Salmagundi Studio

After years of offering the space to artists, the Salmagundi studio is about to be demolished for the housing development in the Arncliffe area. I just had a short encounter with the space at the apocalypse party invited by my friend artist, David Mills who had a studio there for several months. And I wanted to photograph the space with the interest of ‘existence’ and ‘being’ before the physical space would disappear. As a witness from outside, I tried to sense the emotion and the story in it, leaving a beautiful mark full of memories.

http://www.salmagundistudios.org/

David Mills at his studio
Artist David Mills with his dog before the demolition of Salmagundi studio

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Dark Mofo 2015

I have wanted to visit Mona (Museum of New and Old) in Tasmania and saw the chance to visit during the Dark Mofo event along with the Hobart Winter Festival.
It was rather like ‘Light in the Dark’ festival with beautiful luminescent installations. Melting the cold body with warm Gin, the two days of light show was memorable. James Turrell’s optical illusion even deceived the freezing temperature at sunset hours. Marina Abramovic’s collective works were at the Mona, as well as her taking artist residency in Sydney after being invited by philanthropist, John Kaldor. I left Mona leaving the tempting items at the souvenir shop which were scented vagina soaps each named after the actual models from the moulded art works. And was thinking about the motivation of the artist who created the faeces machine, and the artist telling us what it said about contemporary art.
I had even become greedy with the short journey and scheduled Cradle Mountain for a taste of hiking as I never been there before. And have to admit that the long hours of planning had been paid off. I was in wonderland while walking the enchanted rainforest. The mountain with winter clouds along with lakes gave me the sense of oriental ‘sumie’ style landscape painting.
While I was editing images I have realised again that I have a tendency to photograph landscape in portrait format. Had better say vertical format rather than in portrait format for scenery. With this personal reason, I never liked the definition of ‘landscape’ and ‘portrait’ in format.
The winter journey ended at the little town, Launceston, where I saw the Cataract George’s interesting rock cliffs, even sharing the journey story with the local newspaper journalists who were surveying tourists in the area.
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