The Grimm Needle exhibition at Fried Contemporary Gallery close tomorrow.
It is with fond memories that I revisit the opening night on this “Flashback Friday”….
During the evening everyone who attended the opening were asked to write their names and telephone numbers on a piece of paper and put it in one of Johan Thom’s hats. Later in the evening Mika Thom the owner of the gallery drew one name from that hat…
The one’s whose name were drawn received this piece below, which I especially made for this event (in this case Sarel Petrus received it- who is a fellow artist whom I have never met until that evening and whose solo exhibition is up next at this gallery!)
“Shall I come in and cut your threads…” Vintage page with embroidered re-purposed rubber
Thank you to friends, colleagues and everyone who visited my exhibition (in the flesh or via the web) and to the patrons who are taking some work home with them. To those of you (you know who you are) who helped, listened, talked, supported and pampered me before and after the show…a heartfelt thank you.
Radio inteview about my solo exhibition. (sorry my English speaking friends, this is in Afrikaans)
“Work those fingers to the bone” 2016 Cotton thread, batting and rubber 25 x 18 cm
“Borduurwerk is die handwerk wat die algemeenste deur vroue w^ereldwyd gedoen word. Elke vrou weet hoe om naaldwerk te doen en die begeerte om hierdie mag vir iets meer as net gebruiksartikels aan te wend, is by die meeste vroue ingebore.” Dawid C. Minter
“Heks/Witch” Altered photograph, cotton thread, rubber and wood. 61 x 42 cm
“… she tried to avoid his gaze but he held her steady and would not look away, Finally her eyes spoke to him. Her eyes said, Words are too weak, too small, they are always too small, even the purest and most simple phrases fail. Her eyes said, Look at who you are, you were asleep when I met you, but now you’re awake, so stay awake. I did not need you and I did not want you and yet here you are, awake in my body and in my heart.”
― Toby Barlow, Babayaga
There are so many versions of the Baba Yaga story. I love the quote above, but also adore the version in the book called “Women who run with wolves.”