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About graffittigranny

I am sending these sculptures out into the world to have a dialogue with those interested in some of the existential questions like what are we all doing here? and what is the meaning of our existence if any? Each sculpture has a" twin". One twin stays at home under the safety of a somewhat boring bland roof of a dolls house found in hard rubbish. The other is left out in the world somewhere with a poem to engage you in these questions of our existence and our memories. Which existence is better? Is there such a thing as a better life? The poems are sometimes in French because the Xmas fortune cookie said " The sum of human knowledge is not contained in any one language." I hope over time a dialogue might begin where the sculptures create a means for us to relate in the quiet of the blog site. What this dialogue will mean or not is yet to be revealed!

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Warning by Jenny Joseph When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me, And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and … Continue reading

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Siblings

Three siblings from the same parents and yet so different.

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“Hope”

Hope by Emily Dickinson “Hope” is the thing with feathers__ That perches in the soul__ And sings the tune without the words__ And never stops__at all__ And sweetest__ in the gale__is heard__ And sore must be the storm__ That could … Continue reading

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searching for home

searching for home

a feeling of so close to a memory you can touch it and yet it continues to allude you

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Hommage to Kathy Kolwitz

Hommage to Kathy Kolwitz and all those mothers who have lost their children

I will never forget you

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what is on the other side?

graffitti granny’s sculptures are venturing oversea. Cherche is off to Russia, Ouef is going to Turkey and Vie is heading to the Big Apple. Meanwhile Cherche’s twin, Seul stays in the flats with a Babha Yaga learning Russian for when … Continue reading

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Au Revoir

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The poet saves us and gives an expression for the unspeakable sadness of Good byes which are a part of life.

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Espere

Espere

Espere is sitting with the big guys on another sculpture Standing figure by Willem de Kooning at the NGV.
Espere is hopeful of being discovered.
What ever that means!

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In Xanadu did Kubla Khan

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This sculpture was left in the flower beds outside Ruyton in Coleridge St, Kew. The poem is Khubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. A fitting poem for a girls school I thought. Lots of erotic suggestions and fantasies. Glitz head … Continue reading

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Heraclitus

Voit and daffy at Melbourne University Voit and Daffy Duck are about to go global. He was left at the Babel building, Melbourne University in February with the poem Heraclitus by William Cory. “They told me, Heraclitus, they told me … Continue reading

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