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Encaustic Exhibitions

Open Studio May 9 & 10 from 11-5pm

If you are on or close to Salt Spring Island please visit my studio on May 9 &10 any time between 11and 5pm. My address is 481 Beaver Point Rd. Salt Spring Island. There is parking at the bottom of the driveway and a few spaces up near the house.

Some of you may of noticed that during the last few years I have shifted my focus to abstraction. I have always been drawn to art that explores the liminal space between abstraction and representation. My work still focuses on the wonderful textures and surface quality of the encaustic medium and the power of colour and composition. Through geometric and intuitive shapes my new paintings create a feeling sense of something just beyond words -the mind at work – the body feeling; acts of my imagination perceiving the world.

This spring you can find some of my older work at the Salt Spring Coffee Cafe & Kitchen.

I am holding an Open Studio during the same hours as my next door neighbour Stefanie Denz’s Open Studio. So come by to see some of my newest work and work in progress.

Finally this Summer you can see a selection of my new paintings at Salt Spring Arts ArtCraft taking place every day from 10-5pm from June 6 to September 21 in Mahon Hall.

May 6- June 30

Salt Spring Reveries encaustic paintings from 2014-2021 By Rosalie Matchett at Salt Spring Coffee Cafe & Kitchen, 109 McPhillips Ave, #109, Salt Spring Island, Ganges

 

May 9-10 from 11-5pm

Rosalie Matchett & Stefanie Denz Open Studios

Rosalie at 481 Beaver Point Rd, Salt Spring Island

Stefanie at 471 Beaver Point Rd, Salt Spring Island

 

ArtCraft  (daily 10-5pm, from June 6 to September 21)

Mahon Hall, 114 Rainbow Road

Salt Spring Island, BC V8K 2V5

 

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Encaustic Exhibitions Gallery Svalbard

Salvaged Artifacts & Stories

 

August 22 – September 14 2014
Mahon Hall, 114 Rainbow Rd, Salt Spring Island

Delving into historical documents is like exploring a culture so foreign that it seems incomprehensible. Assumptions made in the past are often completely contrary to what is believed today. Yet there is always something to latch on to, some thread that brings one right back to the present. Part of my exploration of the history of whaling in the 17th and 18th centuries was to read journals by whalers and historical accounts of the industry. I also poured over whatever images I could find showing the various systems used for slaughter and processing of the whales. As the industry grew the systems become more efficient and economical. Despite the primitive tools used the sheer numbers of people involved in the whaling industry enabled them to kill enough whales to bring the bowhead species to the brink of extinction in just a short period of about 100 years. Only after the industry had developed ways to process whales at sea did European whalers move away from the islands surrounding Spitsbergen and shift to the western arctic, where they discovered a new bounty of bowhead and right whales. There was money to be made in whaling. It was grueling harsh work for the young men who manned the boats and flensed, cut up and boiled the blubber. Many lives were lost at sea. Frenzy is a word I kept thinking about while making this series. I wanted to show the repetition of a systematic slaughter of the whales and to create a feeling of hysteria and claustrophobia. At the same time I always wanted a reference to the historical material from which I was gleaning my information. Hence I chose to write cursive extracts from both journals and historical accounts I drew on, and to emulate drawings of the period to give a sense of time and place. I chose a pink and brown background hue reminiscent of old paper documents, whale blubber and the flesh under the skin. The translucence of the encaustic medium enables me to create layers of both reveled and partially hidden images that act like visual cues to the almost forgotten threads of our past.

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Encaustic Exhibitions Gallery Svalbard

Whalebones, Blubber & Other Relics of First Oil; Show at the Duthie Gallery

April 4 – 29 2014

Duthie Gallery, Salt Spring Island

In the early 17th century when European explorers first came across Bowhead whales around Svalbard they were so thick in the bays that the ships could hardly maneuver around them. Now the eastern pod of the Bowhead whale; also known as the Right Whale, because it was the right whale to kill, is near extinction. Estimates say there may be as few as ten left. They are no longer seen anywhere near the islands of Svalbard. There is nothing unusual in this history. In fact the history of the slaughter of whales is much like the history of most western industry. It is a history of exploitation of the natural world until resources are either replaced or extinguished. Nevertheless when reading about the industry I was struck by an image of remnants of ancient whalebones that still litter the beaches of the islands where the processing of whales took place over three hundred years ago. I think one of the reasons the image was so strong for me is that it reminded me of the logs, from our logging industry, that litter our BC beaches. It triggered questions like how to depict extinction? How to visualize what isn’t there anymore? What about things from the past that seem no longer relevant but still linger like ghosts in the corners of our imaginations? These questions were the starting off point for this exhibition.

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Exhibitions Gallery Pastel Uncategorized

Tossed Ashore in a Spring Tide; Collective Works Gallery 2009

Spring is a time of re-growth in the sea as much as on the land. Strong winds and storms of early spring uproot seaweed, tossing it ashore in high tide; shiny and jewel like for a brief moment only to become decomposing matter by the end of the day. Chalk pastel is essentially a rich pigmented stick of dust. When working on these drawings I find the pastel shifts, smudges or gets blown away leaving shadows of the mark first put there. It seems an appropriate medium to capture the transitory glory of vegetative debris found along the beach.