Iceworks

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Last November we interviewed Gav Barbey about his new book Little Seed America. Now Gav is busy creating a series of 12 paintings, a commission from a boutique Sydney hotel. The series he is developing are Icework paintings – Slurpee-inspired blasts of colour. Gav struck upon this idea as he watched amazing patterns emerge and disappear when two long-forgotten frozen Slurpees were rediscovered in his freezer, one red and one blue, he laid them on a canvas to melt together. The happy accident led to the series Iceworks  –  a collection of paintings that involves the freezing of paints, dyes and pigments in water. The frozen candy-like ice blocks are then arranged onto canvas, the pigments swirl and run as the ice cubes melt, leaving a burst of colour in their wake. In the example above 64 ice cubes were placed on a one metre square canvas.

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Book Champion: Lola

Lola as a witch

Lola was three years old when she responded to these Book Champion questions. She recently turned four – Happy Birthday Lola! She lives in Melbourne, Australia.
Her book of choice is Room on the Broom by Julia Donaldson and Axel Scheffler.

How many times have you read this book Lola?
Ummm … 6 times.

Why do you like the book?
Because it’s fun!

What is your favourite part?
Cat the dog snap into a cloud, and then the witch heard a roaring and goring and loring growl. They have a big dragon that blows fire out and then a broom and then the witch smashes into roaring cloud and then they snap into a cloud, I like that bit.

Who else would like this book?
Lauren and Charlotte, my cousins.

Have you ever met a witch?
At Kinder I have, with Halloween.

Would you like to ride the witches’ broomstick?
No thanks.

But wouldn’t you like to fly to somewhere?
The beach, yeah! … I mean the park.

The witch nearly gets eaten by the dragon. What do think it looks like inside the dragon’s belly?
Food and yucky and sticky and feathered and furred.

Could you tell us a magic spell?
Yes, magic spell make into a frog and then someone turns into a swan. And then in the princess and the pauper, someone turns into a swan, a magic swan.

How do you do this spell?
I say ‘In my hat!’ And then I get some paper and then I scribble all over it and then I draw a picture!

What do witches like to eat?
Bananas … and apples.
Can I just sing a song now? When I went into the forest I couldn’t even see a broom …

Melting Moments

Mr Whippy Van
Mr Whippy Ice Cream vans were not big where Baker or Smith grew up. It was 10 miles to an ice cream at the corner store for Smith. Baker was lucky if she scored a ‘special’ ice cream treat on a summer break – a 60-cent deluxe, rather than
the run-of-the-mill 20-cent ice block. 

The Mr Whippy van, more often then not, would surface on  beach jaunts. Where he could be spotted picking off the familiar kid haunts with a Pavlovian jingle crackling from speakers left over from World War II.

I had always wondered about the Mickey and Donald images that formed part of the livery of some of the vans. The renderings seemed like an arbitrary appropriation and a poor approximation of the famous mouse and duck. Would Walt Disney really have signed-off the intellectual property rights to Mum and Pop ice cream vans in Sandringham and North Balwyn? Better to stay quiet on that one.

An old school friend recently held a birthday party for his nine-year-old boy, and secretly organised a Mr Whippy to arrive on location. At 4pm sharp, he would pull into the driveway for a private ice confectionery party. I wondered to whom this soft serve fantasy might belong. Was it what the middle-aged dad would have liked for his own birthday? Was he future-fitting a memory to his offspring? No, actually. Well, yes actually. All this, but here was someone in tune with exactly the sort of thing a group of young kids would love – he had tapped into ‘kid think’. The delight and excitement was the only proof needed. A new future-memory secured,  frozen in time. I’ll have a double scoop of that, but could you make it lactose-free please?

One Time

duck goal

Below is a writing exercise that grew out of the 100 ideas exercise we did together. The tale plays on different applications of the word ‘time’, and there is a surprising hero to boot.

One time,
I went to a park.

Next time,
I took my ball.

This time,
People came to play.

And over time,
a crowd gathered.

’Game time!’
Two teams squared off.
‘Game on!’
A whistle blew.

Scissor kicks.
Short flicks.
Sporty tricks.
No goal.

Muddy park.
Scuff marks.
It’s nearly dark –
but still no goal

‘Time is running out. We need a goal, quick!’

A splash,
a flap,
thump and a quack, then …
My team’s golden boot struck luck
‘Goooaal’.

The whistle blew once more.

‘Full time!’
‘Time’s up!’
‘Home time!’
‘It’s bath time!
’

‘Same time, next time?’
‘YES’, everyone agreed.

And I will bring my ball again,
and two golden boots for duck.

Jeremy Miranda

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Jeremy Miranda makes paintings. Beautifully crafted paintings. We spoke with him about the narratives that run through his work and life on the North Shore.

