In the Flat Fields
Damian Dillon, Mike Roddy & Philip Wilson
In the Flatfield' presents a spiritually claustraphophic landscape where a sense of emptiness/loneliness prevails.
The title is a coy reference to the band Bauhaus, an 80's aesthetic which has an influence on all 3 artists.
In Mike Roddy's paintings mythical fears distort the landscape,there is a game going on here similar to the shadow sculptures of Tim Noble and Sue Webster. What is presented originally has been carved away to suggest another more sinister image, impossible to shake once the mind picks up on it.
Philip Wilson's Photomedia work Nako/Soto(inside/outside)looks at tensions underpinning the dissonance between ideas of home and the world outside of it. Naka and Soto while seemingly banal terms,act as inclusive metaphors for themes of cleanliness and dirt,order and chaos,safety and danger,belonging and exclusion,and intimacy and anonymity.
Damian Dillon's photomedia series 'airport 1' supports a unified theme that is twofold. 1 images(and ideas and ideals)are static,superficial,and unachievable and are to be doubted;and,2. reality is a process of imagination and material creation and revision. Dllon's subject is the range of relationships between illusion and reality.
Image above: Philip Wilson
Green Kirsten Farrell (Canb)
I like green, but it’s a guilty pleasure these days. Canberra in the springtime: obscene pleasure in new deciduous growth inside, brown, brown, brown outside. This is what made me begin to do some green paintings. Here are some other things:
Rottweilers-they’re the kind that look good in green, right?
Overheard at the Queanbeyan Memorial Swimming Pool, November 2006
We all have the right to a green front lawn.
Palerang Shire resident, talkback radio on first water restrictions of the season
It’s also strange and interesting to me that there is no green in the painting, since I also think of green (territorial beastie that I am) as “mine”.
Letter from MW, San Francisco, July 2006
Green is a colour.
When you fly above Australia or look at any old map of a town or city, it is easy to see the random geometry of green. The parks and green spaces are the leftover bits, the functional rectangles of brown farms dictate the shapes of state forests, national parks. I think the randomness of the shapes is beautiful, but they also depict the idea that land is considered something that can be contained. I’m not sure how I feel about this.