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Showing posts with label Kaff-eine. Show all posts
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Sunday, April 12, 2015
Monday, October 27, 2014
Watching Kaff-Eine and Lucy-Lucy
Busy, focussed, cold (on account of Melburn's finest weather) and totally fucking hot (on account of their respective hotness).
Smart, engaging and approachable. They are so different yet complementary. They move around a wall like two dish pigs in a busy kitchen. One up, one down, one over, one under. It is no surprise that Kaff-eine and Lucy-Lucy work. They just do. If you get a chance to watch them, it will be the story you tell your grandchildren, like the one my Da tells about that time he sat on the stage when Frank Sinatra sang.
Smart, engaging and approachable. They are so different yet complementary. They move around a wall like two dish pigs in a busy kitchen. One up, one down, one over, one under. It is no surprise that Kaff-eine and Lucy-Lucy work. They just do. If you get a chance to watch them, it will be the story you tell your grandchildren, like the one my Da tells about that time he sat on the stage when Frank Sinatra sang.
Monday, June 16, 2014
Faces
Facebook, face it, two faced, on the face of it, face facts. Faces matter. We read faces, make faces up, slap them. Pluck, shave and redesign them. And sometimes, we just draw them...
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Kaff Face |
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Talurk/Taylor White beautiful Face |
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Hare Face and ...?Yok face (someone help me out) |
Loads of new and wonderful Faces
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Alistair Moonie Face |
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S Face |
Saturday, November 9, 2013
White Gold
Taylor White (Taylurk) was with Kaff-eine at The
Bell Jar, in Collingwood, the day I met her. She had agreed to an interview and
I was running late. I got there and recognised her instantly as the person
responsible for the panels at JuddyRoller. It’s a strange
thing to say, but she looks like her work. And she has a presence
that slaps you in the face. I offered that she looks Leo Di Caprio. She laughed
and in a broad Southern accent that would make any Aussie swoon she replied
“I’ve been told James Dean or Lisa Marie”. She does indeed look like the love
child of Lisa Marie Presley and James Dean, with the unaffected cool of
Leo.
I was psyched to have the opportunity to meet the artist
responsible for the panels that launched a thousand 'likes'. The boys they
depict look like little Aussies, playing in the street in the 50's. Later we
hit Instagram and I locate my first photo of the panels, taken 114 weeks ago.
Taylor shows me an image of a young boy from the coal mines that had inspired
them, adding "it was my first ever piece of that scale". I called her
a “talented bastard” and she smiled knowingly.
Success comes to Taylor as it should. Taylor the
illustrator was a Dean’s List award winning student at the Savannah College of
Art and Design (SCAD). At 22 she headed for Oslo, Norway. She was
introduced to the lead art director at advertising agency TRY Reklamebrya, THE
agency in Norway. He offered her a freelance story board project and “when the
client was wildly impressed” she was taken on. In 2008 she became the
first in-house illustrator to be hired by any agency in Norway.
Taylor the painter emerged in Norway, when Australia's Elwin
Bradshaw encouraged her to paint. Taylor had a growing sense this was what she
really wanted to be doing and so she did. One time Neighbours actor, Bradshaw
had relocated to Norway and among many of his endeavors ran Pastillen Gallery
in Oslo. It was there that Taylor had her first solo exhibition 'Shortly Before
the End', an apt title as it coincided with a feeling that it was time to move
on.
The show was Taylor's first experiment with large scale works on panel. She built the panels herself, with Elwin's help, creating 20 pieces in 3 months. She describes the pieces as an eclectic and highly experimental body of work that process as her artistic awakening. Ironically, 'Shortly Before the End' marked the beginning of her exploration as a traditional painter.
Taylor enjoyed Norway but it “always felt like wearing
someone else's shoes; comfortable enough but never quite the right fit”. When
the opportunity arose to travel to Melbourne, Australia, she jumped at it.
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Disquiet - Image courtesy of the artist.
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The street artist Taylurk was born in Melbourne when Shaun
Hossack of Juddy Roller encouraged her to put her work on the street.
With street art, she loved that she had more freedom, that the work
“didn’t have to be perfect” and that she was not constricted by the
expectations of others. And so came more exhibitions, group and solo. She
offered that she prefers not to follow the traditional pathway of gallery
representation, but rather to freely place her work on any surface that would
allow for interesting creative exploration, and to gain visibility that way.
It would be convenient if I could leave you with the
impression of Taylor emerging from the gallery to the street however Taylor
explained "I would be as reluctant to confine my work to the streets as to
the four corners of a canvas". She enjoys the exploration of urban
surfaces and the possibility that "if I can master aerosol, I can paint
any image, on any surface".
