Satellite – Pylons- Bog- Time- Space- Comfort- Help
During my stay at Belmont Mills I spent a lot of time walking on the vast expanse of the Boora boglands. It is possible to walk for hours in this immense black landscape without seeing another person or much sign of human intervention except the rusty tracks of the bog rail that stretch off into the distance.
What struck me most about the Belmont Mills residency was the abundance of space available; my beautiful studio and apartment, and the open countryside which greeted me each morning as I stepped out onto the balcony.
Out on the flatlands, in the absence of any other manmade obstructions, utilitarian structures such as pylons, telegraph poles and aerial masts become prominent features.
It was to the physicality of these features that I became interested, to a certain aesthetic quality of their construction and their rhythmic intrusion on the flat horizon.
Without the daily influence of the Internet and other media, it was interesting to reflect on the magnanimous effects of new technology on our lives. I would like to thank both Heera and Ramini for all I learnt from them about Satellite technology and the secret lives of pylons.
I wanted to capture the effervescent colours that shimmer on the present moment, the layers of knowledge, experience and energy that go into making our reality. The bogland is a good place from which to view satellites as they past over in the night sky. Below this I was drawn to the deep strangeness and dense blackness of the bog. This strange matter made up of so much time. In parallel to the sawing, sanding and building that went into the wooden structures I began trying to reproduce the feeling of the bog through paintings with bitumen and chrome on paper.