Dear Prudence.

Posted in art, art melbourne, culture, indie, lomo, lomography, love, melbourne, photography, Uncategorized by tarantulatrash on May 26, 2010

I know I’ve been a bad blogger!!!!! I won’t be from now on!! It’s been what, a week?

20 days!!!


Posted in art, art melbourne, culture, life, lomo, lomography, photography, Uncategorized, vintage by tarantulatrash on May 15, 2010

I am having an exhibition in July 🙂  It is being held at a gorgeous vintage store/gallery space on Sturt street, Ballarat, Dear Prudence Vintage, and will run for a month.

I have a 2X2 metre white wall space,  a bench and if I need it, a 1X2 black piece of wall/board. The next couple of weeks are going to be spent scrapping idea after idea until I can appease my perfectionist self.

To call it art?

Posted in art, art melbourne, culture, humour, life, melbourne, Uncategorized, writing by tarantulatrash on March 16, 2010

This is an old blog, from another blog, I am about to reblog.

Whilst in my second year at uni, I began to unintentionally collect a barrage of metcards in the bottom of my bag. A daily part of metropolitan life, these little cards of annoyance are generally always either left on the train, or expire 3 minutes earlier than required to get through the automatic gates. The only thing that metcards are in fact good at, is being drawn on in a shitty fashion with ballpoint pen whilst waiting for public transport. Over time I have accumulated quite a few which have been drawn on by friends, strangers and of course, Chopper Read.

At an exhibition opening in Collingwood, (or was it Richmond?) after sipping on free beer, making my humble judgement on the work displayed, and making semi-intellectual conversation with artistic types, I elegantly ran to the nearest pub to urgently go to the toilet. On my way back, with two friends accompanying me, I saw who else, but Chopper Read standing hunched over a painting on the ground, which he was splaying paint on out of a squeezy bottle in the manner in which I would put tomato sauce on my chips. Not being one to miss an excellent opportunity to cavort with earless criminals, I allowed myself to be convinced to tap on the window. The result?

My own piece of Chopper paraphernalia, and an exquisite art piece in itself. Perhaps I should switch to using squeezy bottles?

Bolts, Chimes & Electric Hummingbirds.

Posted in art, culture, dark art, paris, photography, Uncategorized by tarantulatrash on March 15, 2010

While in Paris in early December last year, I had the privilege of meeting a wonderful guy named Bastien, who very kindly showed a fellow traveller Lee and I around the oddities of Montmarte we surely wouldn’t have discovered alone. Bastien took us to see one of his exhibitions at “Le Cabinet des Curieux“, and I instantly fell in love with his dark, intriguing, simply beautiful pieces. You can find his work at his website, but I thought I would share a few of my favourites.

If you’re in Paris, go see this, but don’t tell me how good it is because I’d be ridiculously envious.