Group exhibition “Heroine” at MContemporary gallery in Sydney now showing until the 24th of March.
“Nul was nie altyd n getal nie. Wel eintlik was dit, want sonder nul kan daar nie een wees nie. Maar mense het dit nie altyd geweet nie, want as n mens tel, begin jy gewoonlik by een. In Indie en China het hulle eers ongeveer 400vC die nul gebruik, en die Antieke Grieke het lank gedebatteer oor of nul regtig n getal is. Vandag weet ons dat jy nie wiskunde kan doen sonder om die nul te gebruik nie, en sonder nul sou rekenaars nie geprogrammeer kon word nie.
Nul word ook nil, zero of niks genoem.
- n Heelgetal
- n Gelyke getal
- n nie-re:elegetal (maar dit is te moeilik om te verduidelik)
As jy nul by n getal tel of dit daarvan aftrek, bly die getal dieselfde.
As jy nul met enige getal vermenigvuldig is die antwoord nul.
Geen getal kan deur nul gedeel word nie.
Die antwoord is sinloos”
Uit die boek: ‘oor n motorfiets, n zombiefliek en lange getalle wat deur 11 gedeel kan word” geskryf deur Jaco Jacobs (n film met die naam: “Nul is nie niks nie” was ook geinspireer deur die boek.) Ons en die kinders het albei geniet.
Ek het vandag ‘niks’ gedoen. Veral as mens net (naald)werk as “iets” tel. Vandag het ons wel rekenaar-speletjies gespeel en beskuit gebak. So vandag se niks was nie nul nie.
O ja en ek het die “Meyers Briggs” toets gedoen vir die pret, nadat n vriendin vir my hierdie skakel gestuur het:
My “uitslag/persoonlikheid” was deur die program opgesom met die volgende aanhaling:
“What do you mean “life is boring?” Are we living on the same planet?”
Nou ja, gepraat van wiskunde, toetse, plante en planete…. laat ek afsluit met die interessante idee wat ek op die internet raak gelees het.
“Plants that perform arithmetical divisions to not starve at night. The Arabidopsis plant is a mathematical genius….” lees gerus verder by:
I am delighted to invite you to two groups shows in which I am participating this month! One is in Australia and the other Cape Town….
HEROINE at MContemporary in Australia:
Frida Kahlo had it – a defiance and confidence that made her the twentieth century’s first ‘selfie superstar’. Georgia O’Keeffe had it – a brazen and innovative palette that confirmed her as the ‘Mother of American Modernism’. Tracy Emin has it – her frank and provocative art exposing an inventory of unconventional womanhood. The ‘it’ is boldness – a determination to speak, without fear or fancy, of the power of the female voice in public discourse.
In celebration of the dynamism and influence of this conversation, .M Contemporary announces the inaugural Heroine Exhibition, to take place in Sydney from March 7th to 24th, coinciding with International Women’s Day 2019. The Exhibition brings together emerging and established Australian artists with a series of renowned international names, each a daring and adventurous identity in women’s art.
ART MONTH – Art Night Paddington
Thursday 7 March | 6 – 8 pm
Tuesday 12 March | 6 – 8pm
7 March – 24 March 2019
Gallery will be closed
Friday 8 March
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and shortly after that:
BLOODLINES: IMAGINED HISTORIES at Deepest Darkest in Cape Town:
For the bloodlines: Imagined Histories I was inspired by two vintage photographs which I found at an Antique shop in Stilbaai, Western Cape. I do not know the people in these photographs or their history. I gave them a face-lift so to speak by replacing their unfamiliar faces with familiar ones from popular culture, in this case The Incredible Hulk, and renamed him The Incredible Hunk. I also used a lace-skull stitched unto rubber to resemble Rip van Winkle, who fell asleep and woke up 20 year later. I imagine them as family members, and wonder what my life would be like if I knew them personally.
So on that note…I’ll leave you with this quote by Oscar Wilde:
“Two men look out the window. One sees mud, the other see stars.”
Dear friends and patrons of the Arts…
Lately I have received a lot of interest in my work (through various channels and social media); which I am of course very pleased about. Thank you!
Currently I do not sell directly via my studio, since I am hard at work for upcoming exhibitions….
So, I decided to write a short update with images of available work through various galleries and their contact details… (in no specific order):
Herewith some, not all examples, of available work and gallery details: please contact them for a full list and more info…
*MContemporary gallery in Sydney, Australia- contact email@example.com
( works include Meet me in the labyrinth, Hang in there, Right of admission reserved and Mediatrix)
* Millenium gallery in Pretoria contact Ronel van der Vyfer: firstname.lastname@example.org (Fuck perishableness and Ugly thing rearing its head)
*99 Loop gallery in Cape Town: contact email@example.com for works eg:
(Until death do us part and It’s not over until the fat lady sings)
*Everard Read gallery in Franschoek: contact firstname.lastname@example.org for works like “(k)not of snakes” and “In warm water”
and last but not least:
*Rossouw Modern gallery in Hermanus, contact email@example.com for a list of available works ranging from sculptures to portraits etc:
Please feel free to leave a comment if you have any questions or head over to my contact page should you wish to send me a private message…
I stumbled upon a new word recently which I would like to share with you this month:
Excessive or passionate enthusiasm for flowers.
If i think back, it probably started in 2017 already when I prepared a body of work for a show called “Incognito” :
For the Incognito, solo exhibition at MContemporary I was inspired by flowers with interesting common names. By combining flowers with self-portraits and animal skulls I felt that they became like masks, concealing the true identity.
So two years later..and now I am even more obsessed with flowers. Real and imaginary. and I am happy to say that I have some new work on its way to Australia again:
Maybe my so-called ‘anthomania’ started way before 2017…when I was 7years old. My mother was a florist back then…only for a short while.
I remember vaguely how she went for a course in the art of flower-arrangement. Unfortunately I was too little to really appreciate it.
After her death in 1996, I only liked dead things, and decaying flowers. One could say i was “Anthophobic”. When I was studying art, I thought that flowers were too pretty, and decided then to never use them in my art. I didn’t like pretty things.
Well, never say never…
So these days I embroider fantasy blooms on smaller pieces of rubber, arrange them in a collage-like manner and I’ll admit it gives me much joy doing this.
I am expanding my interest to “floriography” (The language of flowers)
Gifts of blooms, plants, and specific floral arrangements were used to send a coded message to the recipient, allowing the sender to express feelings which could not be spoken aloud in Victorian society. Armed with floral dictionaries, Victorians often exchanged small “talking bouquets”, called nosegays or tussie-mussies, which could be worn or carried as a fashion accessory. -wikipedia
this interest is probably due to my ‘anthomania’ and fascination with codes as well as these manuscripts (which is still would like to ‘read’):
But for now I’m just happily stitching away at rubber-flowers. Let’s see where this takes me.