Carcass
SKU:
Carcass
YEAR. 2019
MEDIUM. charcoal on cement fibreboard
DIMENSIONS. 240 x 91cm
EXHIBITION HISTORY.
2019 Dead Things, with Abdul-Rahman Abdullah, Curated by Dr Kent Wilson, Castlemaine State Festival, Castlemaine, VIC
2020 When night falls, Maitland Regional Art Gallery, Maitland, NSW
2023 The Good, Co-Curated by Dr Lee-Anne Hall, Wagga Wagga Art Gallery, NSW & Rachel Arndt, Wangaratta Art Gallery NSW/The Condensery – Somerset Regional Art Gallery QLD (National tour with Museums & Galleries of New South Wales)
COLLECTION. Available
"We raise beef cattle on the farm, and for years we didn’t eat our own meat. A fabled family story recalls the night my older sister was born when my parents were packing meat from a cow they butchered. I don’t know why but it was many years passed until the next animal we raised was to be eaten. Now as adults living on the farm again, my sister and I highly value the cows as beautiful creatures, business, and a delicious feast for our families.
I have a rule that you can’t eat an animal you’ve named. This work is about Sundae, the poddy calf we raised for Dad, that received a record price at the cattle sale. We exchanged Sundae for a smaller unnamed animal to eat from the herd."
YEAR. 2019
MEDIUM. charcoal on cement fibreboard
DIMENSIONS. 240 x 91cm
EXHIBITION HISTORY.
2019 Dead Things, with Abdul-Rahman Abdullah, Curated by Dr Kent Wilson, Castlemaine State Festival, Castlemaine, VIC
2020 When night falls, Maitland Regional Art Gallery, Maitland, NSW
2023 The Good, Co-Curated by Dr Lee-Anne Hall, Wagga Wagga Art Gallery, NSW & Rachel Arndt, Wangaratta Art Gallery NSW/The Condensery – Somerset Regional Art Gallery QLD (National tour with Museums & Galleries of New South Wales)
COLLECTION. Available
"We raise beef cattle on the farm, and for years we didn’t eat our own meat. A fabled family story recalls the night my older sister was born when my parents were packing meat from a cow they butchered. I don’t know why but it was many years passed until the next animal we raised was to be eaten. Now as adults living on the farm again, my sister and I highly value the cows as beautiful creatures, business, and a delicious feast for our families.
I have a rule that you can’t eat an animal you’ve named. This work is about Sundae, the poddy calf we raised for Dad, that received a record price at the cattle sale. We exchanged Sundae for a smaller unnamed animal to eat from the herd."