Closing Week

Alas!  We’re heading into the last week of the show.  Come in and see it if you haven’t yet made it, or come to the closing event next Saturday from 3pm.

Viewer of the week: Anastasia Klose.  I didn’t recognise her until afterwards which is probably good because I’d have been a bumbling idiot otherwise.  I first read about her work in Art World and was blown away by her low budget excellence.

The Apocalypse

I’ve been feeling increasingly out of it of late.  I blame it on the air conditioning.  Which I am very happy about having but seems to put me in a controlled state.  It’s like Xanax.  Mood, me?  Huh?  What?  Something like that.

Maybe too it’s a conversation I had with a viewer the other day about the plight of humanity.  After a long and in depth postulation on our possible salvation as a species we ultimately decided that there had to be some catastrophic event to severely reduce the population of earth and give humanity a fresh start.  My thoughts wandered to Dr Strangelove, then to water flouridation, then to Oscar’s Party Emporium, then back to the apocalypse.  After the (reminiscent of a 3am after four bottles of red) discussion I couldn’t help but imagine what kind of catastrophic event this catastrophic event would be.

Was it going to be mother nature punishing us for our destructive ways?

Was this man a Mormon?

Is Skynet real? Or the Matrix?  Or whatever happened in Wall-E?

Maybe it wasn’t  prediction, but a warning?

Come to think of it, he might have been wearing one leather glove on his right hand…

We’re all gonna die!!!

Either way, it’s viewer of the week material. See, I did have a point after all.

There will be blog

Well I have to say I’m new to this, occasionally I let the inner moron out on facebook which more often than not leaves my friends confused and angry.  My problem is that I try to be too funny, when I’m really not, and out of place obscure cult comedy quotes usually fall on deaf ears and leave people with the impression that I really do think that ‘I am all that is man’.  I’ll put it down to tone, you really can’t get away with sarcasm in written text, especially when everyone else is being so nice all the time.

I’ll resist the urge to make an idiot of myself this time, assuming I haven’t already, and get to the point.

The exhibition!

For the first few days there were only a handful of bewildered visitors, with most of them asking me; what do you sell here?  They thought it was one of those ridiculous shops with only a handful of obtuse and overpriced items, you know, those clothing stores with one sock nailed to the wall next to singlet on a plinth.  The quick addition of a sign gaffed to the door changed things.  It’s pretty hard to get confused when there’s bold text saying ART EXHIBITION, FREE ENTRY.  So after that I had a flood of viewers, on Saturday there were over 80 visitors, Yalley Fiesta helped a lot there I think.

The response from the viewers has been excellent, it’s been great to mind the space so I actually get to hear about it when people like the work.  I always assumed that gallery staff were compulsive liars.  That and I get to point out works that aren’t getting as much loving as I think they deserve.  But all in all the show has been well received, a lot of people have said that they can identify with the work, which is all I really want to hear.

Since I’m sitting in here for the duration of the show, I’m going to elect a ‘Viewer of the Week’ each week to let you in on my life inside the fish bowl.

Viewer Of The Week – Week One:  This would have to go to the guy who came in three times and decided to give me a $5 tip for my efforts.  Thanks for lunch buddy!  And let that be a lesson for the rest of you ingrates!  (Refer to paragraph 1)

The Archives

Paul Mumme’s work deals with paradox, futility, pointlessness, irony and the absurd in human behaviour; operating within various manifestations of object based tragic-comic slapstick. Usually performative, it stresses the presence of a protagonist – sometimes present as a suit-clad figure. Primarily, the works are simple metaphoric observations of everyday existence, relationships, culture, political strategy and bureaucracy that serve to question preconceived ideas of normality and function.

Once presented, they often tempt readings of child’s play and mental illness. While these notions aren’t usually the primary impetus for the works, I do enjoy the comparison and any interpretations thereof.







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