Over a ten-day period, The Strand was converted into the seaside sculptural exhibition, Ephemera (meaning things that exist or are used or enjoyed for only a short time). This major event happens every two years and we were lucky to be here to see the showcase of talent by many artists, including students from local schools. This year also happened to be 20 years from when the event first started.
While a lot of people are currently in lockdown due to covid-19, Robert and I are fortunate to be living relatively freely in Townsville (although there’s no doubt that things may change quickly). With that in mind, I took a stroll along The Strand to see the exhibition first hand, and could there be a better backdrop for this event than the Coral Sea and Magnetic Island?
I’ve included the artist’s name, name of the piece and some details about each artwork. I know that enjoyment of art is subjective, and I’m sure you’ll enjoy some of the pieces. I loved a lot of them, but one of my favourites, due to the pun of the name as well, was Pollut-Ants.
Enjoy the photos below and click them to see more detail.
Field of Breeze
Reclaimed tents, gazebos, sail spinnakers and sun shelters, stainless steel fixing, carabiners, upholstery cotton, gaffa tape, recycled fabric webbing and rigging.
Art for Art Sake
Reef in grief
Recycled plastics. Coral reefs are a food source for a myriad of marine species, threatened by rising sea temperatures, micro plastics and waste cast irresponsibly into our oceans. Enter these caves – sit and ponder the messages discovered inside about the challenges facing our reef.
Torin Francis, winner of the award for Artistic Excellence
Uses steel, aluminium, bearings, concrete and electronic components to explore the intersections of meteorology, technology and spatiotemporal experience. The speed and direction of movement within the work was impacted by a change in temperature, wind direction and humidity.
the 3rd wave
Recycled tin, plywood, fiberglass, lighting. This work is inspired by the shallow waters of Cleveland Bay, where the waves meet the land on the Strand. Sometimes, after the rain and when the south-easterly winds blow, the water is choppy and silty brown. The waves undulate in, fold and break, reflecting the sun, city lights and the moon.
Tree and Leaf
Mixed media. “Foolish humans, you have raised the ire of Scarewood with your incessant noise along my peaceful beach promenade. Awoken from my slumber with the axing of fellow figs and the rustling of your seedlings. What are these scratchings on me? Why must you carve me? That was my best branch! Who is MORRIS 2001? What is this LG that you speak of? Enough! Over the next ten days, heed my warnings.”