Beware Dogs Bite:
of Miners, Boulders, Kalhooligans and Other Pattern Makers
on the gate
of the house
next door to the
Goldfields Arts Centre
When you hear yourself sayingthere’s nothing here,
slow down—that’s when you know
there’s something new to see.
One viewer’s response
the passage of time
solarised by memory
the mystery of surfaces; the strangeness of objects.
What is the difference really between what is made
what is found and what is left behind.
The skin of things shed, shredded, shattered
scattered and winnowed and laved
And only the glitter left, a
raft of glare and dazzle
drift rudderless across the retina
There are certain compensations
in tricks of the light
The sonic component of this work can be thought of as the noise that the piece makes and,
in league with Tim’s stark images,
proposes the view that
sparseness are not mutually exclusive.
The recurring signature is the sound of an anvil being struck with a hammer;
this has been manipulated using a time-stretching algorithm.
Formally, the piece is about pattern, shape and 2-dimensional composition. By juxtaposition and isolation, it also makes comments about the relationship between people and their environment in The Goldfields of Western Australia.
This is a piece in which the transitions beween the images is more important than the images themselves.