Category: biomorphism

  • The Tetrahedron: Aum New Years Festival 2022

    The Tetrahedron: Aum New Years Festival 2022

    Super slick night time shot, what a moon! The art collective…I’m the one with huge daisy sunglasses

    Why hello there and welcome to my website, and most importantly thank you for your interest in the artwork debut’d at Aum Festival NYE 2022. This means you are a curious, considerate soul. We should be friends. As art is an our main point of connection in this moment, let’s dive right in. I am so grateful that Fleur accepted me into the Aum Arts group, and I’m very inspired by her mission of making public art less toxic, more compassionate to the Earth and its life. She encouraged us to think about wastage, materials being non-toxic, and the life-span of things. We’ve seen so much throw-away-culture crop up as a result of large music festivals and I love that the team at Aum have always come from a different approach and stuck to their guns. So I haven’t done a lot of public art, this is really special to me and something I’d love to make more frequent in my life. Here’s to 2023 being more large scale public artworks cropping up in Aotearoa!

    What’s the Story of The Tetrahendron?

    Have you noticed that you feel differently about art once you’ve heard a little bit of about its backstory? Yeah, artwork in a gallery, without any commentary or prompts can be really alienating. This post is all about offering up more food for thought about what my intent was and broadening the impact of what’s in my mind and what you take away from the sculpture.

    It’s a tetrahedron! What is that? It’s a really magical shape. Here’s more about them. 

    When I first thought of making a painting for Aum’s theme…Imaginarium…I immediately thought of an ecosystem of fertility, wild abundance, and just the miracle of plant-life. Once the triangle shape came to be I realised I wanted the base of that shape to be about the subterranean world, mycelium, and the roots of the mighty trees we see. The most important part of our existence is beneath our feet. So I wanted it to be the biggest part of the sculpture. 

    Because the piece is all about 3’s there’s also three different perspectives happening. Up close details of mycelium, roots, and soil…then a far away view of our Earth, then finally the void, the abyss of night skies. With those three you have a good sense of how many ways there are to view life as we know it. From the potential of our history, the stars all the way to our actual compiled past, the crust and undergrowth below. It’s also a good time to talk about the symbolism behind the number three. Three is the number of harmony, wisdom and understanding. It was also the number of time – past, present, future; birth, life, death; beginning, middle, end – it was the number of the divine (almost every religious or cosmology has a strong connection to three beings unified as one). Three is often the magic number in fairy tales, in architecture, even in our own practical language “on the count of three, or third times’ the charm”….I love that.

    I wanted to work within the sacred number of three’s the whole way, to imbue this work with a the golden ratio both in composition, surface numbers, and story. 

    But why all that dark soil Rudo, isn’t this supposed to be a psychedlic colourful art show?

    Yeah…yeah it is. Trust me if you’ve seen the rest of my gallery you’ll know my religion is colour…But I’ve been reframing my personal relationship with death…how important decay and renewal is…and I think it deserves its time in the limelight. To be really inside of something is to be encased inside the dark womb-like cave of presence. There is nothing more important for us at this time to be at home with our bodies, with death, and be present. I wanted you to be grounded when you are around my work. There’s a lot of disembodiment, ungroundedness at festivals and public spaces…this digital world is heady and intellectual but it has to keep good standing with our most important asset…our presence and our groundedness and the Earth itself. We’re not immortal, everything we do is a step closer to the end of our physical existence and I for one want to have a fantastic time with that, I am sick of being scared of growing old, of being useless, of being forgotten. I’m ready to embody the sensual, feminine, powerful and brutal reality that to be alive is also to be close to death. I hope that doesn’t freak you out. I’d love for this to be a celebration of all that can be shed. All that makes us free…and to feel deeply connected to the life-giving powers that shouldn’t be taken for granted…to return to ritual, ceremony, myth, and wonder. 

    This work couldn’t have happened without an incredible collection of builders, dreams, and schemers…Sarah Cunningham did a particularly amazing job being my painting buddy to keep us on track in time for the festival!

