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Kath Fries, Murray's cottage spring evening, 2013 |
I'm lucky to be the current artist-in-residence at Murray's cottage in Hill End NSW, previously home to the prominent Australian painter Donald Friend (1947-1957) and Donald Friend (1947-1980s).
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Kath Fries, Murray's cottage back garden, 2013 |
There is an amazing profusion of prunus (stone fruit) blossom in Hill End at this time of year. Petals drift on the wind and carpet the lawn, sprinkle across tabletops and become haphazardly pressed between book pages.
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Kath Fries, Hill End Prunus blossom, 2013 |
The steady humming of honey bees is almost deafening when you stand under these blossom trees. Marking a stark contrast to the rapid decline of honeybee populations elsewhere in the world.
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Kath Fries, Hill End honeybee and blossom, 2013 |
I’ve been repeatedly using beeswax in my artwork this year, exploring its physical materiality and as a reference to the alarming global honeybee colony collapse disorder. A box of beeswax sheets came to Hill End with me, along with other odd materials and studio supplies. Although I wanted to continue working with beeswax, I wasn’t quite sure how it would meld with my immediate experiences of time and place here.
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Kath Fries, Blossom petals in a spiderweb, 2013 |
The other day I left a sheet of beeswax on the outside stone table for just a few minutes, when I returned tiny blossom petals were scattered across it – and I began to wonder how I could hold onto this delicate impermanence. The heat of the spring sunshine softened the wax a little, so I could carefully press and bruise each petal into the honeycomb hexagonally patterned surface. Over the course of the day each petal dried out, forming a taut micro drum skin across the raised beeswax.
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Kath Fries, Blossom petals pressed onto beeswax sheet, 2013 |
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Kath Fries, Blossom petals pressed onto beeswax sheet, 2013 |
Annual hanami parties in Japan, celebrate the cherry blossom season and have been going on for over a thousand years. The
cherry blossom has many culturally symbolic interpretations in Japan and this beautiful
brief seasonal spectacle is featured extensively in artwork and poetry. The ephemeral
nature of the blossoms speaks of the passage of time and impending loss. According
to Japanese Buddhist tradition, the breathtaking but brief beauty of the
blossoms symbolises the transient nature of life.
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Kath Fries, Blossom petals pressed onto beeswax sheet in tree branches, 2013 |
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Kath Fries, Blossom petals pressed onto beeswax sheet in tree branches, 2013 |
Many of the heritage buildings in Hill End date from the 1870's gold rush, when this town was prosperous and densely populated. Today the wattle and daub cottages contain a palpable sense of history and remain intact due to seemingly temporary make-do-and-mend sporadic maintenance efforts. Low ceilings are bowing, stained from leaks and heavy rain, and corner cracks are stuffed with newspaper or whatever comes to hand.
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Kath Fries, Blossom petal carpet, 2013 |
The old shed at the end of Murrays cottage’s back garden is a fantastical construction of random left over pieces, brick on one side and slab (wooden palings and pieces of metal sheeting) on the others - with a padlocked door and entire wall missing behind. Numerous holes from long lost nails and burrowing insects allow the sunlight to filter though.
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Kath Fries, Murray's shed, 2013 |
I whimsically began placing a blossom in each of these holes. The small punctures in the metal reminded me of Ned Kelly's shot through armour, the holes became wounds and the flowers symbolising healing or memorial.
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Kath Fries, Blossoming shed, 2013 |
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Kath Fries, Blossoming shed, 2013 |
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Kath Fries, Blossoming shed, 2013 |
Next to the old shed is an open rusty metal cube, once minimalist
and functional, now decrepit and dilapidated. Like the shed, the cube is pieced
by holes allowing light inside and creating an intriguing surface and sense of permeability.
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Kath Fries, Rusted cube, 2013 |
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Kath Fries, Rust and petals, 2013 |
Marking this liminal boundary between the external and internal, I pressed some of the blossom petals through the rusted holes, as though patching them up or marking a point of transience.
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Kath Fries, Rust and petals, 2013 |
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Kath Fries, Rust and petals, 2013 |
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Kath Fries, Rust and petals, 2013 |
My experiences of time and space at Hill End are specific - and although there seems to be plenty of both - I am awakened to my limited visit here, as now that my first week has passed, trees that we blossoming when I arrived have now lost all their flowers to the hot dry wind, and trees that appeared stark and almost dead then are now bursting out in buds.
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Kath Fries, Rust and petals, 2013 |
I would like to thank Hill End artist-in-residence program www.hillendart.com.au, Bathurst
Regional Art Gallery (BRAG) www.bathurstart.com.au
and National Parks, for the opportunity to spend four weeks at Murray's
cottage.
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Hill End Open Studio Day, Sunday 22 September 2013 |