an installation in:
A Crafted History: People and Place
curated by Lisa Byrne & Jane O'Neill
Art Space Realm
Ringwood Town Square
179 Maroondah Hwy Ringwood
Mon-Fri: 9am - 8pm
Sat & Sun: 10am - 5pm
November 2015- 13 January 2016
(with just a ghost of a chance)
There was a quest before these art works: to try to find a ghost. The ghost I sought was a 'ghost species', which, according to my favourite nature writer, is,
'.... a species that has been out evolved by its environment, such that, while it continues to exist, it has little prospect of avoiding extinction. Ghosts endure only in what conservation scientists call 'non-viable populations'.
Robert Macfarlane, 'Ghost Species', The New Nature Writing, Granta, 2008, p.123
Among the too many ghost species to choose from in Maroondah I chose the vulnerable Swamp Everlasting, for its paradoxical but aspirational name. I liked its spirit.
Swamp Everlastings (Xerochrysum palustre) look much like other paper daisies – cheerfully yellow and decidedly unghost-like. If not for the swamp bit they might yet be everlasting. Unfortunately, requiring a specific habitat is an existential limitation when that habitat is in short supply.
Ephemeral Everlasting, represents an eleven-month hunt for remnant populations of Swamp Everlastings in various sections of Bungalook Creek in Heathmont, Croydon, Bayswater and South Kilsyth. On the way it has also become about the incidental things I've found instead.
I began in the heat of summer in a swathe of land off Dorset Road that has been set aside for a freeway extension. This stretch of Bungalook Creek is piped underground but the low-lying land stays moist and somewhat swampy. Weeds and sturdy indigenous plants thrive and compete inside a fenced area, originally set aside to protect less viable specimens from the grass mowers. At ground level, and ever mindful of snakes, tantalising flashes of yellow Cat's ear, Buttercup and Gazania provide abundant, non-everlasting false hope.
Through autumn, winter and spring my hunt continued along different parts of the creek and frequently with the Friends of Bungalook Creek Conservation Reserve during their monthly weeding bees. On each foray I collected weeds and, outside the reservation, non-vulnerable native flora. Between visits I sometimes worked with fellow artists, Anna Farago and Siri Hayes, to brew the collected leaves, bark and berries to make the dyes and paints used in this installation.
Making this work then has been as much about making communities as it has been about making art.
The fashionable term these days is 'Social Practice' since 'community art' became a bit bound up in crappy quilts and messy mural making after the 1970's. It's true that it would be difficult to describe this body of work as community art anyway because I made the finished pieces almost entirely by myself back in my studio. Though I'm loath to be fashionable it might better be described as an output of a social practice for the way it has been enlightened by, not made by, communities.
The Friends of Bungalook Conservation Reserve, the group I worked with most frequently from May until November, was entirely made up of non artists. So while they weren't involved with physically making this work, their stories, gleaned in the hours we spent each month pulling weeds and identifying rare plants, have informed the work in untold ways.
The other core community was a casual craft group I meet with close to home, and in particular with fellow artists Siri Hayes and Anna Farago, also exhibiting in A Crafted History. Siri, Anna and I made our work in parallel, sharing sensibilities, skills and ideas. I have deliberately borrowed techniques from these women: stitching from Anna and natural dyeing from Siri in order to realise an installation that merges a shared aesthetic style while relaxing a too strongly held attachment to originality and individualism. With these artists as well as with our larger craft group, I have developed the sense of an expanded art practice that can indeed be described as 'social' but also as critically supportive.
Finally this work has sought to make a slight - really quite tiny - adjustment to Virginia Woolf's precious insight that any artist, but especially a woman, must find a room of one's own in order to make an artistic contribution to the world. I strongly agree with this and feel the freedom and empowerment of her stance, particularly every Friday when I take 12 or more solid hours out of my ordinary life and devote these to art in a studio far from home. However - and this is just a little but - I have recently felt in my insistence on creative peace, that my daughter had missed catching some of the joy in making. So with this project that relies so much on the stories, skills and conversations of others I've also actively involved some of our children to make pom poms and a cheerleading chant to encourage the swampies into better health.
"Swamp pom pom, swamp pom pom", the girls chant in support of the elusive everlastings.
Go go go
Do not lose them
No no no
Plant them, plant them
And do not drain the swamps
Leave them, leave them
In the ground
And do not drain the swamps
Go go go
We want them to
Grow grow grow
I would like to thank the Friends of Bungalook Conservation Reserve, in particular: Graeme Lorimer, Fiona Sutton, Rob Murray, John Kelly, Karen Davies, Sharon Potter, Andrew Lorimer, Bradley Jenner, Dan Lim, Michael Goddard and Annette O'Sullivan for providing invaluable local botanical knowledge, good company and tolerating surprise pom pom infestations during our monthly working bees. Other local environmental and cultural guidance was generously provided by Lisa Byrne, Jane O'Neill and Craig Mauger at Maroondah Council as well as by Peter & Alison Rogers and Alan & Hazel Veevers of the Ringwood Field Naturalists Club. Thanks to fellow artists, Anna Farago and Siri Hayes who have been stalwart artistic collaborators throughout this project and to Andy Drewitt, Michael Mark, Tim Mark and Adrian Miles for helping to facilitate the photographs and yet to be realised video piece in this project. And finally to junior collaborators, Cleo Farago, Miriam Mark-Aitken and Esme Keen, who developed the cheerleading chant that buoyed our spirits while hunting for elusive everlastings.