Concealed

Japanese lost book on tram

The background of these interventions are the pages of a book someone might have forgotten on the tram. 

Part of me felt uneasy about tearing the pages for these images I made using pencil, ink, red paint and tea bags. However, it was hard to resist the beauty that Japanese characters have in themselves so I guess I sought to read in a different way.

white gravity

The following are a selection of brief poems & photographs from a weekend trip to

Falls Creek,Victoria. I was inspired by the topography, all clad in white

and at times showing distinct shadow patterns.

Heavy feet on the moon-like snow

cold gravity

evaporating beauty.

 

Intense white

Silent white

The ghost that's nature.

                                                      

I walk until the end of the light

the snow has gone black.

Tomorrow,
Light will awake to find the unmade

bed of nature and
pristine sheets unfolding.

Tree House

I made this sculpture on the occasion of my brother's birthday as a gift for him.
I wanted to make a tree house, perhaps because long ago he showed me a photo of a charming tree house and I thought I'd like to build this one bearing in mind the concepts of harmony, imagination and movement.
The ground isn't flat, instead it allows for light and shadows to accentuate the spatial notion of flow and freedom.
The way up is by means of 'tale' steps; the red door isn't completely symetric, it ends (or starts) in a diagonal line that gives continuity to the ascent.
The windows are built acoustically so that the tree house resonates with the song of the birds.