Saturday, March 3, 2012

The end of the world



I only realised after the quilt was finished the the N was the wrong way around after a friend pointed it out to me. How did I miss it?

Friday, March 2, 2012

Barbeque # 6, Cures for nostalgia


So here are a few pages from Barbeque #6, a fanzine by  MEME arte contemporanea, a gallery in Cagliari, Sardinia. Every issue is done by  a different artist. I did the sixth issue which was launched with the exhibition Un infuso per guarire by Laura Fonsa. Infuso per guarire translates into Infusion for curing. I made a book which included three of my favourite South African recipes as a cure for nostalgia. The work is actually super nostalgic and simple and perhaps a little bit too sentimental, but I like it. I  also like the possibility that these recipes could now be made in Sardinia.




Monday, February 6, 2012

Friends: Carlo Spiga





On Friday 4 February  I took a walk with Carlo Spiga while he was doing his performance Biaxi which was part of the Holiday Island exhibition  held in Berlin. The performance consisted of him walking through the streets of Berlin dressed like a ceremonial bull of  Sardinia, pulling a little cart with a speaker that plays traditional Sardinian music. Every now and then it is interrupted by making an announcement in German about the exhibition.  Biaxi is an old Sardinian word that basically means "to travel with baggage/ with a load". What I loved was how this action of just walking with the music through the city became naturally inter-weaved with the noise and hustle of the city and its people.   Read more about Carlo's work on his blog. Watch a little clip of the performance below.  The video was taken by Danielle Murtas and edited by Carlo. 



Biaxi 04/02/2012 - Berlin 

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Holiday Sardine


I took a much needed break in December, returning home to  South Africa. It involved staying with my family at the beach, seeing old friends and doing a little as possible. The only thing I did was this tiny little painting for my mother.