  • Animals Within- Humming Bird Woman

    I have a real strong love of birds. Especially hummingbirds, I mean those feathers are just the most flashy fantastical feature of the natural world. Prismatics are nature’s fireworks. And my love of connecting symbolic attributes to human forms…here’s where it get interesting. I know that we soar. We fly over situations, we rise above our fears and hubris, we sing and flock together. And those wings are there just as real as the love I have for our unbreakable spirits. What attributes do you love to dream up metaphors to?

  • Sculptures made of light

    Sculptures made of light

    I’m more of a painter than a sculptor. This doesn’t reflect my passion as much as the convenience of making. Creating things like this are hard. And making it outdoors, battling wind and humidity were not kind to my sanity. But the actual magic of making something that takes up space…especially a public festival space…wow. It was incredible and something I feel adds whimsy and gives a nod to naturally occurring forms for the festival goers. There were a lot of awesome artworks at this Spirit Fest, but I was caught in the vortex of overwhelm and madly rushing to finish this in one day that I forgot to take any pictures other than these…Definitely something that requires a team I think. My sweet sister helped me with glue and tissue paper and holding found sticks together as I worked to build in the midst of this odd wind tunnel between a grove of pines. I should have hooked up with a photographer to ensure it had be captured well! Thanks to Kadby for randomly taking a pic that I was able to use. I think he took a lot of photos, perhaps I’lll search the Spirit Fest site one day. It was a little raw and intense so I confess here is a little wall between trials and tribulations and the craft itself. It feels temporal and of a moment. But worth sharing the bits that I have left of the memory.

  • Slow Burn Panther Woman

    Slow Burn Panther Woman

    A stalking shadow of ourselves is watching us. Always. This inner panther and prey dance. It reins terror for the faint of heart…making them jump and shrivel at their own form. Yet we the initiated, we the brave warriors of truth-telling and self-awareness, and how well we know ourselves! We know the depths and tunnels and slippery slopes of our hearts…A labyrinth that never stops unfolding. Of nature, unified earth consciousness, a slow rock groan and creak which has cave and eyeless water-monsters swimming in the pitch dark around amethyst points and glimmering fungal formations. As our minds undulate through caverns of darkness we emerge from time to time, muddy and full of jungle instincts. She is my inner panther woman and she goes SLOWLY through the night.

  • Goddess of the Corn

    Goddess of the Corn

    One of the greatest gifts Mexico has given the world is corn. The other is chocolate. Anyways, of the first…corn…the most amazing amount of feminine deities and origin stories vortex around this amazing plant. The indigenous people who those stories belong to have full protective rights to those names, identities, and stories so I won’t do that here…do you own research loves. The point of my post to show much gratitude to how corn has touched me deeply, and you know I had the BEST time drawing her…this Goddess of the Corn. I drew her in a cafe of riots of colours, peoples, and energies. The Third Street Stuff & Coffee, owned and operated by Pat Gerhard of Lexington Kentuckyn is an oasis for anyone wandering through downtown Third Stree. What. A Babe….what a place. I feel like the fact I did it around Pat and her cafe (safe havens to all creatives and a haven to the people), adds a generous blessing and specialness to this gentle pen&ink drawing. I drew a version of her on Joydah’s popcorn stall once, as well as a wolf painting. It was a very lively and magical place too.

  • Example of channeling

    Example of channeling

    Sometimes I paint to convey energy and share with the viewer. I do it in the hopes that the experience of seeing it will heal or move them. I’ve started to work deeply with multi-disciplinary healing modalities and use art to bridge the modalities. In order to get this sort of artwork I have to be a channel for whatever is coming through me. It’s the most rewarding work, and definitely co-creation with something other than me. This image (which is called Kuan Yin) is part of series of colour therapy cards meant to be used in conjunction with aromatherapy, goddess meditation, vibrational energy healing, and colour ray therapy. It’s a long and wonderful story, don’t hesitate to enquire.

  • find the light in the darkness

    find the light in the darkness

    I paint when I am ready to be still, because without stillness there is no clarity. What I hope people can do when they look at my art is find some release, find some inner message that was just waiting its turn to surface.