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| Jane Liddell-King image supplied by Nancy Tingey |
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| Rozalie Sherwood, Cry for Peace, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
Artist: Rozalie Sherwood Artworks: Cry for Peace
My work is a response to Murphy’s satirical poem, World Peace. Her words speak of the unpredictability, insecurity, and fragility of life, in a confronting yet surprisingly entertaining manner. My choice of ink colours to depict blood, ash and smoke on linen shapes with holes, and my strong black machine stitching, interprets this unpredictability and fragility. This series of three portrays the passing of time, with war continuing, yet ongoing hope for peace.
Poet: Lizz Murphy
Title: World Peace
Murphy, L. (2000) ‘World Peace’ in Two Lips Went Shopping. (Spinifex Press, p. 79)
Poem:
We watch the progress of peace talks Hold our breath for news that will hold our people together Hold our breath for news in fear that the next killing will be our own We watch the progress of other wars Hold our breath for news of bigger threats Hold our breath in fear for the people of the world Watch the madding crowds fight for their futures fight for basic rights fight back for what they believe in An Australian airline promotes world peace A white dove frozen in flight on a magazine page of indigo night Peace as commodity Travellers whisked away relax safe in the knowledge that this airline will continue the quest Two hundred airport lounges and complimentary snacks.
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Monique Van Nieuwland Rift and Purple Shawl |
Artist: Monique Van Nieuwland
Artworks: Rift and Purple Shawl
Poet: Susan Hampton
Title: The Goddess of Hinges Copyright 2022.
Poem:
" The Goddess of Hinges |
The morning sky solders itself to the landscape leadenly also I tread towards a rift and timorous in my movements I know I’ve already crossed a threshold to a place without visible gates a sort of atrium where I notice portholes and passages, side-alleys where hooded figures are speaking wayside shrines where finally you may leave behind your photos and trinkets, your offerings to such gods as may be and before the weather turns wet the Goddess of Hinges appears— wraps me in a purple shawl, |

Susan Wood, The Living Heart: Poems for Ernestine Hill
Artist: Susan Wood
Artworks: The Living Heart: Poems for Ernestine Hill
Poet: Susan Wood
Title: The Living Heart: Poems for Ernestine Hill A suite of short poems
Poem:
After the sand,
a panorama.
Quartzite spear-heads, chipped stone treasures, she has a few of those. Vanquished,
she never noticed the silence.
She was running away.
The man in the shadow, a witness
He said
“life’s a lottery”.
A woman.
Always a wanderer, amused and curious. She could not tell her story.
Men
here and there.
Stories everywhere.
In the bush,
the traces of a woman. Shy,
sturdy,
a little wild.
Hoping for a future.
In that country,
in the great wide spaces, it was hot.
Out of sight, she travelled by instinct.
It was a difficult undertaking.
Spinifex,
beetles, wings and stings And there it is.
A good story
is treasured yet.
Deep in the heart
of the country,
hills of extraordinary form.
Nothing but stones, chalk white and terracotta
She dreams of comfort and culture
for just a night
She is every woman. Sometimes she sings, beautiful and expressive. Sometimes she cries
In the days of her youth, secrets,
desire.
No one will hear the story.
She will never tell
She roamed up and down.
She sat writing history. For one brief moment she was disturbed
An old story. Secrets, promise,
and the heart mostly ruins.
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Christine Appleby, Lorri Blackwell, Angela Coleman, Josie Cosgrove, Rachel Develin, Wendy Dodd, Linda Elliott, Deb Faeryglenn, Susan Hey, Belinda Jessup, Cheryl Jobsz, Valerie Kirk, Dotti Le Sage, Janet Long, Jenny Manning, Ann McMahon, Bev Moxon, Sandra Obst, Sharon Peoples, Liz Perry, Ola Robertson, Rozalie Sherwood, Nancy Tingey and Monique van Nieuwland
Can trees talk? Can you hear their whispers?
Tree Whispers, an exhibition by members of Networks Australia, shares fresh insights into the world of trees. Providing audiences with thought-provoking exhibitions since 2010, this group of artists from ACT and regional NSW present unique works in a diversity of mediums that will share secrets from the mysterious lives of our leafy companions.
Trees feature in our mythologies and are embedded in our psyche. When we think of family trees or branches of science, we are invoking the forms and growth habits of our arboreal companions. We see them as allegories and use them as metaphors for aspects of our own existence. Throughout the exhibition, the underlying message from the artists is a poetic call to action. A plea to join the conversation, to recognise the importance trees have in the ecosystem of our planet and to value their existence as being vital to our own.
