March 6 to 27th
Robert Bader, Karen Paris, Sam Evans, Ruben H Bermudez
Opening Night Sat 6th March 6 to 8pm
Robert Bader (NSW)
“I have worked in a non-objective abstractionist style for over twenty years where my work has primarily been concerned with Constructivist and Bauhaus philosophies.
I am increasingly investigating the integration of nature and the freedom it allows, with the pure essence of form and structure. The act of painting on a large canvas fixed to a wall allows physical communication between the scale of the artist’s movement and the scale of work being produced. This in itself is conducive to a freedom I have not experienced for twenty years.” Robert Bader
Palaeolithic DNA Pigment ink & acrylic paint on 310 gsm ‘hahnemuhle paper 85cm x 110cm
Karen Paris(SA)
“Bubbles, temporal and beautiful, mysterious and nostalgic, gather like old friends and float like free spirits. A medium of change they are a new realm yet still united with the old, re-creating the space they inhabit, capturing it, a moment in time, a tangible space. Through photography I explore this space, looking into it and through it, seeing what was before to the moment that shapes what is yet to be”. Karen Paris
Now and Then C type Photograph
Sam Evans (SA)
'Drawing for me is like falling asleep and dreaming a good dream, then waking to find my hands are cramped and I have a sore neck. Recently, I sat down with my pops, and showed him some of my work. He said to me, ‘why don't you draw a cat, or a dog?’ But being the infinite soul that I am, and feeling that he had missed my genius, I replied, ‘Really who needs another cat and dog!? I want to create things that DON'T exist yet!’
Sam Evans
Sketch 24 ink on DL envelope
Rubén H Bermudez (SPAIN)
Rubén photographs fiction in which the spectator can see themselves reflected. Rubén’s characters are out of place, out of position, belong to the city but they are in a field, dressed for a special occasion they hope for, in the middle of a dark earth. Night falls. The landscape becomes the scene. A woman in black, on her knees scoops earth between her fingers. Is she hopeless or adoring? Mourning the barren Earth or suited to the night that celebrates an encounter with mother earth? The sky becomes cloudy and a storm looms.
Text by Beatriz Martínez
Lovers of the Arctic Circle C type Photograph
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