Condolence. 28 drawings – Exhibition by Peter Wegner at Australian Galleries

I was pretty excited to see that Peter Wegner was exhibiting these drawings together at Australian Galleries. A few of these drawings won the Rick Amor drawing prize back in 2016. I really, really wanted to see them altogether. The collection is in a smaller exhibition space, which lends itself to being a place of calm and reflection. Which is what these tender and delicate drawings need.

Being there took me to a lot of places, I reflected on how the process of death is a privilege to be part of. How caring for the dying is much like caring for a newborn – mixed with extreme drama and the relentless monotony.

I think we are not privy to this process as much as we should be .Perhaps if we were we would keep ourselves a little more in check about what actutally matters in this life and what is the most precious – which is the time we have. Here. Together.

The drawings are delicate, intimate and fragile in subject and this is echoed with the rendering of each drawing with such a fine line. The folds of limbs and the partially opened mouth remind me of the later stages in the death process – where one can fall asleep halfway through a gesture, halfway through folding an arm or a leg. Like a beautiful little baby.

I thought about my own experience – my father in law sick and dying, being cared for in his home. I remembered things like the green paste applied to his lips and the teeth. His dry eyelids. His hands – still very much his hands while the rest of his body changed. How my daughter became scared and didn’t know what to do, didn’t know how to say goodbye. And after he died I was struck by how he still looked like him yet he looked like every other human being that has ever lived and died on this earth. I remember the body bag being zipped up over his mouth and nose and my very brief panic – oh he won’t be able to breathe, no he isn’t breathing anymore. Then I did the laundry. I washed the sheets that he passed in, the pillowcase he rested his head on. I didn’t want his partner or his son to have to deal with that, the fucking laundry.

See where art can take you?

This exhibition will stay with me for a very long time. It’s the reminder I needed about both life and about drawing. Creating things what remind me of being human, creating things with the love and respect we all need and deserve.


Lost. Feet.

I think I’ve rambled here a few times that I feel a little like I am in a transition with my work. I think I’ve been feeling this for a coulple of years too! Over the last few weeks I’ve identified ways in which I have been drawing don’t work for me anymore and then I’ve been trying to work out how to correct this.

foot, study 


This week I moved things about again in my studio and hung out a lot of old and very new works. I’m just looking at it all, being with it. See my studio is only really used when I can come up and be actively making things. But of late I’ve really been trying to re work my work habits. It’s great to be making, that’s my favourite part but I need to pull my head in to try and find some direction within the work, too.

I’ve had a pretty excellent time going over things. I have a hard time not being so emotionally attached to my works – my failings etc. I’m trying to allow myself to be critical and allow my practice to grow.

I’m so interested in many things, but there’s only so much time. I think I have to make some actual decisions.

In the meantime I’ll make some other studies and see where we will go from here/ there.

Hand, study drawing

Hand study 
By Lily Mae Martin
Ink on cotton paper


I’ve identified an issue in my approach to drawing so I’ve been working on some little drawings to try and train myself out of it.

It’s super important to me to tweak my technical approach – I want to be better, keep getting better.

I feel I have a tendency to over render, which works with some things but not everything. It’s also taking up time that I could be doing much moer useful things in the works. So this little drawing is a success to me. It’s technically a study as it is a plan for a larger work, but I think it’s still an accomplished drawing in its own right. My plan is to send it down to Melbourne with the other small drawings I have made in a couple of weeks.

Just going to have a look at it again. Proud. Now onto the other work 🙂



New little drawings

Hello – I have been working hard on making more little drawings to take down to Melbourne to sell. I have a folio there with smaller, unframed works. They have been going at a steady rate so it is time to make some more. Here’s a sample of some that I have completed so far..

Ink on cotton paper
Lily Mae Martin

Softer, softest
Ink on cotton paper
Lily Mae Martin

Ink on cotton paper
Lily Mae Martin



I may frame this one –

Ink on cotton paper
Lily Mae Martin



I’m trying to make my work not so dark.. Which doesn’t always go to plan. I seem to have ways I do things even though I want to change them up a bit, it’s hard to break habits.

Any interest in any of my work please contact Scott Livesey Galleries – they are awesome – at
I also have a number of works hanging on their walls at the moment as part of the WINTER SALON 2018 and some in the stock room there.

Also –

It’s school holidays so I’m off to try and be a fun mum / person for this fortnight.


A gift

I was out, grumpily doing the grocery shopping but when I got home the Kid and the Husband had made me this…

I love it so very much. There’s all of us there, with our Kitty and my dream dog. It’s gone straight to the Good Room.

Drawings of my Daughter

Kidlet is about to turn eight, I wanted to get together a collection of drawings – and paintings – I have done of her in the last eight years. I have nothing from her first year of life. Just one quick sketch I did in the hospital ( yes, I had my sketchbook at the hospital when I gave birth ) but I can’t find it. No matter – there’s plenty here.