Sky Light Mind
Tolarno Galleries, Melbourne, Australia
10Nov–15Dec 2018
Untitled (primordial soup) 2018
Glaze, slip, enamel, bog, stoneware, raku, formply, steel and wheels
126 x 72 x 72 cm
Untitled (vortex echo chamber), 2017
Oil on linen
150 x 102 cm
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Untitled (irregular nebular), 2017–2018
Oil on linen
150 x 102 cm
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Untitled (fade away and radiate), 2017–2018
Oil on linen
150 x 102 cm
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Untitled (cortex whistle hole), 2017–2018
Oil on linen
150 x 102 cm
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Untitled (open fields of vision), 2017–2018
Oil on linen
150 x 102 cm
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Brendan Huntley ‘Untitled (safety net, security blanket)’ 2017
Oil on linen
150 x 102 cm
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Brendan Huntley ‘Untitled (womb to move)’ 2017–2018
Oil on linen
150 x 102 cm
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Brendan Huntley ‘Untitled (schism bay)’ 2017
Oil on linen
150 x 102 cm
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Untitled (natural spring) 2016–2018
Glaze, slip, bog, terracotta, stoneware and white raku,
formply, steel and wheels
131 x 40 x 40 cm
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Untitled (self-centre, middle-ground) 2018
Glaze, slip, enamel, bog, stoneware and raku,
formply, steel and wheels
90 x 43 x 43 cm
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Untitled (feel free to move around) 2016–2018
Glaze, slip, enamel, bog, terracotta, stoneware and raku,
formply, steel and wheels
91 x 46 x 46 cm
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Untitled (everything under the sun) 2016–2018
Glaze, slip, enamel, bog, stoneware, terracotta and raku,
formply, steel and wheels
117 x 65 x 65 cm
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Untitled (in an ideal world) 2016–2018
Glaze, slip, enamel, bog, terracotta, stoneware and white raku,
formply, steel and wheels
93 x 54 x 54 cm
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Untitled (cross stitch/deep breath)
2016–2018
Glaze, slip, enamel, bog, raku,
stoneware and white raku, formply, steel and wheels
122 x 60 x 60 cm
Sky Light Mind//Danae Valenza
Retinal recognition uses the unique map of blood vessels on a person’s retina for
identification. Just as a fingerprint, these lines of our bodies stretch like contours
on a topographic map. Worn tattoos harbouring biometric records of what we
have seen and touched.
Mike May, had been blind since he was 3 years old. A stem cell transplant slowly
helped regain his sight (FNOTE):
“Colours, shape and movement for me are the best indicators of what is what.“
Colour is a frequency mixed into an optical pulse.
Green 526–606 THz
Blue: 606–668 THz
Red : 400–484 THz
Bright red rushes fill an eye with vision. Muscles pull open a lid. A swish of blood,
the iris sucks in.
Cities are where a Lefebvric beat (FNOTE) bounces from buildings to beach.
Everyday movements of water can determine the landscape’s cadence. An
inevitable “dance to this fundamental, cyclical but complex rhythm” (FNOTE)
The tide ebbs. The moon sucks in. Person and place overlap at some unknowable
location then syncopation resumes.
“I was at the falls above Fallen Leaf Lake near Tahoe. I love the sounds and the
power of pounding water, whether it is the waves or a waterfall.”
Looking down from an empty bridge, eyes and water rhyme. White specks hit the
cornea on the coast of California. Beams change speed, the way sound does. Joni
(Mitchell) sings ~ 606–668 THz, “You can make it through these waves”.
“When I was ready, I opened my eyes. There were all these white dots, so very many
white dots. When I looked through the binoculars, there were so many white dots I
couldn't possibly count them. “
Frequencies pushing into a body, through an eye, become physical
manifestations. An ocular shaped vessel, refracting, contorting through high and
low tides of the lens. The iris, a collage of angular, coloured fragments.
The canvas is long-sighted and flat. The sculpture, short sighted and round.
Fingers follow grey rocky slits to their peak. Energy streams through limbs. 37.9
degrees Celsius. Then into a 400–484 THz fire in Frankston. Glass prisms flit on
the broken crest of ripples. A soft form breathes out moisture and turns to tawny
gripped earthenware.
“She asked if I could tell what colour her eyes were and I said only up close... This
was a very intimate experience and I can't fathom how sighted people go around
seeing each other's eyes without being flustered too.”
Retinal recognition uses the unique map of blood vessels on a person’s retina for
identification. Just as a fingerprint, these lines of our bodies stretch like contours
on a topographic map. Worn tattoos harbouring biometric records of what we
have seen and touched.
Mike May, had been blind since he was 3 years old. A stem cell transplant slowly
helped regain his sight (FNOTE):
“Colours, shape and movement for me are the best indicators of what is what.“
Colour is a frequency mixed into an optical pulse.
Green 526–606 THz
Blue: 606–668 THz
Red : 400–484 THz
Bright red rushes fill an eye with vision. Muscles pull open a lid. A swish of blood,
the iris sucks in.
Cities are where a Lefebvric beat (FNOTE) bounces from buildings to beach.
Everyday movements of water can determine the landscape’s cadence. An
inevitable “dance to this fundamental, cyclical but complex rhythm” (FNOTE)
The tide ebbs. The moon sucks in. Person and place overlap at some unknowable
location then syncopation resumes.
“I was at the falls above Fallen Leaf Lake near Tahoe. I love the sounds and the
power of pounding water, whether it is the waves or a waterfall.”
Looking down from an empty bridge, eyes and water rhyme. White specks hit the
cornea on the coast of California. Beams change speed, the way sound does. Joni
(Mitchell) sings ~ 606–668 THz, “You can make it through these waves”.
“When I was ready, I opened my eyes. There were all these white dots, so very many
white dots. When I looked through the binoculars, there were so many white dots I
couldn't possibly count them. “
Frequencies pushing into a body, through an eye, become physical
manifestations. An ocular shaped vessel, refracting, contorting through high and
low tides of the lens. The iris, a collage of angular, coloured fragments.
The canvas is long-sighted and flat. The sculpture, short sighted and round.
Fingers follow grey rocky slits to their peak. Energy streams through limbs. 37.9
degrees Celsius. Then into a 400–484 THz fire in Frankston. Glass prisms flit on
the broken crest of ripples. A soft form breathes out moisture and turns to tawny
gripped earthenware.
“She asked if I could tell what colour her eyes were and I said only up close... This
was a very intimate experience and I can't fathom how sighted people go around
seeing each other's eyes without being flustered too.”
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