Thursday, 17 November 2016

'Purple Panache' by Gillian Nix


Here is my submission for the Purple theme - a giant paper mach purple pencil! I've named it 'Purple Panache' and it measures 60cm tall, and is made of paper, acrylic paint and PVA glue. I kind of doubled up projects this month. My Grade 3 Art class have been making these giant pencils and I made this as an example, deciding to paint it purple to fit in with the theme. The students are really loving making their pencils and are excited about naming their colours and writing them down the side of their sculptures!

I am late in submitting this month, because I actually spelled 'Purple' wrong on the pencil and I had to re-do it. A Grade 3 student pointed out my spelling mistake...slight embarrassing!  

My daughter, Alice has claimed the pencil as her own now!


Tuesday, 15 November 2016

'Artist Tools' by Donna Sadler

It isn't terribly adventurous for my first time adding something here but I submitted a simple photo I took of artist tools 🎨 . I loved the way they looked on the purple coloured paper, simple -and minimal design is best. I like how this arrangement of collected items really places the focus on the object and the colour, 2 things my practice is consistently focused on.




Sunday, 13 November 2016

Purple by Lindsey Holden

Welcome to Art Club Lindsey Holden! Here is Lindsey's submission for this month's theme 'Purple'. 

"Hey everyone! This is my first submission and it's for the purple theme this month. A bit of an experiment with charcoal and paint "


Thursday, 10 November 2016

Purple Day of the Dead Face Painting by Laura May Grogan


The flowers are from the streets and markets of Oaxaca City, face-paints were left over from Halloween in New York City and it took me longer that I care to admit to put this together in a small hotel bathroom.



Here are some photographs of the very touching, very intimate celebrations at Panteòn General cemetery. Locals are very proud of the decorations they create on their loved ones graves, Ben and I drank moonshine mezcal with a guy next to the grave of his father, mother and son. He joked and laughed, sang along with the mariachi bands playing amongst the tombstones. It was a surreal and beautiful way to celebrate life rather than mourning death.