Cats & Dogs

I had the very fun opportunity to sketch REAL cats and dogs at the National Gallery of Victoria this week for the announcement of the Cats & Dogs exhibition opening November 1st.

Info here: LINK

This is me drawing Poppy, she looks like the kitty in the Grace Cossington Smith’s Quaker Girl painting in the background. My face says how happy I am:

I did see some of the news footage for this and I have Very Serious Concentration Face on which is very stern but that’s me in the zone.

Here’s one with all the good bois and girls:

There’s Floyd, Jess, Abbey, GG, Choffee and Teddy.

Thank you for the opportunity NGV it is a career highlight!

Sketching in pencil

Still plugging away with some pencil sketches exploring ideas. I think they will be paintings. Some are soft beautiful moments while others are brutal and quite honestly come with the best titles.

Thank you to one of my very best friends for letting me capture this moment in her life.

Love is not

Love is not gifts, not flowers, not necklaces.

Love is not wanting to kill my favourite musician.

Love is not fancy worded poetry; look how sad I am, I lost her.

Love is not throwing in the bin the watercolour she did your cat.

Love is not berating me for hours and hours.

Love is not a trophy.

Love is not without care.

Love is not lies, not rumours, not bullying.

Love is not hurting my child.

Love is not dead eyes.

Love is not my having to look after you, all the goddamn time.

Love is not taking all of my time, never giving me a chance to draw, a chance to be me.

Love is not picking fights; my birthday, my mother’s operation, my study, my friend’s death.

Love is not linking your actions to the cruelty I saw inflicted on women by men. In searching for help I was told to ignore it, just go to sleep.

He’s having a bad time.

Love is not traumatizing.