A Secret Desire
Limited edition archival pigment print
71 x 81 cm (image size); 88 x 91 cm (sheet)
Edition of 99
AUD $1295
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Memento from the Jade Garden
Limited edition archival pigment print,
80 x 70 cm (image); 96 x 82 cm (sheet)
Edition of 99
AUD $1295
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Suzhou Garden Scene
Limited edition archival pigment print,
80 x 70 cm (image); 96 x 82 cm (sheet)
Edition of 99
AUD $1295
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Summer Circus
Limited edition archival pigment print
71 x 88 cm (image); 88 x 91 cm (sheet)
Edition of 99
AUD $1295
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Brushpots and Teacups on the Way Home
Limited edition archival pigment print
55 x 64 cm (image size); 74 x 74 cm (sheet size)
Edition of 100
AUD $500
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Gift from the Country
Limited edition archival pigment print
84 x 74 cm (image size); 105 x 84 cm (sheet size)
Edition of 100
AUD $500
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Last Light in the Forest
Limited edition archival pigment print
56 x 84 cm (image size); 72 x 92 cm (sheet size)
Edition of 100
AUD $500
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Winding Rivers - Remote Places,
Limited edition archival pigment print
56 x 84 cm (image size); 72 x 92 cm (sheet size)
Edition of 100
AUD $500
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26 November - 14 December 2019
DEAN HOME:
The Brush That Draws the River
Opening night Thursday 28 November 2019, 6:30-8:30pm
The Point of No Return
Words by Dr Sheridan Hart
On a Galápagos beach in 1835, Charles Darwin and the crew of the Beagle prepared to pack almost forty Giant Tortoises into their ship for a journey to Polynesia. Giant Tortoises starve slowly, staying fat and delicious long enough to be the perfect long-distance fare. By 1900, the species was almost entirely decimated.
The story of homo sapiens is shaped by the ebb and flow of unchecked audacity. Each of its conquests is shadowed by cataclysm, imploding upon its own abuse of resources, whether a rebelling slave population, warming climate, the diseases of overpopulation or a wiped-out fishery. One can keep tempo through a string of anthropocentric collapses: Rome, Thebes, the Hittites, the Maya, the Han Dynasty, the Western Black Rhinoceros, Tasmanian Tiger, Dodo, Woolly Mammoth, desertification, salinization, deforestation, bee Africanization, acidification.
The human animal appears to be hardwired for appropriation: lording itself over territories, species, people and cultures whenever an easy target presents itself. Is there a natural, inevitable cycle between human folly and destruction? Though we might scrutinize old histories, it is as difficult as ever, or rather, we are as unwilling as ever, to learn from them.
It's too late for postcards comes to us as a cautionary tale at the eleventh hour. Seductively and compellingly symbolic, each painting is an urgent, yet deeply encoded disclosure about the precipices we stand on: environmental, social, economic and cultural. Lyrical, fragmentary titles give glimpses of larger narratives, all of it beautiful, all of it aching with potential catastrophe.
Joshua Cocking's fusion of aesthetic allure with darker anxieties is anchored in the artist’s remembrance of a twelve-year period spent living in remote communities in the Kimberley in northern Western Australia. There, the wounds inflicted on Indigenous people by colonization are still raw and distressing. Looking back in time, Cocking observes how an ancient land, its custodians and an invading culture were crushed into an intense and grisly struggle, in which language, knowledge, tradition, families and great leaders were lost forever. The anguish of this reality snuffed his painting practice for nearly a decade. Having finally picked up the brushes, the new work is technically dazzling and serious about how unkempt and dangerous people can be to each other, their planet, even their own future.
The timescale of It's too late for postcards is indefinite. Bright aluminium pinpoints our current era, but other images flash through a cinematic montage from prehistory to uncertain possible futures. Jules Verne's The Time Machine echoes: "We are always getting away from the present moment. Our mental existence, which is immaterial and has no dimensions, is passing along the Time-Dimension with a uniform velocity from the cradle to the grave." Anything is possible, but once something happens, is stays ‘happened’, not just in human history or living memory, but forever. It presses on all that is yet to come, and its legacy is received by all who succeed it.
Like the Delphic Oracle divining black omens, Joshua Cocking's paintings are beautiful, in an arresting, emphatic way. His spotless, anonymous skulls; the complex, mirrored surface of crumpled foil; the glint of an unseen fire or sunset; these are dreamlike motifs, seen looming in nameless crimson vacuums or landscapes simultaneously familiar and unfamiliar. The insidiousness of aluminium might stand in for the creeping ills of technology, consumption or Imperialism. The skull is equally universal: it strips us of all difference, reminding us of our corporeal vulnerabilities. Indeed, the human hand seems hardly to have touched the canvas; Cocking's brushstrokes can barely be distinguished, his handling of paint almost incidental, there only to pigment his visions.
In classical Greece, Epicurus theorized that freedom from worry, or ataraxia, is achieved by facing up to the likeliness of suffering and disaster. Where he used meditative thought to achieve this, Joshua Cocking uses paint, composing images that discharge his own experiences and offers the same catharsis and prophetic warning to the viewer. Like an ornamented fortuneteller’s card, each painting invites us to ruminate, wondering whether fate is fixed or changeable; whether there is still time to take a step back from the edge of the ravine.
Words by Dr Sheridan Hart.
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