tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85091731167548574282024-02-20T09:52:50.326-08:00Martin Kennedy ArtAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07878570413498824254noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509173116754857428.post-39306110847700289402011-06-01T19:28:00.000-07:002011-06-01T19:29:38.137-07:00Starpeople<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I painted these in 2002/03. I have no explanation for the subject matter...they just happened. The top one became a Steve Kilbey/Martin Kennedy <a href="http://stevekilbeymartinkennedypresent.bandcamp.com/album/unseen-music-unheard-words">record cover</a></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;">Star Person 4, 2002 86cm x 86cm -oil on canvas</span></td></tr>
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07878570413498824254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509173116754857428.post-75648832267956280852011-05-26T05:49:00.000-07:002011-05-26T18:41:03.497-07:00Death of a Ghost, 1989<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I consider this painting the beginning of my artistic 'awakening,' as pretentious as that sounds. That doesn't make it any good, just significant. It reflected my new way of doing things - fast and furious and to hell with technique. As it happens, it is one of my favourites. It coincided with relationship upheavals, my father's slow health decline, and the start of my life as an angsty student on a three year long alcoholiday. Fun!</span><br />
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</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07878570413498824254noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509173116754857428.post-10757765759988798462011-05-24T18:52:00.000-07:002011-05-24T19:52:11.522-07:00The Nasties of Murrayville, 1991<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">This painting was my representation of the strangeness of Murrayville, a town in far northwest <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Victoria</st1:place></st1:state>. I travelled there early in 1991 as part of a crew making a student film. After a bad meal on the first night I fell ill and spent most of the time in a delirium. </span></span><span style="color: black;">At first glance it seemed a perfectly normal rural town (with a fabulous </span></span><a href="http://brassgoggles.co.uk/forum/index.php/topic,13884.msg274400.html#msg274400">army tank bone yard</a> ), but I saw something very disturbing in Murrayville, and I often wonder if all just a dream, exacerbated by my delirious state. Except that it wasn't a dream, because I have the physical proof. One day I’ll show it. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07878570413498824254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509173116754857428.post-66723542989665712972011-05-23T06:08:00.000-07:002011-05-23T22:20:50.621-07:00Ghost Last Supper, 1989<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Painted in 1989. I was still in my early twenties and struggling for ideas. I grew up in a Catholic household and we were surrounded by Catholic icons - framed prints of saints, statues of Jesus and Mary and numerous crucifixes. It obviously rubbed off on me a little.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As children in the 1970s, we were very lucky to visit to some of the great art capitals of the world: Rome, Florence, Paris, Madrid and Amsterdam. Not that I fully appreciated it at the time: "<i>Not another gallery!</i>" was the standard cry as our mother dragged us to the Louvre or the Prado or whatever the next world famous gallery was. I preferred to visit toyshops, which in 1970s Europe were very special places (Lego, die cast cars, trains and planes, nothing made in China). Sure I could appreciate the Mona Lisa or The Last Supper because I'd seen them in books and on TV and that made them famous, but my mind wasn't really on the job. Perhaps that was the reason I failed to include the required <b>twelve </b>disciples in my version of the Last Supper!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07878570413498824254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509173116754857428.post-36115527285039017812011-05-23T05:21:00.000-07:002011-05-23T06:32:33.851-07:00Ms Ned Kelly, October 1990<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: center; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Saturday October 13 1990 my old band Pray TV played at the Albion Charles Hotel, Melbourne supporting Ripe. I started this painting that afternoon and finished it late into the night after the show, no doubt fueled by after-show adrenalin and alcohol. It was a very busy day.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07878570413498824254noreply@blogger.com0