Otherwise we just hung around with friends in Sydney, ate too much in Chinatown and thereabouts and got to the Gallery to see the new wing and a few old faves. Of note were some contemporary Aboriginal works, a jukebox with songs of protest, a video of digital tunnels that you could navigate (I'm not game-trained enough to be particularly capable), an amusing and unexpectedly attractive big rotten lemon in shiny glass beads and a fascinating smell-sensory work of spices in stockings. The Tank was closed for refitting. Then the main gallery and the traditional stuff, not least the earliest European painting in the collection, a Madonna and child by Sano di Pietro dated somewhere within 1450-81 and a long-term fave of Circe by Bertrand MacKellar. All lovely or challenging or at least interesting.
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22 May 2024
Contemporary and Siena
28 June 2011
Young artists having hormones
It’s no new discovery, but young blokes doing radical art have active hormones. It was obvious in the drawings that Megan and I perused at the new exhibition of Pre-Raphaelite drawing at the Art Gallery of NSW over the weekend.
The original Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood comprised seven people: Hunt, Millais, 2xRossetti, Collinson, Stephens and Woolner, the sculptor who went to Australia. There were many followers or associates including Burne-Jones, Cowper, JW Waterhouse, Ruskin, William Morris and the artist and frequent model Elizabeth Siddal. It’s a long way from our hyper-rationalist era although our Goths are romantic if lacking in colour and our hippies had a parallel but less intellectual romanticism in the ‘60s. The Pre-Raphaelites present a madly attractive but un-Realist view of the world: young and innocent, obsessed by death but untouched by it, vivid, sensual, colourful and well-draped.Thanks to Wikimedia Commons and the providers of these public domain images
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