{Four and they are with scales.}
We have fish! What use an outdoor pond without four golden fantails? Meet Gaspard, Rudi, Sylvie and Margot. This forms now a tiny scene from the week.
And from week previous:
“To read Rudi Krausmann... in an ornamental garden... is like floating in zero gravity.”
This tiny scene, this one is from even longer ago, and it took place in Italy:
{The meadow jumping mouse could jump any distance if need arose.}
+ On the shelf, Shelf Life exhibition in NSW
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Friday, 19 November 2010
Now. Then. Long ago.
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Traveller dear,
Louise Jennison and I make artists’ books, we make all sorts of things, and most usually we make things on paper. Collaboration comes naturally to us both; it is an enjoyable and wholly inspiring process that yields treasure not possible without the other. Working side-by-side, as we do from our home-based studio in Melbourne, Australia, it is a pattern we are familiar with; a path we are delighted to tread, seeing what new scenario evolves. Collaboration throws up the unexpected, and what is not to like about that?
Please take a rolling photographic (tumblr) tour of our recent collaborative exhibition, By This Unwinking Night.
With paper sufficient to cover the moon and sincerely yours,
Gracia Haby
