Anthomania/Anthophobia

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I stumbled upon a new word recently which I would like to share with you this month:

anthomania :

Excessive or passionate enthusiasm for flowers.

“Meet me in the Labyrinth” detail

If i think back, it probably started in 2017 already when I prepared a body of work for a show called “Incognito” :

“Forget-me-not” (Myositis arvensis) 64 x 51 cm Cotton thread and rubber 2017

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:

“Right of admission reserved” Cotton thread and rubber 85 x 60 cm (2019)

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’):

Voynich Manuscript

Codex Seraphinianus

But for now I’m just happily stitching away at rubber-flowers. Let’s see where this takes me.

Hang in there (detail)

 

 

 

 

 

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Sy is so boos sy kan slange vang….

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Sy is so boos sy kan slange vang approx 170 x 134 cm 2018 Cotton thread and rubber

detail

detail 1

*one of the pieces I decided to ‘rework’ in 2018

*one of the early pieces where i still hand-stitched the rubber background to form a canvas.

*photographs of my works courtesy of Kleinjan Groenewald

*On exhibition at 99 Loop gallery until 27 October 2018

opening night at 99 Loop gallery, Cape Town with visitors and friends..(.installation view.)

April Fool

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“April Fool” (Haemanthus cuccineus) 770 x 520 mm 2017 Cotton thread and rubber

“Cinderella went incognito,

and it is said that she had a ball.

It is always midnight in Cognito

By the black clock against the wall…”

-Tom Robbins

gifts

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Its great to give, but it is wonderful to receive as well.

A couple of weekends ago I received these wonderful items from a dear friend:

She said that the spider is supposed to represent me. (i adore that since i adore spiders and we used to have one like that living in our house- we named her ‘spinderella’ and the kids loved her as well.  They were told not to harm her, but also not to touch her since I dont know if she will bite).  The frogs is supposed to represent my husband and two sons – I always believed  fairy tales when they said that frogs can turn into princes.)

My husband brought me a bat he found while walking from work.  I don’t have a picture of it yet since it is still need to dry out properly.

Today was mothers day and my son gave me this:

they made it at school.  As well as some flowers from all of them with my cup of coffee in bed!

all of the above are the type of gifts that inspire.

Years ago i received chicken legs from a friend.  Luckily I drew them since the dogs got hold of them and gobbled them up.

Recently I paged through all my old papers/sketchbooks and found the drawing of the chicken legs I made.  I tore the page in order to manipulate it more and stitched and glued them to a new piece I am working on:

Paper doll #2: Souvenir Portrait

So whenever you find a dead frog or something in the road, feel free to drop it into the mail for me…..