Sunday, September 30, 2012

Little boxes on the hillside...

This is the start of a work I conceptualised a while ago, which seems apt because I'm in the process of buying my first home

Thursday, May 31, 2012

W/Hole Hearts...names beginning with z



Names beginning with z...a miniature horse – which represents my cousin Zivanna who is passionate about horses
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W/Hole Hearts...names beginning with y...


Names beginning with y...yolanda....obvious metaphor of a window to view my sole
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W/Hole Hearts...Returning to Names beginning with b....

 

Names begining with b...with a brooch in the form of a home – made for my sister, Belinda, who is a nurturer and homemaker
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W/Hole Hearts...names beginning with...x

 
Names beginning with x...  the back of the heart has been damaged and has hole burned in it – this is a literal image as metaphor for emotional holes that people have left in my heart (this used to be names beginning with be and then I adapted 'b' for my sister

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W/Hole Hearts...names beginning with w

contemplate
Names beginning with...w... represents my friend William
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W/Hole Hearts...names beginning with v...

Cut and reveal

Names with a v...vincent...A brooch of a miniature pair of moving scissors placed on a pattern like image which states: cut on the dotted line–  a metaphor for my heart being cut open
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W/hole Hearts...names beginning with u...

Some people...
Names beginning with...u...with separate miniature cow - this represents a girl I knew named, who could be a real cow
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W/hole Hearts...names begining with t...

The naughty boy
Name beginning with...t...little boy pointing his finger – this is a representation of my friend Tom, who,

to me, is the eternal child
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W/hole Hearts...name beginning with...s

self-reflection

Names beginning with...s, samantha, the back of the brooch is a highly polished reflective surface – this surface acts as a mirror where I can confront the affect I have had on my own heart
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W/Hole hearts display



I wanted to incorporate wooden block with the alphabet as the related to the names a-z of the w/hole hear brooches. the first idea ihad was to mount the blocks to the wall and have the hearts hanging from them. They could be turned around and looked at at the viewers leasure. I then decided against this idea and thought a the first exhibition idea I had though of, which require mounting the heartd sideways on the wall between two glass sheets. As a result the two combines, blocks and mounting between glass made sense. like the brooch if worn, especialliy the back which would not be seen by the the box introduced a sence of the object being un-touchable
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Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Can't you see I'm Broken...video


One of the first stop-frames I made and the beginning of the process which lead to a series titled Can't you see I'm Broken (and that I can Mend), part of An Anthology my Masters exhibition.

Friday, November 18, 2011

W/Hole hearts...names beginning with r...

the back of names beginning with r
Made 23/09/2011...names beginning with r...roger(my dad)... I had made a serious of bird rings and brooches that were dedicated to my father, so placing a bird on the back of the r brooch seemed fitting. the cut out clouds was imagery that was conjured-up from thinking about my dad still watching over me...sitting in the sky watching. I placed gold leaf as the background, because is connects to my mom's brooch (p) and it was sunshine and happy.
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W/Hole hearts...names beginning with...q

a captor...
q...front
Made 13/09/2011...names beginning with q...even though I know people with q names, I could not think of anything appropriate to a name...I did how ever think of a prisoner behind bars. Either a captor of my heart or a capturer of my heart...more a concept about heart then a person related brooch
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W/Hole hearts...beginning with p...



How Mary began

13/09/2011...names beginning with p...patricia(mom)...since this was my mother’s letter brooch I had the idea to make a mary- the most recognised mother symbol that I could think of. Doing this took some work, I had an existing little person that I adapted by turning her arm to her chest and them fusing bits of silver slowly on. I built these fused layers up until the figure had a skirt and veil then files and burred more detail in to form the miniature mary. For the back of the brooch, I used gold leaf and drilled into the back plate as a sort of halo effect. This brooch was a real challenge to make, especially the mary, it was also the first time I had used gold leaf. This is one of the most effective brooches as all its elements come together to form the mother imagery that I was trying to achieve.
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Monday, October 31, 2011

W/Hole hearts...names beginning with o...

ribbon cut out
bars to wrap cotton around
the aids ribbon finished
front of o...

made 09-09-2011...it was just one of those real days thinking about all the people I know who have been affected by hiv and breast cancer, so this was an appropriate choice. I wrapped the bars at the back of the heart with red embroidery cotton to create this aids ribbon.
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W/Hole hearts...names beginning with n...

n...front
couple brooch on the back
another view
08-09-2011...names beginning with an n... Nicky, Nick... people who I care for and have great friendships with, hence the couple as symbolic of relationships.
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W/Hole hearts...names beginning with m...

m....front
love me, love me not
Needless to say this was a heart concept...I stamped the words 'love me, love me not' over and over and then created a little flower to go with it...maybe a little clichéd but I remember playing this game as a child...made 07-09-2011
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W/Hole heart...names beginning with l...

l...front
l...back girl with a balloon
the girl is a brooch
Made 07-09-2011, I had to do a little girl for name beginning with l for Laila one of my dear nieces that I never rarely get a chance to see. She is growing-up without me really being a part of her life, which is rather sad..., this is the little girl that I miss happy being a child with a balloon.
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