Hi Jeremy, please tell us a bit about yourself, your environment, and background in art?
I live on the North Shore of Massachusetts, which is about 20 minutes north of Boston. My fiancé and I were drawn to this area because of the amount of farms, salt marshes and wild life preserves in the area plus its proximity to the ocean.
I graduated with a BFA in painting from Massachusetts College of Art in 2004 and have been making my living as an artist and occasional teacher ever since.

What did you enjoy doing as a child? Did you make art, did you read?
I was always making art, but of course didn’t know it by that name. As a child I was driven by my imagination and was inventing worlds, characters and narratives. Every Christmas my grandparents would get me a big block of printing paper (the kind you can get at any office store), and I would burn through it in a few months with drawings of different characters, book ideas, landscapes, whatever interested me at the moment. Drawing didn’t become about a product until I was told
that I had a knack for it. It may sound a bit clinical but up until then, like any
child, I now realize that I drew to communicate my thoughts and to give them a tangible, visual equivalent.

Children’s books had an enormous influence on me (and still do). I read all
the Chris Van Allsburg books, Little House on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls Wilder, My Side of the Mountain by Jean Craighead George. I had a big collection
of field guides on minerals, insects and plants. I even spent my first year at college as an illustrator with the intent of making children books, but soon gravitated towards painting.

Do you still have the guides you collected as a kid?
Regrettably, I don’t have a single one, and couldn’t even begin to guess where they ended up. Nowadays I collect things found while out on walks. Driftwood, bracket mushrooms rocks, really anything natural with a unique form. We also have a growing collection of cacti.

There is a strong visual arts culture in Massachusetts, why do you think that is?
I’m not exactly sure, I would imagine that it has a lot to do with the sheer number of colleges and universities that have art programs in addition to the only state funded art college in the country.

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Iceberg Nocturne

The iceberg paintings are an ongoing theme for you. What attracts you to them as a subject?
The iceberg series really began as an experiment in variation. I wanted a template where I was free to modulate the different elements, to observe a range of differences. Constable did a similar experiment with clouds, and of course there are the Monet haystacks which these are a bit of a nod to I guess. I also like the narrative of the lonely iceberg floating in the cold sea. I think it’s interesting how quickly inanimate objects become living things in our minds.

You play with facets of the icebergs and give them a curious architectural twist in some work? How many iceberg paintings have you made now?
The faceted icebergs are meant to imitate precious stones and gems. I don’t know exactly how many icebergs I’ve painted, but I imagine its somewhere near 100, give or take. I’m actually building a new website that will display all the icebergs I’ve painted so far in a large grid.

Faceted Iceberg

Faceted Iceberg

You place nature inside of interiors, or sometimes there is a sneak peak to an amazing view, or displaced object, like a ladder that links the underwater world to land above in Ladder No. 2.
The ladder paintings are metaphors about transition, more specifically going from what is familiar to something “other”, or foreign. They are more or less, romantic ideas about searching in the world.

Your paintings appear part of a broader story, they are not simply a moment in time or a one-off scene.
Yes, you’re completely right each painting is a component in a broader yet loose narrative about nature, technology and searching. I’m also very interested in the craft and how the paintings come off as physical objects, this is hard to see on
the internet.

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Alaska

Some of your work gives a feeling a remoteness. The icebergs obviously, but also a greenhouse floating far from land, or the interiors.
The trick with all of these paintings is that while I’m painting them I’m imagining being witness to these events; being the one person on the beach who sees the greenhouse floating, or the one person looking out seeing the lone iceberg floating, or the one person stumbling upon a greenhouse illuminated in the woods. In that way, they are not exactly about isolation so much as they are moments when we get to be alone, which is a very different thing in my mind, and the kind of discoveries one can make, much like in a dream.

Ladder No. 2

Ladder No. 2

Do you get to the outdoors when not in your studio?
I try and get outdoors as much as possible but the studio can be very greedy.
It has demands that sometimes keep me indoors much longer than I’d like.

Is there a wild area, reserve or beach you would recommend a reader must visit when in your part of the world?
With out hesitation Plumb Island Bird Sanctuary on the north shore. It’s a barrier island surrounded by the ocean and salt marshes and has the distinction of being in the flight path of a multitude of migratory birds. We were lucky enough to see a snowy owl there last winter and that was very surreal.

Find Jeremy’s work here and here and here.

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Inside of a Dog

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Recently we grappled with a boy character in one of our rough stories. The boy was doing boy-like things with boy-like behaviour, but something was missing from the drafts. We changed the boy character into a dog of uncertain heritage, and voila! The story still worked, and now the character was free to move about in exciting, unexpected ways.

Just how far should the boy be morphed when visualised? Should he be rendered as a regular dog with a collar? A smart casual town dog? Should he have a hint of residual boyishness? After some scribbles, the character had a resolution, of sorts. He would be an upright dog in a pair of sparkling red shoes of course! Although, maybe, he is still actually, kind of a boy underneath that fur – on the inside, waiting to break out. That’s not my read, he looks dog enough to me. Besides, some cigar chomping joker once said that inside of a dog it’s too dark to read.

