all images are 45cm square, vinyl and enamel on
ply, except for image 9, which is vinyl applied
directly to the wall.
1. I was little, and confused.
2. I have to justify buying rubber on a
stick.
3. That seems like quite a job.
4. Don't say I didn't offer.
5. I prefer red sexy ones.
6. I'm using a mokey on a stick.
7. I just have one big one.
8. I just poke commands.
9. girl with bear - I have some good ones.
My aim here is to provide a short and inevitably
overly-simplistic summary of my work. Suffice to say,
its a long way to literary.
"Contrary to popular belief, in the beginning was not
the word. In the beginning was the badly scrawled
image of a hairy mammoth. These very early men and
women could neither pronounce nor spell hairy
mammoth. Hairy mammoth! Say it out loud. This noise,
this modern grunt, did not come into existence until
very recently. It is with this realization that I
have decided to return to not just my roots but
everyone else's, and present a collection of
extremely short stories, conveyed by a series of
visual signs confined to a rectangle supported by
only the flimsiest of sentences. To call these
mini-narratives cartoons is demeaning. It's demeaning
of life. What is demeaning of life? ... I'll shut up
now."
[Flacco, "The Flacco Files", Allen & Unwin,
1999.]
the combination of text and image, usually results in
the naming of the image, as is the function of the
caption, label, or title. it lodges the images within
the language of the text associated with it, turning
the image into a simple referent of the words, a mere
metaphor for the apparent meaning of the text. in these
works, the text is completely unrelated to the image,
and the potentiality for interpretation is
simultaneously restricted, and freed. the images are
based on 1950's technical drawing handbooks, and the
texts are appropriated from the internet.
the melding of the traditional and the virtual, the
image and the text, the 'high' of art (and painting)
and the 'low' of diagrams and the internet is a mixing
of boundaries, of styles, of binaries, blah blah
blah....
its very postmodern, hell, it could even be
trendy.
but that's not what im concerned about. im just making
these pretty little patterned silhouettes, with their
odd phrases, to try to make you (the viewer) think
about what the hell you are doing while you stand there
looking at these things; to realize that, perhaps, what
you see is what you get; perhaps, what you get is what
you went looking for in the first place; perhaps, it
just doesn't make sense at all; perhaps its not
supposed to.
the images have been reduced from informative,
technical diagrams, to simple, unnamed, and
unidentifiable silhouettes. this reduction transforms
them into mute, ambiguous shapes that have little
definition, and no indication of their 'exalted'
educative origin.
the texts are phrases and sentences gathered from
internet chat rooms. taken out of context they are as
ambiguous as they are bizarre. in combination, the
image fills the void of the lacking subject within the
text. the unidentified object depicted becomes the
'it', 'this', 'thing' or 'that' clearly, or subtly
referred to in the text. the image becomes subsumed by
the language that suddenly surrounds it.
a literal interpretation can lead you down the garden
path of narrative. the creation of narrative is a
result of the viewers' interaction with the work. there
is no "correct" "definitive" or "intended" reading of
the individual works, and there is also no 'wrong'
reading. i only consider the narrative of each
individual work, in terms of the potential readings,
ensuring an array of possibilities, that have no
grounding in reality, or in my personal beliefs. in
other words, the reading the viewer gains, is entirely
his/her own, and dat is demeaning of dis work.