¢ompo$t

Here are three works exhibited as part of a group show called ¢ompo$t by CONSTANCE ARI: An off-site, project based Artist-Run Initiative in Hobart. The exhibition was part of the 2019 Dark Mofo festival and was situated in an old subterranean blood bank.

Refund

A video work. Refund is an exploration into the ‘tapping’ styles of the paying patrons at my place of work; The Cascade Hotel. When shown in reverse a notion of a refund can be noticed. This transaction is based on trust. Bank card information is very personal. The trade off was a tap on my snare skin. Sharing of snares in gig culture is very rare but fair here because of the exchange and the promise of a refund.
Thankyou Callum Cusick for the Beats.

Refund Video Still
Documentation of Refund Video in ¢ompo$t

Georgia Beach

Performance

recycled glass, water, wheelbarrow, water, sack, towel, cocktail umbrella

Georgia Beach opened the exhibition in the form of a story/performance imagining Oz as an emerald glass beach and following the yellow lid bins across the continent to get there. I was impressed by the innovative method of bottle crushing by the Alice Springs tip shop as a response to the lack of recycling conducted by their council. An ex-mining tumble machine simulated the ocean to smooth out the sharpness, making it safe for the product to be sold as a road material. It can also be found in the town as floor coverage for children’s play grounds and out door cafe areas. I traded all the travel possessions in my bag for sparkling glass. (23 kilos)

Glass is sourced from sand from the beach and ends up as bottles for drinking in the remotest of Australian towns. I carried this glass on my back, in a duffle sack, from the Arrente dessert centre to the nipaluna shore, to create a beach for people to sit on, romanticise and relax on ¢ompo$t.

Documentation post performance of Georgia Beach
Georgia Beach

Trauma Patience, A Pipe Organ Triggered By The Temper of Me

Look at all these guns! I made them! I must have been thinking about them. I shot a gun once. At the the Brisbane hotel staff party. We all did. A bit thrilling. Nothing to write home about.

This space makes me think about Guns. The merchants probably stored and sold rifles from here. some were probably used by farmers; some were probably used in the frontier wars.

Later, Blood was also stored here for soldiers wounded by weapons like these overseas.

Have you been thinking about guns? I saw some archival footage of Australia’s gun laws in action. With some protest, Thousands of automatic and semiautomatic rifles and weapons were collected and incinerated. It was 1997. A year after MB shot up port Arthur. I was amazed at seeing actual collective action in the face of a threat. I haven’t seen it since, not at this scale. John Howard did it, He was the last Australian Prime minister to serve a full term.  Compost i thought. let it do its shit. stop fucking with the flow. Let it grow.

Climate change is upon us. I’d like to see the same attitude applied to this threat. stop starting wont do it. we need commitment.

Guns from trash.  laminated with a fake wood grain stuck onto Masonite. Imitating life. This Black plastic is used in gardening to control what life can grow. Smothering unwanted life.

These inner tubes are rubbish. They don’t work for their purpose. broken. They’re screaming now. Just because you bin something, doesn’t mean it goes away. Just like people isolated because of something they said. Forgetting forgiveness is frightening, now they’re binding. Oh dear. Now I’m triggered. I’m angry.  Are these pistols snorkels for baddies? They’re back! Get em out of my house! Quite the opposite of compost.