Taylor intends to keep travelling but she remains passionately grounded in North Carolina. She speaks enthusiastically about her “deeply rooted heritage” and her father, grandfather and great grandfather's links to the coal industry. Unlike most people desperate to leave what she acknowledged was a “small town” suburban life, Taylor wants to stay. She raves about her hometown Raleigh, explaining that “in the past 5 years Raleigh has seen a cultural boom which makes it feel livable for the first time. There's so much potential for the city; the cultural scene is so young and ambitious, and it still retains a certain humility”. I googled and confirm that this is true.
Taylor’s plans for Raleigh are bold. She says “I have a
feeling there is a difference to be made to the creative culture there, and I
may or may not be the one to make that difference”. Given the success she has
had in the first 3 chapters of her career, I cannot see her being anything but
the creative driver. For the past year she has been building her studio,
in the corner of family land. This is to become her landing pad. I ask if
she will open a gallery space there and she says yes, maybe, one day. I joke
will she run a circus on the hundreds of acres surrounding her and she says
“actually, yeah, I have friends in the circus and …”. At first I think she is
joking but no.
Taylor is currently visiting Melbourne incidentally after
travelling to Adelaide after unanimously winning the Stupid Krap
Red Book Art Prize with her piece “Drifter”. On their website she is quoted
as describing her images as the depiction of androgynous human children,
conveying “an openness and a malleability that exists in us prior to
adulthood”.
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Drifter - image courtesy of the artist.
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This might offer an insight into why Taylor’s work looks like
her. More examples can be found on her website, Tumblr, Instagram, Facebook, behance, Just Another Agency, The
Loop, New
Hunting Ground , Flanders
Gallery in Raleigh etc etc. Seriously just google her She is an
artist who is androgynous and malleable. She feels deeply connected with her
heritage and the hometown of her youth. She is open to change and willing to be
taken in any direction. This makes her available to the type of serendipity
that leads to greatness. If this is Taylor White at 28, I cannot wait to see
her future.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Boneyard Repose
Would this interview be easier if I had no insider knowledge? Probably. I have been frozen by the irony of knowing the subject so well I can't tap into it. Kneading bread yesterday morning (incidentally a favourite staple of the Kaff diet) it finally came to me. I quickly wrapped up and rang the artist. She greeted me with a smile in her voice. She was happy and flustered. The battery on her crappy phone was running flat, her new one wasn't working (I suspect user error) and she was on her way to the gallery: "I'll call you when I am plugged in" she enthused, pleased to hear that I had finally thought of something to ask her.
So this is Kaffeine: She talks at pace with warm enthusiasm. She is fiercely smart, genuine, open to discourse and comfortable with duality. When you watch her work you think what she does must be easy. She can hammer out a masterpiece and you don't even notice because one moment she is looking at a blank piece of paper and the next she's making a coffee or rushing off to eat, justifying the urgency with: "I haven't eaten a thing since breakfast I am starving".
Kaffeine 'shot to fame' because she is a combination of driven and brilliant. For a visual account of her exponential rise go to any social forum: Flickr (my collection); Instagram, Dean Sunshine and Kaffeine's own wordpress site. There was a time you could Google her and my blog would fill the first 5 pages. Now it's the likes of Vandalog (!!!). She has recently joined the exceptional creative stable of Just Another Agency and holds a justified place among their artists (you can find her at signed and numbered too).
If you ask anyone who has known Kaffeine since childhood what they thought she would be, the answer would be a famous artist. From the art room of a crappy high school I recall an art teacher beaming as she held a student's work up to show her next class. It was Kaffeine. It blew our year 7 socks off that anyone could draw that well. So I am not surprised she is where she is today, only that it took this long. But then again, Kaffeine's meanderings through many and varied incarnations have probably rounded her for the better.
Enough of my postulations, I bring you my angle on the Kaffeine Boneyard interview ...(the interview eventuated the next morning- the phone issue remained unresolved)...
Q: What is your favourite piece?
A: (she laughs, pleased with the question) I reckon it’s gotta be the one called Cradle/Repose with the horse on it's back, it's feet in the air and little boy lying between the horses hind legs.
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Kaff-einated (between 2 sprucies) |
If you ask anyone who has known Kaffeine since childhood what they thought she would be, the answer would be a famous artist. From the art room of a crappy high school I recall an art teacher beaming as she held a student's work up to show her next class. It was Kaffeine. It blew our year 7 socks off that anyone could draw that well. So I am not surprised she is where she is today, only that it took this long. But then again, Kaffeine's meanderings through many and varied incarnations have probably rounded her for the better.
