Eastern Suburbs Art Group

The get-together in Botany was a success with several people indicating interest in Esag activities, though one person (I don’t know who) left something of value (see pic below) under the dining table.  If this watch is yours I can meet you in the CBD this Thursday as I’ll be going there for a painting class Pamela Woods is holding at Pitt Street Mall. The class starts at midday and runs for an hour but it’s first-come-first-served so whoever is in the queue – I imagine – earliest will be able to paint.  Pamela’s ad says that she can be found near Zara in the Westfield complex.

a magical sky of storm clouds and sunshine. -------------------- Works combined here have been used with permission. Photo by Matthew da Silva. Poem is by (Twitter) @dullandwicked. If you’d like to submit a picture or a poem for use in this way, please feel free to get in touch.

We drove to Camperdown to visit Chrissie Cotter Gallery where Bernadette Smith (see right in pic) had her exhibition of photographs. In ‘Aqueous Moments’ Smith studies the ephemera of substance, having captured images of water moving over surfaces. Light, liquid and the transient richness of time. The show closes next Sunday at 4pm.  One hour parking is available in nearby streets if you want to take the car. Afterward we drove to Glebe to The Shop Gallery to see a pop-up group exhibition of the photos of Michael Shirley (middle in pic), and works by Hugh Wayland, Murrumbidgee Jones and Nell Smith. Shirley’s photos date from the late seventies with subjects selected from the urban landscape: a shopfront, a painted road surface, or an old-style wooden window filled with orange light.

I wandered thru America Trying to find a spirit Of someone called Liberty. Instead I found the tired, the weary, the poor. I travelled along the highway, Past the Rockies And along the Mississippi. Saw the hungry in Appalachia, the dying towns along the way. I spent the night in a shelter Somewhere in the Bowery. I found a man drowning His grief in a bottle, Victim of a safety net with too many holes. I walked thru the city Of brotherly love, I saw a ten year old Selling dime bags of crack, Waiting for his mother to come back. I walked thru the capital Of this country That I thought I knew. Saw the slums Obscuring the capital’s view, Felt the depression hanging in the air. I looked for only one Of a thousand points of light But it’s hard to see in the dead of night. I heard a child crying, Lost and confused, Frail and worn, Innocent and naïve, Abandoned and alone. Something within her stirred something within me. I held her close, I asked her name … “Liberty” was all I heard. ---------...

We were upstairs cataloguing the materials cache when an SMS came through from a new member who had come along a bit late and had then gone home. Apologies from this organiser, I regret not waiting downstairs a tad longer so that all comers could be accommodated (my doorbell is not working). Unfortunately Simon had to scoot off at 4.30 and we’d left the art supplies undocumented for too long so were upstairs busy attending to the list. See the menu at left on the website front page for the link to the list of things we’re giving away. It looks like "not much" when you see it in a cardboard box but there are a large number of things here, including paint brushes, cans of spray paint, and craft supplies. Next Sunday (21 August) we’re going to see an art show titled ‘Aqueous Moments’. It’s for Bernadette Smith and will be held at Chrissie Cotter Gallery, 31a Pidcock St, Camperdown. Gallery hours are 11am to 4pm but we’re meeting at the gallery at 1pm. Come along if you’re free t...

  I heard your voice calling out my name in the darkness of night but it was not me you were looking for I hid in the crevices of my cracked heart living hermit-like avoiding human contact I don't want to hurt anymore but why am I always reminded of you? -------------------- Works combined here have been used with permission. Untitled photo by Matthew da Silva. Poem is by Mamyaw (Twitter: @mommymyaw). If you’d like to submit a picture or a poem for use in this way, please feel free to get in touch.

Please feel free to invite friends to come along, Esag welcomes new members. The location is Botany on a quiet suburban street near public transport. Meeting time is 3pm. A list: Discuss Matthew’s paramontage ‘In’. This is a photographic print measuring 65.5cm by 55.5cm. Focus time on the cataloguing (we were busy talking previous week) for the materials cache which is upstairs in the studio ready to be classified and named so a list can be put on the website. Brainstorm ideas for art lessons. A masters graduate said he was busy with other things though wanted to be kept abreast of developments, but another artist is interested. Potential location for lessons is Block J Studio in Botany or Tiliqua Tiliqua in Enmore. Think about “Picture and poem” combos. So far two have gone on the website.  Discuss staging point for outing on 21st to see ‘Aqueous Moments’ an exhibition of works by Bernadette Smith held at Chrissie Cotter Gallery, 31a Pidcock St, Camperdown. Gallery hours are 11am ...