Don McCullis


Finding the most bizarre collection of tv shows aired here in Sydney a gem of a surprise was portrayed in an interview with Michael Parkinson who spoke with awe and honesty to Mr Don McCullin.
For a quietly spoken man, his ability to capture an audience is impressive, through words but more strikingly through his photographs. A humble man whose story is mainly conveyed through images from many wars over many decades in many parts of the world. He has a natural touch with the camera and often went out of his way to connect with people even if his life was at risk. He describes it almost as a duty rather than a job or a choice. Being present during such horrific incidences he finds a type of truth to show to the world, one where sorrow is everpresent.


In his later years he says it is the landscape that he is drawn to. The following image he admired for quite sometime but needed a figure to pass to make it come alive for him. There was a comparison made between these chimneys and the ones at the concentration camps. Even after war, the daily toil and hardship of people is evident. He gives us a sense that war continues in a more internal manner.
This last image is one that I have been familiar with for years but never knew the background to the character or the capturer. MCullin chose to take pictures of homeless people and document them through the Sunday Times. He spoke with these people and built up some rapport out of a deepset curiosity. Many of these people suffered from mental illness and seemed as if they were discarded and forgotten about. Sadly he compares today's younger homeless community with what used to be people of an older age. He slowed down while he described this man, he almost spoke quietly. It was like he was honoured to find him. He said that he looked at him with the bluest eyes and he gazed back. He found beauty and awe in him and I am so grateful he shared it.




Melbourne Abbotsford Convent...and other visual delights







So these are some pics of recent trip to Melbourne. I would recommend a visit to the Abbotsford convent
http://www.abbotsfordconvent.com.au/calendar /
https://www.facebook.com/AbbotsfordConvent. 
Intriguing environs for artists studios plus nice foody place n hang out areas in the surrounding gardens. Loved the buildings and some of the artists work almost had a haunting feeling about it. Some random shop windows, graffiti and had some yummy cheap pizza and beer in Bimbos...loved their uncanny dolls hanging from the ceilings...http://www.bimbodeluxe.com.au/





I had the joy of having a visual date with Mr. Anish Kapoor...

I had the joy of having a visual date with Mr. Anish Kapoor... down by the harbour in Sydney I originally planned this occasion as a 'me' date on my birthday... having a drink in the Opera Bar with loads of buds and family ringing me kind of altered that plan So the day before this exhibition was about to end I ventured back down to this delightful spot and these are the notes I took...and the phone camera pics (pity about the quality) but for me the experience made up for them Ooh Mr. Anish, entering the first room in MCA there is a hollow sound!?! but people are in good form so its filled with a delightment "It's actually moving" someone says Yes this waxy monstrosity, sooo luxurious, almost visceral fills and empty room to magnificent levels A mini volcano? He shows how Time moves, slowly, slower than the eye can capture... Signs on the ground saying "Please do not touch" seem out if place As it feels like a welcoming place, open to all to all interpretations-oral, tactile...or so I would like to think Yum! It is like walking into a bakers studio "60 minutes to go around" says a kid "What's the point?" A man explains to his young child its just like candle wax Moving so slowly, but smoothly there is comfort in being so close to the big metal structure as it slips by elegantly A greenish tinge is evident on the metal - is this intentional to the complementary green to almost visually wimper in the presence of such an overwhelming red entity I almost want to eat it '20m, 25 tonnes of parrafin wax Void Sculptures explore negative space openings and cavities exploring what's known and what is seen...'