Ladies in Lockdown 3: Droplet

 

…She left the web, she left the loom, 
She made three paces through the 
room, 
She saw the water-lily bloom, 
She saw the helmet and the plume, 
She look'd down to Camelot. 
Out flew the web and floated wide; 
The mirror crack'd from side to side; 
"The curse is come upon me," cried 
The Lady of Shalott…

- from The Lady of Shalott (1833, Alfred, Lord Tennyson) 

Pictured: Droplet, 2018, acrylic on linen, 40.5 x 30.5 cm, another lady in lockdown dying to break free. One of the first works made for BACKSTORIES at Stephen McLaughlan Gallery, current to September 5. 🔐 

Ladies in Lockdown 2: Pathfinder

…By the margin, willow veil'd,

Slide the heavy barges trail'd 

By slow horses; and unhail'd 

The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd

Skimming down to Camelot: 

But who hath seen her wave her 

hand? 

Or at the casement seen her stand? 

Or is she known in all the land, 

The Lady of Shalott?…

- from The Lady of Shalott (1833, Alfred, Lord Tennyson) 

Pictured: Pathfinder, 2018, acrylic on linen, 40.5 x 30.5 cm, part of my solo show, BACKSTORIES, temporarily under lock and key at Stephen McLaughlan Gallery on the eighth floor of the Nicholas Building, Melbourne. 🔐 

Ladies in Lockdown 1: The Other

…Four gray walls and four gray towers,

Overlook a space of flowers,

And the silent isle imbowers

The Lady of Shalott…

- from The Lady of Shalott, (1833, Alfred, Lord Tennyson) 

Image: The Other, 2019, acrylic on linen, 40.5 x 30.5 cm, part of my solo show, BACKSTORIES, currently in lockdown at Stephen McLaughlan Gallery, Melbourne. 🔐