2024
found material, table legs, interaction
Shown as part of VCA 2024 Graduate Show
2024
security camera, live feed monitor, play pen, play sculptures, audience participation
Shown as part of VCA 2024 Graduate Show
2024
mixed media
2024
video 23 minutes 14 seconds
performed by Indi Mcqueen and Leyla Boz
filmed on Wurrundjeri Land
Shown as part of 2024 VCA Graduate Show
2024
video, 7 minutes 20 seconds
performed by yoria shi
filmed on Wurrendjeri Land
2024
video 6 minutes 10 seconds
play sculpture 4 (the wobble board), audience participation, unimelb lift space
filmed on Wurrundjeri Land
Shortlisted for 2024 UMSU Art Prize
2023
kitchen mixer, piano metronome, toy car, football skin, toy controls
Material tests 1
2024
image dimensions varied
metal ring, tissue paper
for Confluence (Collective Flows group)
Excerpts written for Confluence
visit site
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“some of us must have entered the world feet first,
crawling, touching the earth on all fours,
jumping, running, leaping, twirling, lying, rolling, gliding,
we walked and walked and walked
each step leaves another trace of us,
and the earth responds,
you speak of humans leaving traces in nature as if we aren’t already in contact through gravity itself, our feet planted on the ground,
every snap of a dead twig, crackle of a fallen leap, what rippling effect must have ocurred thereafter?
we bring different soils in the soles of our shoes,
as we walk and walk and walk”
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on care
“they say to be loved is to be changed,
i am unsure whether they mean for the better or for the worse.
to care, to be cared for,
to not care, to be careless,
or to care too much, to be too careful,
to care for the land we practise on,
about the environmental aspects of an art practise,
for you to be overly careful and get hurt by those who ignore
it feels so fragile, so vulnerable, but brave,
like hugging a fragile vessel so tight it brakes,
to watch a space die from lack of care,
to heal a space by daring to care,
to care is to put in the thought, but not stop at that,
to put in the good human kind of thinking,
a giving”
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“this so called ground is not the bottom,
but has depth,
has layers,
is porous
and textured differently everywhere,
and i think about the humans who want to drill a hole from the surface to the core of the earth and back out the other side,
i think about that desire
and i let any reaction to that sink in,
because the ground is so much
more than just an ashtray to place your feet,
build your homes,
feed your familes,
to bury your bodies,
does it not feel when you leave your imprint?
after years and years and years of a well loved spot does it not erode
and mould itself into the shape of
palm prints? foot prints? bodily curves?
where else would we be?”
visit site
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“some of us must have entered the world feet first,
crawling, touching the earth on all fours,
jumping, running, leaping, twirling, lying, rolling, gliding,
we walked and walked and walked
each step leaves another trace of us,
and the earth responds,
you speak of humans leaving traces in nature as if we aren’t already in contact through gravity itself, our feet planted on the ground,
every snap of a dead twig, crackle of a fallen leap, what rippling effect must have ocurred thereafter?
we bring different soils in the soles of our shoes,
as we walk and walk and walk”
-
on care
“they say to be loved is to be changed,
i am unsure whether they mean for the better or for the worse.
to care, to be cared for,
to not care, to be careless,
or to care too much, to be too careful,
to care for the land we practise on,
about the environmental aspects of an art practise,
for you to be overly careful and get hurt by those who ignore
it feels so fragile, so vulnerable, but brave,
like hugging a fragile vessel so tight it brakes,
to watch a space die from lack of care,
to heal a space by daring to care,
to care is to put in the thought, but not stop at that,
to put in the good human kind of thinking,
a giving”
-
“this so called ground is not the bottom,
but has depth,
has layers,
is porous
and textured differently everywhere,
and i think about the humans who want to drill a hole from the surface to the core of the earth and back out the other side,
i think about that desire
and i let any reaction to that sink in,
because the ground is so much
more than just an ashtray to place your feet,
build your homes,
feed your familes,
to bury your bodies,
does it not feel when you leave your imprint?
after years and years and years of a well loved spot does it not erode
and mould itself into the shape of
palm prints? foot prints? bodily curves?
where else would we be?”
2024
plywood, metal, motor, gold party curtains
1.5 x 1.5 x 0.7m
between us and the edge
2024
hexbugs, gold party curtains, wooden table, cardboard
dimensions variable
for GoldGoldGold, ACAE Gallery
2023
Grant Street playground live site, hexbugs, batteries, wire, motor, wheels, bearings,foam, cardboard, wood, pan, frisbees tanbark, string
interactive moving playground
a studio dump
2023
wool, wood, metal dowel, motor
untitled
2023
tissue paper, paper, plywood, metal, motor
for Mommy, VCA Artspace
2023
my treasured childhood toyhouse, tissue paper, bubble wrap, the warmth of a glowing lamp
for Pastel Raum, Abbotsford Convent
2022
wood, elastic, metal, motor, pewter
for How to eat a guava, VCA Artspace
(works inspired from ‘How to Eat a Guava’ by Cate Kennedy)