Hammer & Hand is a metal & jewellery collective based in Hobart, Tasmania and Bangalow, New South Wales.

We have set up a beautiful display in the Mullum RSL exhibition space in the main Bar area ! Till the 22nd December ! Check it out !

Couple of things here.. The Cage in the Prison, one without a floor , the other an open door. 

About the “SELF” we build from birth, by first experiencing, then judging, then forming an opinion 

and identifying with that … holding it to be the truth of us .. This sense of SELF  can prevent us from

experiencing the moment directly.. Whereas .. it is an illusion, has no foundation and so cannot hold us.

(a useful tool though.. but to be put down upon completion of a task)

PARADE

PARADE

The “Wheeled Wheel” Takes this thought further and describes how we carry the idea of “Self as Journey” 

and perpetuate it.

The House that Jack Built (The Full Catastrophe)

Maybe it is about runaway House Prices, rampant consumerism…fear of Rodents.. Agrophobia…?..

but No! ..

It is the lives we lead that can run away from us with a seeming life of their own… The karmic round.. Dependant Origon.

 

  This is the House that Jack Built

This is the house that Jack built.

This is the malt that lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cat that killed the rat

That ate the malt that lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the maiden all forlorn

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the man all tattered and torn

That kissed the maiden all forlorn

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the judge all shaven and shorn

That married the man all tattered and torn

That kissed the maiden all forlorn

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the rooster that crowed in the morn

That woke the judge all shaven and shorn

That married the man all tattered and torn

That kissed the maiden all forlorn

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the farmer sowing his corn

That kept the rooster that crowed in the morn

That woke the judge all shaven and shorn

That married the man all tattered and torn

That kissed the maiden all forlorn

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the horse and the hound and the horn

That belonged to the farmer sowing his corn

That kept the rooster that crowed in the morn

That woke the judge all shaven and shorn

That married the man all tattered and torn

That kissed the maiden all forlorn

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog that worried the cat

That killed the rat that ate the malt

That lay in the house that Jack built.

I have been thinking about Schrodinger’s Cat and what Bruce Lee said about Flowing Like Water… How water will take the shape of anything.. like a Tea Pot  or a glass, yet still remain water.. These two thoughts connect in the mind …. are we a river or a tea cup ? .. in a universe of water is there water..?   Musing on emptiness.. running on empty .. It’s how we roll !

“Tip-Toe Through the Tulips”Mechanism for Kinetic Sculpture

This little guy is a Romantic, let loose with a Ukulele (Or is that  an  Ukulele with the Hawaiian pronunciation ? .. both I recon because being a proper pedant about it is just silly) … ANYHOW ! … Click on the link to see the little fellow on Youtube .. CLICK HERE

Click this link for “Virgil” in action.. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQ0RQpPZFAk&feature=youtu.be

From “The Band” .. a song sung by a Southern soldier of the American Civil War…

I imagine Virgil’s ascension on his death.. playing his Ukulele and singing .”The night they drove old Dixie down, all the bells were ringing”.

“Virgil Cain” Kinetic mechanism

and woosh! the sound of another month going by….

The opening evening of our MetaLust exhibition was a great night.  Lots of people, clear skies, fire in the gorgeous (Bruce Pringle made) brasiers, yummy nibbles, 4 litres of mulled wine gone in less than an hour….and gorgeous new works unveiled by the whole crew from Hammer and Hand.

I went for a old mixed with new theme for my MetaLust – cast organic pieces set with large and/or bright stones.  I’m really pleased with them….so without further ado:

Red gum branch set with a stunningly cut green quartz

Amethyst how I love you….set in a bottle brush seed pod head

Gum pods ring set with yummy hessonite stones

Cheery tree twig with organically set opal triplet

Beautiful blue quartz in a blackened, rustic setting and chain

Looking forward to seeing the Hobart Hammer Crew later this week !

Taking my warm woolies and long-johns as it seems a tad cold there at the moment.

Wishing I could bring this Byron Bay early spring warmth !

Also looking forward to placing some of my sculpture there..Drop in and have a look next week !

Sky Swimmer

Bushland Madonna

Dreamboat 3

Dreamboat 2

Dreamboat 1