These tales have been translated and interpreted through the eyes and linguistics of brothers Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm to a majority audience of children and youth.
Our exhibition draws inspiration from both the nostalgia of childhood and the darkness of memories. Employing the Grimm’s Tales as the vehicle to highlight morals from the past to the present.
Utilising the harsh reality, bold facts of life and the core narrative of their chosen Grimm’s tale, the artists where asked to uphold and recreate one of the stories written by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm.
Being true to the time and essence of the original Grimm’s creation whilst bringing it forth into contemporary society, this exhibition seeks to explore how these selected artists, using their respective mediums, would share or write the same tales.
Jessica Alice
Little Red Riding Hood
Poetry/Spoken Word
Jessica Alice is a spoken word poet from old, grey Melbourne town. You'll find her and many bitter and bliss-soaked words wherever there is a bar and not necessarily a mic.
Ben Asthon-Bell
The Boy Who Went To Find Fear
Drafting pencil on paper
Not far from thence stood a haunted castle where any one could very easily learn what fear was, if he would but watch in it for three nights. The King had promised that he who would venture should have his daughter to wife, and she was the most beautiful maiden the sun shone on. Great treasures likewise lay in the castle, which were guarded by evil spirits, and these treasures would then be freed, and would make a poor man rich enough. Already many men had gone into the castle, but as yet none had come out again…
Chloe Grace
The Handless Maiden
Acrylic on Canvas
A miller fell slowly but surely into poverty, until finally he had nothing more than his mill and a large apple tree which stood behind it. One day he had gone into the forest to gather wood, where he was approached by the devil disguised as an old man…who said, "Why do you torment yourself with chopping wood? I will make you rich if you will promise me that which is standing behind your mill."
"My child, if I do not chop off both of your hands, then the devil will take me away…”
Pip Grenda & Clare Sheldon-Williams
The Old Woman in the Wood
Duratrans Print
Water Colour, Grey Lead and Indian Ink
A dove comes flying to her and presents her with a gold key, the key
unlocks the tree on which she sits.
She is to retrieve a plain ring from the Woman in the wood, but by no
way is she to speak to the Old Woman.
..she looks around to find a handsome man whom
speaks softly "Thou hast delivered me from the power of the old woman, who
is a wicked witch…”
Sara Hayat
Faithful John
Oil enamel paint on timber
Then he strengthened him with wine, until he came to himself again. The first words the King said were, “Ah, the beautiful portrait! Whose is it?” “That is the Princess of the Golden Dwelling,” answered Faithful John. Then the King continued, “My love for her is so great, that if all the leaves on all the trees were tongues, they could not declare it. I will give my life to win her. Thou art my most Faithful John, thou must help me.” Faithful John, The Brothers Grimm
Erin Hall
Bearskin
Watercolour
For the next seven years you are neither to wash yourself, nor comb your beard and hair, nor cut your nails, nor say the Lord's prayer. I will give you a jacket and a cloak, which you must wear during this time. If you die during these seven years, you are mine. If you stay alive, you are free, and rich as well, for all the rest of your life."
Then he pulled the skin off the bear and said, "This shall be your cloak, and your bed as well, for you are to sleep on it, and you are not allowed to lie in any other bed. Because of your clothing you shall you be called Bearskin." With that the devil disappeared.
Ruby Kerrisk
Untitled
Burlesque/Performance
After bursting onto the Perth scene as the blossoming baby of "Sugar Blue" Miss Kay Risque has moved to Melbourne to wow many an audience, with a smile to please and booty to tease, this pint sized dame is one fiery maneater! With her extensive dance background in swing, tap, 1920's charleston, go-go and cabaret. Her routines range from the sugary sweet to the downright dirty, paying homage to the greats and bringing back vaudeville and theatrical burlesque with style and finese!
Michelle Luckman
The Raven
Ceramic Earthenware
There was once upon a time a Queen who had a little daughter who was still so young that she had to be carried. One day the child was naughty, and the mother might say what she liked, but the child would not be quiet. Then she became impatient, and as the ravens were flying about the palace, she opened the window and said, "I wish you were a raven and would fly away, and then I should have some rest." Scarcely had she spoken the words, before the child was changed into a raven, and flew from her arms out of the window.
Lord Stompy
Untitled
Muscian
Lord Stompy is a well seasoned entertainer/ songstress with plenty of pepper and spice, and costumes so nice he'll make your blood boil like hot cajun rice. As an original performer he takes the grande olde styles of yesteryear, warps them thru his lunatic brain, and regurgitates them as contemporary nursery rhymes for big kids. Of all instruments however he is most widely regarded as one of SA's most daringly original harmonica greats, with his special custom
tuned harps he ventures deep into the reals of tango, middle eastern, jigs, sea shanties and even polyphonic accordian imitations.
Katie Tarpey
Snow-White and Rose-Red
Holga 120mm Kodak Portra VC
There was once a poor widow who lived in a lonely cottage. In front of the cottage was a garden wherein stood two rose-trees, one of which bore white and the other red roses. She had two children who were like the two rose-trees, and one was called Snow-White, and the other Rose-Red. One day a big brown bear comes to the cottage to keep warm by the fire, and stays with the family through winter. When Snow-White and Rose-Red are faced with an evil dwarf, the bear saves them and reveals that he was bewitched by the dwarf, at which his bear skin falls off to reveal a handsome prince.
Jake Treacy
The Seven Ravens
Digital Print on Acetate, Mirror
He had hardly spoken these words when he heard a whirring sound above his head, and looking up, he saw seven coal-black ravens flying up and away…
She wanted to rescue her brothers, but she had no key to the glass mountain. The good little sister took a knife, cut off one of her little fingers, put it into the door…
Then the ravens were restored to their human forms again. They hugged and kissed one another…
All works copyrighted each artist 2010
