Sunday, 18 March 2012


A couple of weekends ago I went to see the Picasso exhibit that is at the gallery of New South Wales with my housemate. The Picassos were amazing, seeing some of the most famous works of art in the world up close with your own eyes is so much better than seeing a print or a copy. I don’t know why but maybe you’re not meant to know why; it’s just part of the provoking magic that is art.

Muse - Eva Nolan
I don’t actually want to talk about the Picassos in this post. I want to talk about a work of art that I knew nothing about and had never heard of the artist before. This is Muse by Eva Nolan from MacKillop Senior College. The drawing is about the relationship between the real world, books and the imagination and how books can unlock a person’s creativity and create something new and exciting. I really like this piece. I sat looking at it for ages. The girl is almost life size so the drawing is huge with enough detail so that you notice something new each time you look at it.

Anyone that knows me will know that I live in my own little world. It’s got the real world in it, I’ve just added to it with some improvements and additions from my imagination. Hopefully this makes me a delightful eccentric rather than a down right loony. But it’s nice to see that some other people add their own imaginations to their worlds too. Every time I see something in life that strikes me, if it’s a book or a film or a quote or whatever, I spend the next week or two with it mulling about in my mind allowing my thoughts to feed of it and use it as a starting platform to jump from. This is exactly what this drawing did.

Firstly, it made me wonder what my portrait would look like if I was drawn with my thoughts about me. Hopefully that would be something interesting and not just a drawing of me looking bored with all my text books and work about me.

Secondly, this work made me miss drawing a lot. I draw in my sketch books but I haven’t worked on a large project in years which, when I realised how long it had been, made me feel rather ashamed and motivated to find a new project.

This brings me to my third and probably most important train of thought that started with this picture. It’s hard being in Australia knowing that I have to go home, it stops you doing things like starting a new art project as I know I wouldn’t be able to take it home or I might not finish it in time. It also puts a new perspective onto other aspects of my life, especially the social side of things, like every friend I have here I know I will have to leave behind when I go back to the UK and what about Sheldon?! I am going to have to leave him behind (even if he isn’t my favourite person at the moment as he nibbled a hole in my very nice and expensive bed spread). But the thought of leaving all the great people I have met over here has been preying on my mind and getting me down.

I really hope I can stay in touch with people here and I’m contemplating doing my PhD here (if that’s still what I want to do after I graduate) so maybe I can come back and spend a few years here. I know I have another 5 months here but the first 7 seem to have gone awfully quick. I’m trying to ignore my impending relocation and focus on spending as much time as I can with the people here who are important to me. I’m not forgetting that when I go home I get all the lovely people I left behind back too!

I guess the point of this post is that with every new chapter of your life comes the end of the last one and I even with things like email and skype (which I will have to teach some people how to use) the world is still a very big place sometimes.