Stories clouds tell uses clouds as a metaphor for the things we can’t capture and control – not just the natural environment, but also aspects of our internal environment. Lay on the grass and watch the clouds swirl overhead and we soon make up stories about what they are and what they’re doing. We project our own turmoil onto theirs.
In this exhibition at Tweed Regional Gallery, Murwillumbah, NSW, Australia I’m showing eight sculptures of various sizes, from domestic to ‘public art’ scale. Some are quirky, others more classical. There are two Carrara marble works (including Billow, which won an award in the Border Art Prize 2012) and the rest are in pigmented epoxy resin.
They’re very caress-friendly, so it’s a shame to see the DO NOT TOUCH signs. Touch away – I won’t tell.