I went on a week long trip to Amsterdam with uni and I absolutely loved it.
Marlene Dumas’ exhibition The Image As Burden was showing in the Stedelijk Museum. It was the most amazing luck that my favourite painter’s retrospective was showing while is was in the same city.
We spent a couple hours in Galerie Rob Koudijs looking through the two exhibitions and draws where some jewellery is stored. I thought it was really great to see (in person) works belonging to jewellers I have researched over my years of study. I was very excited to see Ted Noten and Ruudt Peters exhibited in Rob’s gallery.
We went to Galerie Marzee- the biggest jewellery gallery in the world. This was my favourite part of the trip, I could have spent an entire day looking through the many many draws of jewellery, sketching what I see. Marzee is in a beautiful, trendy town called Nijmegen.
I thoroughly enjoyed my week in Amsterdam. I got to experience the museums and galleries, went iceskating, saw interesting street art and loved the old buildings. I will definitely be going back there, hopefully one day to attend my own exhibition in Galerie Rob Koudijs or Galerie Marzee.
Accidental photographs of my skin
Anna Stretton painted these for her graduate exhibition in 2011. She went to the Queensland College of Art, where I also study. The simplicity and application of colour caught my eye, then I read her artist statement which resonates very well with me and my practice.
Skin is our physical identity. It records time through its traumas and ageing. Skin changes colour, wrinkles, bruises, is cut and damaged. It scars permanently creating physical memories and recording events. The body projects it’s reaction in furious colour, with bruising, wounds and scars. The body recovers and the skin has recorded another experience.
I have been designing for the British medal competition and staying with my theme of body injuries I came up with cuts and scabs. The cuts stand out to me and I can see one cut held in hand as a silver medal with red enamel dripping as blood.
Painting objects to make them appear bruised, but then the tables turn on me.
An eyebrow gash courtesy of my boyfriend.
I always ask him to send me any interesting photos like this after a rugby match. I like the deep red colours and mostly the character these small injuries give to a person’s exterior. There is a story behind every injury, which it is not always intentional and violent. Bruises and wounds can be worn as a badge of honour that projects to others hard work and sacrifice. I want to remove the negative stigma behind bruises and wounds, and communicate the idea that they can be beautiful adornments naturally produced by the body.
- bruised, bruis·ing, bruis·es
- To injure the underlying soft tissue or bone of (part of the body) without breaking the skin, as by a blow.
- To damage (plant tissue), as by abrasion or pressure: bruised the fruit by careless packing.
- To dent or mar.
- To pound (berries, for example) into fragments; crush.
- To hurt, especially psychologically.
To experience or undergo bruising: Peaches bruise easily.
- An injury to underlying tissues or bone in which the skin is not broken, often characterized by ruptured blood vessels and discolorations.
- A similar injury to plant tissue, often resulting in discoloration or spoilage.
- An injury, especially to one’s feelings.