Thinking cap on

I have been thinking a lot this week. Mainly because Ive been sick (again) and so have had a bit of time on my hands. 

As my epic Whanganui River trip was canned I got on with reading some background research. I came across this story and found this line “I’d stopped at Jerusalem for Baxter, but it was Aubert who held me until the early morning“. So off to the library to get Jessie Munro’s biography of Suzanne Aubert. I had dipped into this book before but never read the whole thing through. Once I started into it, her story gripped me too and so now I am even more determined to get up that river.

In a somewhat similar vein, I have been looking into religious iconography and devotional art recently, (to be honest of the kitsch variety) so was interested to come across “Fabiola“  by Francis Aly.

Fabiola (photo from C-Monster)

“an assemblage of bric-a-brac that has to be one of the most compelling installations I’ve seen in a long time. The 300+ paintings, mosaics and needlepoints that depict the serene, red-robed Fabiola are all reproductions of a lost 19th century portrait of the saint by Jean-Jacques Henner“

I can think of several NZ icons that it might be fun to do a similar thing with – scenes of Mt EgmontTaranaki on placemats, teatowels, velvet, postcards? Paua shells? Naïve copies of “Cass”?

Tags: Alys, Aubert, Baxter