Memories, past.

Traces [2]

A Quiet Place by the Sea

Traces

Ghosts roam this city

Forever leaving traces behind

Pieces of their lives

Yet we never know

Who they belong to

Why they left them

What they meant.

They are forever anonymous.

The Biennale of Sydney, 2010.

European Masters: Städel Museum 19th-20th Century, National Gallery of Victoria

Again, yet another amazing showcase of Art at the National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne.

Not my favourite collection of works, but nonetheless I appreciated it.

Max Beckmann's works were incredible. A whole room dedicated to the artist was a top curatorial decision.

It still astounds me, however, that people will stand in front of an artwork for 15 minutes just because it's Renoir or Picasso and they seem to think that spending that amount of time will help them better grasp what the artist is communicating. Essentially they dislike the work. How odd.

Coffee + Food + Art

Song to the Siren

Long afloat on shipless oceans

I did all my best to smile

'Till your singing eyes and fingers

Drew me loving to your isle.

And you sang

Sail to me

Sail to me

Let me enfold you.

Here I am,

Here I am.

Waiting to hold you.

I'm as puzzled as the new born child

I'm as troubled as the tide

Should I stand amid the breakers?

Or should I lie with death my bride?

Here me sing

Swim to me.

Swim to me

Let me enfold you

Here I am.

Here I am.

Waiting to hold you.

Candy

At the Dead of Night.

© Alyson Hewett 2008-2010

Browsing Finds...

Image 1 & 2: Daniel Gebhart de Koekkoek

Image 3 & 4: Greg Girard

These images are really beautiful. Colour, life, movement, passion.

Mark Rothko

Silence is so accurate

-Mark Rothko.

D.r.a.w.i.n.g.

Showbiz

Controlling my feelings for too long
Controlling my feelings for too long
Controlling my feelings for too long
Controlling my feelings for too long
Forcing our darkest souls to unfold
And forcing our darkest souls to unfold
And pushing us into self destruction
Pushing us into self destruction

They make me
Make me dream your dreams
They make me
Make me scream your screams

Trying to please you for too long
Trying to please you for too long
In visions of greed you wallow
Visions of Greed you wallow
Visions of Greed you wallow
Visions of Greed you wallow
They make me
Make me dream your dreams
They make me
Make me scream your screams

Controlling my feelings for too long
Controlling my feelings for too long
And forcing out darkest souls to unfold
And forcing out darkest souls to unfold
And pushing us into self destruction
And pushing us into self destruction

They make me
Make me dream your dreams
They make me
Make me scream your screams

Showbiz - MUSE

Banksy

"I'm going to speak my mind, so this won't take very long.

Despite what they say graffiti is not the lowest form of art. Although you might have to creep about at night and lie to your mum it's actually one of the more honest art forms available. There is no elitism or hype, it exhibits on the best walls a town has to offer and nobody is put off by the price of admission.

A wall has always been the best place to publish your work.

The people who run our cities don't understand graffiti because they think nothing has the right to exist unless it makes a profit, which makes their opinion worthless.

They say graffiti frightens people and is symbolic of the decline in society, but graffiti is only dangerous in the mind of three types of people; politicians, advertising executives and graffiti writers.

The people who truly deface our neighbourhoods are the companies that scrawl giant slogans across buildings and buses trying to make us feel inadequate unless we buy their stuff. They expect to be able to shout their message in your face from every available surface but you're never allowed to answer back. Well, they started the fight and the wall is the weapon of choice to hit them back.

Some people become cops because they want to make the world a better place. Some people become vandals because they want to make the world a better looking place."

- Bansky, Wall and Piece.

In Visions of Greed You Wallow

© Alyson Hewett

Exit [?]

© Alyson Hewett 2010

Tainted Melbourne Love Affair

© Alyson Hewett 2009-2010