Enough of my postulations, I bring you my angle on the Kaffeine Boneyard interview ...(the interview eventuated the next morning- the phone issue remained unresolved)...
Q: What is your favourite piece?
A: (she laughs, pleased with the question) I reckon it’s gotta be the one called Cradle/Repose with the horse on it's back, it's feet in the air and little boy lying between the horses hind legs.
I was not at all surprised by this answer. Kaffeine has an affinity with animals that has also been part of her core since forever. She told me she likes this piece in particular because you can't really tell what is happening, whether the child is dead or alive. The horse is lying in a position, she explains, that is very hard for a horse to get into, on it's spine. The only sign of life is the boys hand touching the horse.
I offered to her that this is a nurturing piece, drawing in my mind an analogy with Kaff the child and her enduring relationship with animals. She didn't take my bait but offered that the piece was a surprise for her, she wasn't expecting to like it so much.
Kaff: What's your favourite piece?
Flasher: (shit, I didn't think she would ask me!!??) ....ummmm...I would have to say the woman with the gloves ???? (der Flash).
We talked some more about the pieces in Boneyard and I understood a little bit that her relationship with the work is the same one she extends to everyone. She is open to explore what she means, convey something that other's see differently, and expose vulnerability as the flipside of strength.
Image to follow (go see the show!) 8th - 30th November 153 Greville St, Prahran
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Poker Face
I traded in my bomb of a car last week. This has no relevance to street art at all but it does bear witness that I am able to pull a poker face. I think this has relevance to street art.
I thought I was onto something when I first started formulating this post. I had 'nailed it', this barely tangible idea about the inability to place something in the street, or indeed even photograph something in the street, without knowledge of a vast and very instantaneous audience. Like kids discovering their self-consciousness there is something deeply inhibiting, and therefore anti-creative, about that. As soon as you want to please that mass, you are trying to please the institution and that is the very thing street art is positioned against.
Back to the poker face. I did some reading and it turns out photography has always been there, being shaped by and shaping street art. I think the resounding difference between the photography of street art of yesteryear and the snaps of today is the speed of delivery and the breadth of audience.
With this breadth and speed of delivery how do the greats still manage to stand out? How do we universally hail to the legend of Ears, Reka, Vexta, Rone or Ghost Patrol? How do we universally, applaud emerging greats such as Precious Little, Kaff-Eine, Ruskidd or Nufevah?
I now have a better idea about how these greats stand out in an environment where thousands compete for recognition. Their talent is indisputable, but that is not unique as many non 'greats' have equal measures. But they also have a poker face. They have an indefinable ability to hold their own against a waive of media assaults. To grasp twitter, tumblr, flickr, facebook and to shake them until the ripe fruit falls from the trees. With a poker face, they get to do their work without bowing to the self consciousness of the social forum. Without allowing it to influence their intent, and thereby, allowing them to have a greater impact on the street.
Some unrelated images from my jaunts this week...
I thought I was onto something when I first started formulating this post. I had 'nailed it', this barely tangible idea about the inability to place something in the street, or indeed even photograph something in the street, without knowledge of a vast and very instantaneous audience. Like kids discovering their self-consciousness there is something deeply inhibiting, and therefore anti-creative, about that. As soon as you want to please that mass, you are trying to please the institution and that is the very thing street art is positioned against.
Back to the poker face. I did some reading and it turns out photography has always been there, being shaped by and shaping street art. I think the resounding difference between the photography of street art of yesteryear and the snaps of today is the speed of delivery and the breadth of audience.
With this breadth and speed of delivery how do the greats still manage to stand out? How do we universally hail to the legend of Ears, Reka, Vexta, Rone or Ghost Patrol? How do we universally, applaud emerging greats such as Precious Little, Kaff-Eine, Ruskidd or Nufevah?
I now have a better idea about how these greats stand out in an environment where thousands compete for recognition. Their talent is indisputable, but that is not unique as many non 'greats' have equal measures. But they also have a poker face. They have an indefinable ability to hold their own against a waive of media assaults. To grasp twitter, tumblr, flickr, facebook and to shake them until the ripe fruit falls from the trees. With a poker face, they get to do their work without bowing to the self consciousness of the social forum. Without allowing it to influence their intent, and thereby, allowing them to have a greater impact on the street.
Some unrelated images from my jaunts this week...
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