Book Champion: Sean

Sean 13 storey tree house

Our Book Champion today is Sean who initially turned the tables on our
intrepid interviewer by asking: “Why are you asking me these questions?!”.
Sean is 10 years old and lives in Spain, he likes playing the saxophone and
his favourite book is The 13-Storey Treehouse by author Andy Griffiths
and illustrator Terry Denton.


Is this the first book you’ve read by this author?
No, it’s my second one.

What do you like about his books?
The illustrations because they’re fun. And I especially like how you could be in
one chapter at the start and then all the way at the end that person will come back into the story. Like the dog Barky. He’s there early on and then he comes back a hundred pages later. And gets squished!

And that’s it for Barky? He’s gone? Oops!
The End!

The End for Barky. Who squished him?
A giant gorilla.

They seem like long books. Do they take a long time to read?
Hmmm, they probably take me two months.

Do you read one chapter a night?
No, probably for a week I read about 36 pages.

And how did you come across this book. Are your other friends at school
reading The 13-Storey Treehouse?

No. A friend from Australia came to visit and he showed me one of his books which I’d already read and so then I got interested in it and I was talking to my teacher about it and she said her son has tonnes of them.

How many of them are there in the series?
23.

What’s the other one that you’ve read?
The Very Bad Book. And see that’s an autograph by the illustrator. The writer and the illustrator are both Australian.

And what’s the story about?
The book is basically about the writer and the illustrator. They live in this tree house and all these strange things happen to them. Like giant sea princesses that turn into evil monsters, giant gorillas, monkeys invading the treehouse, falling cats. But from the start of the book, they have to write a book. Which is this book! And then all the way through they’re getting stopped from what they’re doing because of that book. And eventually at the end you’re reading the book that they came up with.

That sounds like fun. Especially when you have a man-eating shark tank and a bowling alley and a room full of pillows and swinging vines and a see-through swimming pool. And a lemonade fountain. Would you like to live there?
Yes. I even did a drawing of it, except it’s at school.

Who would you live there with?
All my friends. Mum and Dad. My brother. And Luka (Sean’s dog)

Would Luka be scared living up a tree?
Oh no, she doesn’t seem afraid of heights.

 

Chatterbox No. 8

orange girl
Scents and Nonsensibilty:
A three-year-old reveals her acute olfactory dysfunction


Camille:
 Your head smells like orange juice.

Me: Really? What does my chin smell like?

Camille: Lemon squeezy.

Me: What about my eye?

Camille: Sniff, sniff. Bananas! I smell your other eye, it smells like ham.

Me: And what about  …

Camille: I smell your ear now … sniff, sniff, sniff. Ha! Chocolate!

Ahhh Zoom!

Ahhh to Zoom
Alphabet books have been a part of children’s reading experience forever.
These days, they revolve around a concept or theme, and perhaps incorporate a simple story. It’s not A is for Apple anymore. We set ourselves this holiday season challenge; write an ABC using an A-Z of onomatopoeia and create a story from the sounds using as few words as possible. Here goes …

AHHH!
I was snug in bed when …

BOOM!
Mum stormed in the room.

CLAP!  CLAP!
‘Get up. Get out of bed.’ she said.

DONG! DONG!
‘You’re late for school!’

EEEK!
I Jumped up.

FWOOSH!
Ran out the room.

GULP!
Ate breakfast.

HIC!
Ate too quick.

ICK
And felt quite sick.

JIGGLE, JIGGLE
All squirmy and wriggly.

KONK! KLUNK! KRACK!
‘Oh, oh!’ There goes the vase.

‘LA LA LA’  
‘I Didn’t break it … promise.’

‘MEOW’
‘It was Cat.’

NIGGLE, NIGGLE
‘Cat pushed Duck.’

‘OOPS’
‘I mean Duck bumped Pig.’ 

And Mum said, ‘Wait on, I’m not too sure about this, because …’

‘PURR’
‘Cat is asleep.’

‘QUACK!’
‘Duck is in the pond and …’

ROLY POLY
‘The pigs are all in the mud.’

So, are you really sure?’

SIGH
‘Ok,’ I said. ‘It wasn’t Cat, it wasn’t Duck,
and not one Pig was involved. It was me … I broke the vase.’

TEE HEE HEE
‘I know,’ said Mum.

UMM
‘I’ll fix it, don’t worry. Hurry, you’re late for school!’

VROOM!
The school bus rumbled downhill.

WHOOSH!
I chased after it.

XXXXT!
The door opened.

YIKES!
‘Phew,’ I made it in.

ZOOM!
Still wearing my pyjamas.