternoon cat spotting, now and forever.
#cats
#Carltonia
#notmycat
#thisisspring
#inthewindow
#catsofinstagram

Wonderful to see editions of our artists’ book, #PrattleScoopTrembling, and our zine, ‘Winged’, on the communal table at the Volume Art Book Fair, @artspacesydney, thanks to @unlikelystories. “So many wonderful treats here — if you look closely you'll spot amazing works by @gracialouise and @zoesado”. The fair is in today until 6pm.
#zines
#VAABF
#collage
#ArtBookFair
#artspacesydney

All things bright and ‘Unusual’ launched at @milly_sleeping on a perfect Saturday afternoon. Swing by #MillySleeping to see works by @katherinebowman, @primoeza, @birgittahelmersson, @sebbrown, @alexifreeman, @varendorff, and more dotted about the store until the 29th of October. Our roaming projection, ‘It was a familiar pattern’, too.
#collage
#Unusual
#exhibition
#movingparts
#Itwasafamiliarpattern

Editions of our artists’ book, #PrattleScoopTrembling, and several of our recent zines can be found at @artspacesydney’s VOLUME 2017 Another Art Book Fair (on the communal table). #VAABF is presented in partnership with @printedmatterinc and @perimeterbooks, so if you are nearby, why not head to Woolloomooloo for paper parrots and otherwise. Also exhibiting, @unlikelystories and friends, at #Artspace, 43–51 Cowper Wharf Rd., today and tomorrow, 11am – 6pm.
#zines
#smallpress
#artistsbooks
#thisweekend
#AnotherArtBookFair

Today, let’s peer in the second cabinet of ‘Looped’, and steal a closer look at ‘No longer six feet under’. “The sea had risen, forming new tidal marks around the trunks of buildings. It had bleached the foliage of the trees. It had taken the colour from the #wings of birds, #butterflies, and moths, also, making a fable of my pocket.

As I had slept, Atlantis rose, or so it seemed. Bringing with it a band of subterranean garden-hose sea snakes and rusted shopping trolley chariots. Ring pulls, wrappers, waste, and gelato spoons too.

As what was sunken now bobbed to the #surface, I sought to crown a fallen #rodent burning in the light, but my eyes alighted on the #gleam of a beer cap masquerading as a coin.

Minding the sludge, I had slipped the hook. I pulled the neck of my t-shirt back in place, and #gambolled ever onwards.”
🐚
#collage
#inthelibrary
#artistsbooks
#GraciaLouiseLooped
#LaTrobeReadingRoom

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