Today was the end of a week making images at Mittagong (in lieu of Sturt Summer School which I now rarely attend). Nicola and I have been coming to Mittagong every year since 2004 for summer school, and sometimes for winter school in July as well.
This covid-19 year has been quieter, and we have had to resort to take away from different places every night (usually we eat from the same pub which has a broad menu, but they are closed). That has added a tiny bit of admin to our week, but first world problems which we are able to handle.
Having spent the week making copies of / being inspired by Klee, Matisse and Wood, today I took all of the offcuts and glued them to pages. This afternoon I had made a truckload of collages – 17 in fact. All on A4 copy paper. Here they are.
I worked without editing, for several hours I was on the phone to my sister, then I watched a history of Broadway on SBS and finally i listened to an improv podcast. When a piece seemed “cooked” I just stopped gluing things on to the page.
The fun part was having photographed them and edited the frames of them, I went back and gave the ones which needed a little more that little more that they needed. sometimes just 1 or 2 pieces of paper, sometimes just a change of orientation or a name which gave context (e.g. one of them looked a little like an elephant, so I gave it the name Elephant’s Meditation. that wasn’t the cleverest. I will get around to adding the names to these images at some point. Meanwhile anyone who gets the original will get the name too.

A bird, A vase, A carafe of wine, A discussion 
In the room the women come and go, speaking of Michelangelo 
Can we not see the forest for these? 
Brendan’s Bossa Nova Brethren play the copa 
Pina Coladas on Thursday 
the vertebrae hold me together 
On a sultry Sunday evening in July Dracula returned to the castle 
Lounge room with a view 
Chelsea-by-sea 
Piano in the parlour 
Nude with Clown 
Babar reflected on how his life had changed since colonisation 
Conflicted 
Sailor’s Hornpipe 
Landscape with spots 

When Douglas built a castle in his mind’s eye it was never entirely finished 
CB, your next meeting is at 4 
Medea had never driven a train before 

This wicket was to make Winston’s career