My uni work for the semester is finished, I can go back to sleeping at night and I have time to submit things here! There are about 30 pictures, I will submit them here over the next few weeks.
But first, I'm going to try to explain my recent project a little, just to give it some context. It may make more sense then. Or possibly less.
so, we were asked to do some work for the Australian National Museum relating to their current exhibit, "Australian Journeys". The exhibit is sort of an Australian history in objects; old European maps from before the "discovery" of Australia, miniature portraits of Captain Cook, love tokens that convicts used to carve and send back to England, cameras that Frank Hurley took to the arctic on the Endeavor, etc.
the whole thing is depressingly colonial. Notice how the history only begins when Europeans come to Australia? There were people living here for 3000 years before then, who get barely a mention in the whole exhibit. Which isn't what I did my work on, it just really pisses me off (another girl focused on that. The museum people were not impressed.)
The part that I thought was interesting was a display of the artifacts of a family in the 19th century. There was a collection of portraits of them, all prim and proper and Victorian. I thought I'd do something in the realm of Victorian portraiture. How prescribed it was, how the gender roles were played out for the camera. The way in which people construct an ideal world in their records. I began to think about what was left out of the exhibition.
I ended up with three collections.
The Photograms, which were about the dissolution of individuals into history. They were a sort of... visual metaphor? People fading and corroding and being absorbed into swirling narratives of history.

they were specifically photograms because of a class assignment. A photogram is an image made by exposing objects on light-sensitive paper. I used photographic negatives and layers of acetate and paint. These were also the first time I saw an actual advantage of darkroom over digital - for the most part I feel that it just comes down to how people prefer to work, and whether you feel the need to have gigantic prints. But the quality of these photograms is far superior in person - the colours are so bright and lovely, the black is so deeply inky, their screen versions do not do them justice.
The Family Album, in which I sort of re-enacted (reinterpreted?) Victorian family portraits. I did not exactly copy any particular photos, I sort of made an amalgamation of the features common to Victorian portraiture.






They were collected together inside an actual Victorian photo album. There were also framed pictures, containing varnish, dust, hair, and other things I found sifting through garbage bins and crawling under my house.

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The Pornography, the anatagonist of the family portraits, in which I reenacted the other side of Victorian society which was not acknowledged in the exhibiton. This included pornography, photos of actresses and postcard women, fashion imagery, and pictures from medical journals (many of which which were like National Geographic in the period where they featured a naked woman in every issue: a veneer of respectability was used to disguise erotica. Need I mention that the best selling medical book of the 19th century was Psychopathia Sexualis?). It isn't really pornographic in the modern sense at all, there's no actual sex.









They were collected in another miniature Victorian album, which was kept inside a hollowed out book ("English Life and Leisure"). There were also dusty framed versions.


I'll be uploading steadily over the next few weeks, and adding pictures to this journal along the way. There are 5 photograms, 11 family portraits, and 11 pornographic portraits.
And in a couple of weeks some of my work will be up on the National Museum's website! Not the pornography, but the family stuff and the photograms. (The work about what is left out of museums has been left out of the museum.)
If you're in Canberra sometime in the next couple of months there's going to be an exhibition. But I am not entirely sure when or where.
Devious Comments
I must say I have missed your presence terribly!
This project of yours sounds just magnificent.
I'm going to devour every work you upload!
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Mum "Now Keith's arrived so you might want to put your pants on."
Me "...I have got my pants on...."
I will be back for a month or two now. I've had a crazy workload, sleeping 6 hours a night (the nights that I slept) and working all day. There was no time for other people, or fun.
... but it was kinda worth it
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oh, I don't know.
I'm looking forward to seeing more of the "pornographic" portraits. They make me giggle.
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Mum "Now Keith's arrived so you might want to put your pants on."
Me "...I have got my pants on...."
you gotta love it
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I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That's my dream. That's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight... razor... and surviving.
Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood!
Acta est fabula...
I know that they have to protect the children and etc., but it does bother me a little. It feels like we're sanitising history for the sake of a small portion of the population (whose innocence isn't likely to last long anyway). Which also makes it easier for the larger segment of the population to rewrite their history for more political reasons.
The exhibit managed to leave out any evidence of the mass genocide european settlements enacted. It wouldn't have been family friendly. They left out the torture instruments used on the convicts, and the fact that a lot of them were political prisoners, Irish revolutionaries who contested English rule. They left out the backyard abortion clinics which were once common, and the orphanages mixed race children were sent to. Their gold mining exhibit didn't mention the racist laws which were designed to keep asian people from working in the gold fields. I could keep going.
and while I understand that it's not healthy to dwell on these things, neither is it appropriate to pretend they never happened.
I only focused on a small, innocuous portion of overlooked history. The fragments of human nature and desire that reside in pornography. The way in which repressed and censored material reflects the values of a society as accurately as their socially accepted brethren. I never actually expected them to accept that work, but it still bothers me.
Why did the members of an upper class family who commissioned a photographer deserve their place in history, and the girl who prostituted herself to a photographer, probably to feed her own family, did not?
(wow. I went on a bit there. Sorry.)
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oh, I don't know.
People only care about preserving their own heritage. I like to think of it as part of the survival against nature, but because we have no predators (apart form micro-organisms), we hunt and attempt to survive against other people.
Is there a museum for aboriginal and pre-colonial times?
to have a seperate museum or gallery for aboriginal history and artwork just sends out the message that we are different, and the establishment intends to treat us differently. Australian history and art shouldn't be categorised by race.
I don't think it's designed to protect the European cultural institutions, because there isn't really any threat to them. At best, you could argue that they're attempting to preserve the traditional historical narrative, wherein the English came to an empty land converted its "primitive" people (whose presence, apparently, did not make the land any less "empty") to Christianity and civilised society (by brutally murdering most of them). I wish they could move beyond that sort of willful ignorance.
and if they're only "preserving their own heritage" then that means that the museum only hires people of european descent.
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oh, I don't know.
we get the same kind of thing her in the American South. there is always some demand to tear down a Civil War Dead memorial or something of that sort. like it or not, it's part of history. taking the Confederate battle flag off of state flags or moving all Civil War memorials away from courthouses isn't going to change the fact that we fought a 4 year war to the tune of a half million dead.
i like what you decided to focus on, i find it quite fitting. and the only thing scarier than censorship is self-censorship.
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I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That's my dream. That's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight... razor... and surviving.
Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood!
Acta est fabula...
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