@Huitzilihuitl - here is the quick #sketch I did for Bad Slam Not Biscuit @NotedFestival #Noted17 #poetry #illustrator #workhardplayhard pic.twitter.com/RVqrP2RJAJ— Shauna O'Meara (@OMearaShauna) May 15, 2017
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Saturday, June 03, 2017
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
#artwork for Andrew Galan's poem "Black Sun" at @NotedFestival.@Huitzilihuitl #art #illustration #workhardplayhard #kayaking #poetry pic.twitter.com/1mUf7PfFRd— Shauna O'Meara (@OMearaShauna) May 10, 2017
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Open Studio in El Bruc
I am part of an open studio at the Can Serrat International Art Centre here in El Bruc, Catalunya, on 28 June.
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| Open Studio - Can Serrat |
There will be exhibitions of art from several of the other current
residents, including Ariel Grout.
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| From a 2012 Open Studio by Ariel Grout |
Readings from three other writers, including India’s Vikram Kapur and West Australian Helen Hagemann.
Read Vikram's When the White Man Came for Chai on his website (first published in Ambit Magazine, Issue 204, UK, April 2011).
Amanda Coghlan will have an installation of nine images focussed on the
campaign for Catalunya's independence and the preservation of El Bruc.
I'll be performing a combination of poems from my developing manuscript for all the veronicas (the dog who staid) and That Place of Infested Roads (life during wartime) published by the Knives Forks and Spoons Press.
Monday, September 30, 2013
Postscript to Spain
In
Madrid I saw Picasso’s Guernica. The scream of the horse, the candle on
atrocity, the newspaper photograph. This in Madrid made me want to create grand
horrible things.
In
Barcelona, Picasso’s surety in upsetting those who tell you how it is done was
explored in his museum. The father looks away as lines in the face look like
fractures, but their location indicates intent. That sureness through Las Meninas reinforced for me the necessity of challenging the creation of art in
all its facets and ideologies.
I went
to the Joan MirĂ³ Foundation where MirĂ³’s works made me stride like a giant, and
growl as a monster. I felt I'd figured a puzzle as I understood where and when
he made art. The deliberateness of his pursuit of ambiguities was to create
jumping points for imagination. That the monstrous and dramatic figuration was
an enabler for the viewer.
Within
the foundations of Barcelona I walked the excavated streets and buildings of
generations of Romans who conquered and lived in what would become Spain. I did
my best to imagine their existence.
And now
that I am back in Australia I continue to unravel my jotted notes, stick figure pictures,
and photographs.
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