Branching Out Poetry with Lizz Murphy | 10:30am-4pm Saturday, 15 October
Sun Printing and Embroidery with Josie Cosgrove | 10am-3pm Saturdays, 5 & 12 November
Image: Wendy Dodd, Magic Mycelium, image courtesy of the artist
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| Beverly Moxon Gathering Moss Series, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Beverly Moxon Gathering Moss Series, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Beverly Moxon Gathering Moss Series, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
| Beverly Moxon Gathering Moss Series, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Beverly Moxon Gathering Moss Series, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
Artist: Beverly Moxon
Artworks: Gathering Moss Series
Title: Reflections Poet: Beverly Moxon
Poem:
Stillness in the forest as dusk falls
Reflections reveal and then conceal
Memories awaken, stories retold
Mossy circles, green and soft
Magic carpets
A portal to another time.
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| Josie Cosgrove, Deep Blue Eyes, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
Artist: Josie Cosgrove Artworks: Deep Blue Eyes
My mother-in-law Tonia lost her husband John a few years ago. They had a love that was deep and strong, and I was reminded of their connection when reading the romantic poem by Banjo Paterson, As Long As Your Eyes Are Blue.
Poet: A B Banjo Paterson
Title: As Long as your Eyes are Blue
Poem:
Wilt thou love me, sweet, when my hair is grey And my cheeks shall have lost their hue?
When the charms of youth shall have passed away, Will your love as of old prove true?
For the looks may change, and the heart may range, And the love be no longer fond;
Wilt thou love with truth in the years of youth
And away to the years beyond?
Oh, I love you, sweet, for your locks of brown And the blush on your cheek that lies –
But I love you most for the kindly heart
That I see in your sweet blue eyes.
For the eyes are signs of the soul within,
Of the heart that is leal and true,
And mine own sweetheart, I shall love you still, Just as long as your eyes are blue.
For the locks may bleach, and the cheeks of peach May be reft of their golden hue;
But mine own sweetheart, I shall love you still, Just as long as your eyes are blue.
A Networks Australia members group exhibition.
A Networks Australia members group exhibition.
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| Networks Australia members, ACT poets and Grenfell poets Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Lizz Murphy, Poet, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Sarah St Vincent Welch, Poet, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Deborah Faeyrglenn, Networks Artist, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Christine Appleby and Monique van Nieuwland, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Grenfell Poet, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Grenfell Poet, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Bev Moxon, Gathering Moss, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Bev Moxon, Gathering Moss, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Dotti Le Sage, Frozen Garden with scapulae Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Sharon Peoples, Maidenhair shovel and Maidenhair trowel Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Monique van Nieuwland, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Josie Cosgrove, Deep Blue Eyes, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Rozalie Sherwood, Cry for Peace, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Gail Nichols, La Nina Deluge, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Angela Coleman, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Ann McMahon, Photographer Fiona Bowring |
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| Photographer Fiona Bowring |
Passages and Portals
Networks Australia is a group of practising visual artists, living and working in Australia. We work in all mediums including textiles, sculpture, photography, painting and drawing.
Our exhibition titled ‘Passages and Portals’ consists of artworks inspired by Australian poetry. Poems are often passages and portals, offering new ways of seeing our natural surroundings and life experiences. In this exhibition, each artist has interpreted an Australian poem visually.
The Networks artists have invited a group of local Grenfell poets to include their own poetry in the exhibition, addressing the themes of Passages and Portals. These poems will be displayed among the artworks in the gallery.
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Family Portrait 2021, Fiona Bowring |
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| Rozalie Sherwood, Spring, 6.5cm x 6 cm Linen, ink, thread, beads, acrylic sheet, free machine embroidery Photographer Fiona Bowring-Greer |
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| Namadgi National Park. Photo Valerie Kirk |
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| Namadgi National Park. Photo Valerie Kirk |
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| Valerie Kirk, Photo Harriet Schwartzrock |
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| Artwork by Valerie Kirk, photo Valerie Kirk |
Valerie Kirk
During the 3 week residency period at Namadgi National Park I stayed at Gudgenby Ready Cut cottage in the south of the park with fellow Artist in Residence, Harriet Shwartzrock. My project was to focus on the rocks and plants to think about time, impermanence, living in the present and being mindful of the past and future.
Looking at the rock outcrops and giant tors, which are a significant geological feature in the landscape, I was in awe of the solid forms and their history through millions of years past. Although often large and formidable in weight, they have been changed over time by the elements – rain, frost, fire and floods. I also looked at the plants as I walked noticing their forms and stage of going to seed in autumn and thought about how later this year they will flower again, a short cycle of growth and renewal.
During the residency I studied the granite rocks and plants, documenting the impact of fires, rain and climate change through expressive drawing and weaving “en plein air”. Aspects I considered are: micro/macro, broad scale and focussed viewpoint, gesture, mark and texture. How to evoke concepts of time, change, urgency, devastation, impact and generate future forward thinking – renewal, care, paying attention to Earth? Further development of experimental and creative work will allow me to reflect on ideas and generate a new resolved body of work for exhibition at Craft ACT in 2022.