Saturday, 31 March 2018

New Works Commission, Low Light Festival, Victoria

Tuesday, 26 December 2017

Work in progress, Lighthouse Artist Residency, Kolkata India December 2017

Wednesday, 15 November 2017

Saturday, 21 October 2017

Thursday, 12 October 2017

Sneak-peek, recent commission

Sunday, 20 August 2017

Masterclass, National Gallery of Victoria & Deakin University

Friday, 4 August 2017

'The photographic industry - its exhibitions, galleries, publications and auctions - employs thousands of women, but champions mostly men. To begin to redress the balance, here is a timely presentation of the work of over 30 female photographers working today. This book is predominantly a celebration of some of the most inquisitive, intelligent and daring photography being created now. The stories the photographers tell are the most pressing social, political and personal issues seen through the female lens (...)  There is a recurring theme throughout the book that serves to unite these extraordinary women and their work: the exploration of marginalized individuals and under-discussed subjects, seen by fresh eyes.


A vivid showcase of work by more than thirty of the world’s leading contemporary female documentary photographers, presenting a cross-section of photographic disciplines and geographies; Ying Ang, Evgenia Arbugaeva, Poulomi Basu, Behnaz Babazadeh, Endia Beal, Haley Morris-Caferio, Juno Calypso, Natasha Caruana, Scarlett Coten, Bieke Depoorter, Maria Gruzdeva, Alma Haser, Mayumi Hosokura, Corinna Kern, Katrin Koenning, Anastasia Taylor-Lind, Diana Markosian, Diana Matar, Chloe Dewe Mathews, Zanele Mulholi, Aida Muluneh, Anja Niemi, Regine Petersen, Jill Quigley, Magda Rakita, Lua Ribeira, Mariela Sancari, Laura el-Tantawy, Newsha Tavakolian, Sanne De Wilde, Cemre Yesil, Yunya Yin and Chen Zhe.'

Wednesday, 12 July 2017

     Work in Progress (Minor / Major Systems)

Tuesday, 27 June 2017

Saturday, 3 June 2017

Notes to a friend, January '17. 

Dear G., hope you're well. Read your first two correspondences. Very interesting! They made me think further around this idea of an emotionality of images, something on my mind a lot in general. I was waiting for this to make an appearance in due course, particularly since you were navigating 'ertraeumte' or 'traumatisierte' images. Does something become bare (i.e. material) only when it is found outside of oneself and when albeit being political it holds no personal memory to its 'new author'? Then what is this all when one operates on sick images found inside oneself (from within the family, let's say), and how does the material agency shift through imbued memory / the experienced? Are the pictures suddenly embedded with another layer, something that emerges in between the photographic and the photographed, the found and the rescued, the lost and the remembered? This may hint at a materiality that is also emotionality because of the personal.

My father used to photograph; years ago I rescued his archives. He no longer wanted them. He lost his sense of smell as a child. With this, it seems, he also lost the memory of 'paster 'things. We started a dialogue when the archives changed hands. His picture-making was not to help him remember something once it had passed, but it was perhaps truly to witness the present; to be (making images as being-in-the-world). I would scan an image and send it to him; in return he'd tell me something about it if he could. Mostly there was only the absence of memory, so we would make new meaning for the picture in question. His navigating the lack of memory would imply a sort of radical rationality - he'd study the image, and by assessing the size of the river in the background, he would 'locate' it (the image). This allowed him to place it within a certain time-frame, at least, by logic.

Last year or the year before, he sent me a batch he had newly 'discovered'. The negatives show signs of water-damage (some severe). Are these photographs doubly-sick, by lack of image and by lack of memory? Or doubly-material? Did he author them (perhaps his partner did), and does this matter? In his mind they're his, connected to nowhere. Maybe by losing their represented twice, they now belong only in a more general way. To me, their emotionality has intensified by my agony of a 'close distance', if you will. Their watercolour-esque surfaces, chaotic and deep, are at once (a kind of) memory turned material and material turned forgetting.

Wednesday, 10 May 2017