from the creative archive

Some of the smaller paper birds I made for 

lamps and installations. They're made out of recycled  

paper and stitched. The pattern wasn't preconceived; 

they took shape as I was working on them.

                                   

long live paper!

Some stains, in my opinion, have  

life of their own. They are rather interesting when the surface happens to be paper

because no one would much care about throwing stained paper away,

it's  just not something we wash and look after. This supermarket reused paper was on 

my working table and I hesitated for an instant before throwing it away because

it seemed to have had a long life! so instead, I grabbed a brush and painted a tree.

Paper City

  

In this composition I traced the Japanese character for 'woman'  the paper I used was from an exhibition at Melbourne's City Hall under the same name:'Paper City'. This work represents the contrasting forces of the anonymous urban environment against the quiet, unspoken feelings of city dwelling. 

The eye that looks at you

The above picture displays my first camera. My father gave it to me on the occasion of my 15th birthday. A few years later    Photography became a keen and more serious interest during my university years when I started experimenting more  (some of my early photos appear in this blog)

There is a great pleassure in taking photographs with an analog or a more traditional camera which I  rediscovered sometime ago and amidst the still booming digital era.
The notion of capturing images in film and the subdued wonder  are extraordinary lapses of time. Time that freezes in its passing when we hold it on the tip of our fingers. 
All these sensations are precious instants of joy and conspiracy with the lense in its curios proximity to the subject matter.  A perfect example of such dialogue between mind and senses can be found in Michelangelo Antonioni's 1966 film 'Blow up'. 
One of my favorite moments (not to mention the ludic ending!) is the intriguing mystery that leads the main character to enlarge a negative, to blow it up so to speak. Seconds after we see him holding a magnifying glass before the porus black and white image only to find out that there is in fact an unexpected something....

Photography is the possibility of immortalizing  time, our very own time, when we chose to overlook hundreds of things passing us by, and instead, rest our eyes upon the story we care to tell.

*More on Antonioni's 'Blow up'
http://www.sensesofcinema.com/2005/cteq/blowup/