My latest Photograph and entry into the Taranaki Arts Trail Exhibition 2016.
Titled “The rejection of sleeping Ariadne”.
A 3rd century BC Roman copy of an ancient Greek sculpture of Ariadne.
Ariadne awoke from her peaceful slumber to find herself abandoned and rejected by her lover, Theseus, according to Greek mythology. This sculpture captures her final moment of peace before she wakes and realises the devastating betrayal that has occurred.
She is left to dream alone…rejected then by her lover and now, it also appears, the public.
This old original dairy factory in the back roads of South Taranaki is someone’s home. I know because..
- There is a sky TV satellite disk installed.
- There are pots and a car parked around the other side.
I like it because it reminds me of buildings in Italy and France (without the fancy balustrades of course). This photograph below – being from Nice in France.
I also like the dairy factory for the same reasons – its aged patina, its wooden shutters and its pastel hues. It seems so out of kilter in a country town full of dairy factories and farm buildings that are practical and functional and made of simple wood and brick and that are definitely not pink. I always wonder about who built it this way and why?
I have finally got some Italy pictures ready for framing.Every image I choose for framing bring back very happy memories.
The gallery is nearly ready to open. Wallpaper is going up today, new images are prepared, framed and stored, invitations to the “opening” have been sent…it is a very exciting time for Black Box Art Studio & Gallery. I hope to have some photo’s soon…
Pink is Nice. Or rather… Nice is pink. Nice, France… that is. Lots of lovely faded pink buildings. And pale blue and pale green and pale yellow…One can’t help but smile at these gorgeous old buildings in such wonderful summer/beach colours. So pretty and so much faded, past it’s best, glamour. The wonderfully ornate architecture, gorgeous shutters and delicate wrought iron everywhere in the most pretty faded pastel palettes. I never tired of these grand old ladies.