A Series of Work 1999 – 2001
Burn explores the physical and metaphorical nature of pain and scarring in images created by branding, burning and marking of surfaces with heat, fire or charcoal. Pared back to its essential elements the gentle simplicity of the images belies the inherently complex and uncomfortable content of the exhibition. Comprised of works in sculpture, installation, photography, and drawing, the large series of work makes repeated veiled and explicit reference to the themes of destruction, abuse, consumption, sacrifice and redemption in the context of the body and the spirit.
My initial concept began as sort of a cathartic expression of trauma. One of the most difficult images I have seen were the scars of an infant that had been held down upon an electric stove element. Burnt into the tender skin was the unmistakable spiral ‘coils’ of an electric hotplate – the child was so small the wound covered much of her back, a spiral scar she would wear forever.
It was from this point that I became obsessed with burns, and the imagery and form of the coil and its inherently cryptic swirl. It was as if each black spiral carried with it an aura of its potential energy and a mysterious history of heat. The familiar domestic object with a sinister undercurrent. The metal stove coil motif evolved into a metaphor for isolation, alienation and abandonment…the works like scars on a fractured and isolated humanity; where abandonment, exploitation, even torture lurk painfully close.t But the creation of this series of work was to become as personally visceral as it was metaphorical. In some bizarre, macabre twist, several months into the process of creating this series of work around burning and scarring, my father sustained serious full thickness burns to much of his body during a seizure on the morning he was preparing to be flown to the Austin Hospital Neurology Unit for surgery on his brain. It was a dark synchronicity. Instead, I now found myself watching the weeping, blistering, dying skin of my father in the Royal Brisbane Hospital Burns Unit. This accident profoundly affected my vision.
The central image of the series is the poignant sculptural image ‘Corpus Christi’, a winged Christ crucified upon an electric stove coil which is exhibited individually and also as a component of the larger ‘element’ installation. Exuding an archetypal quality the piece simultaneously references traditional spiritual iconography and 1950’s suburban kitsch; at once both reverent and ironic. The hand made wings are made from the collected feathers of battery hens – nature imprisoned to feed human demand – while the physical interplay between the plastic, metal and organic media mirrors the simple conceptual balance of the piece.. In the re-configuration of the familiar domestic object as an instrument of torture ( of the child and of the Christ) this work alludes to the sinister undercurrents of the everyday while becoming a type of post-modern crucifix where innocence is crucified. The representation of a Winged Christ visually recalls a despondent Icarus, the plastic sheen on the synthetic figure exuding a wax like quality, reinforcing the mythic association; the intersection of icons throwing up interesting implications around ascension and decent, obedience and fleshly destruction. Icarus’ waxed winged ascension was sabotaged by flying too close to the sun in direct disobedience to his father’s wisdom, whilst the Son’s alignment (Christ) with the Father seems to predicate his heavenly ascension toward the Sun. Are we grounded by wings created by the subordination of nature and youthful hubris? Do our shadows crucify the energies that will transform us? Forgive us father, for we know not what we do.
In Flesh jagged pieces of paperbark branded with text line white walls like nameless patients in a hospital ward; burn, weep, crust, maim, sear, scrape, welt, brand, bleed, scab, scar…The inherent characteristics of paperbark, with its subtle variations in colour and texture has an uncanny parallel to the layers of human skin and I was part way through the creation of this piece when my father was burnt during his seizure. This lead to my work evolving from the rhelm of conceptual metaphor to one infused with concern for texture and surface, form and tangibility.
Burn Baby Burn
Burn baby burn is a series of photographic images of skin, the body, ash, fire and electric coils. The sexualised coil images are infused with hints of sadistic/masochistic undercurrents as an exploration of the paradoxical nature of desire and exploitation. The inherent meaning of the work is still complex and undefined for me. Have the electric coils evolved into targets? Is the act of branding flesh in some way associating women as something to be marked, owned, or continuing a recurring theme, consumed? There is a transubstantiation undercurrent; “here is my flesh, crucified on this post modern crucifix. Remember me as you destroy it… “