This is my brother Gregory’s work, a mono-print from the late seventies.
He had been influenced by my work from earlier, but in this and other works improved upon my efforts.
These works, his and mine, had riffed off the stuttering arcs provided by the then emerging, Sydney Opera House which we ferried past on our way to school and subsequently to work and to university.
Such arcs had not appeared before at such a scale. I have in mind the thought I would go back there, to where it began with my work, before I went to art school.
I trust that in going back so far it is not a premonition of an imminent end, but a reawakening, a rebirth, a new begging. Beginning.
Watch this space!
The work here grows off the bottom left right angle. It builds and bends and shapes are produced as it goes. The shapes comprise the dance.
There is no need for added colour or texture or graduation of tone. The language available is adequate to perform the task.