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              Catherine Reason Macauley
 Ceramic Artist
   
    
What's Happening for 2017

Well I have to say I had a bit of a break from all artwork to focus on a lot of other projects that needed doing.  And so here I am back at creating ... 

   

All new - "4 The Wall"

July 2017

   

"Gwynhwyfar"
White Wave

Black & White Exhibition 8-22 July 2017
Aspire Gallery


                   

Set of 3 "4 The Wall"


 
"Wall Plaque"

June 2017


Aspire Gallery -  53 Kennedy Terrace, Paddington, Brisbane
Foot Square Exhibition 7th June - 17th June

 
1st Prize  "Modern Minuet"
A minuet being a slow dance. "Modern Minuet" is that moment before or after the creative experience

The Foot Square Exhibition is the second annual small pieces competition.   Opening night June 10th.  Now Aspire is a relatively new Gallery in Brisbane and has a really lovely atmosphere and is extremely artist friendly!!!! So check it out sometime.


So Whats New In Regard to Sculpture?

"The Dutchess"


2016 Exhibitions

  Apple Mac by Catherine Reason Macauley
"Apple Mac"

 Graydon Gallery


           

"Perception - Looking & Seeing are Two Different Things"
Hervey Bay Regional Gallery 2016 

I have named my work "Libretto - A Play on Words". Libretto meaning "Text of a dramatic musical work of an opera or operetta including lyrics to be sung or spoken".  Ok, so there is no music to speak of, and there is no speaking, but that is part of the "Perception:.  All is in fact, sculptural and structural; introducing four scores or scenes, "The Text", "A play on Words", "The lady of the Coracle" and the "Scribes".


                     

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Some of my writings ...


Prilncess & The Pea by Catherine Reason Macauley  The Princess & The Pea


Once upon a time line there was a most handsome Prince, who wanted to meet a real Princess.  But, how to find a real Princess?  He searched the social hot spots, he searched the internet, he browsed facebook, and found, no one matched his search.
Then, one hot summer evening the weather machine had been programmed and a huge thunderstorm broke the sky.  All the city was disconnected from all that was used to control it.  There was flooding, and there was chaos.  And then, someone knocked at the gates.  The elderly King went to open them.
Before the gate stood a Princess (or so she said), who had been out for a walk to
contemplate all that was and is.  So lost in thought, she was not aware of those familiar but strange clouds.  And so here she was, soaked to the core.  But was she a real Princess?
Though the Queen did a quick Google search, it was hard to know for sure.  With fake profiles and all. 
To find out soon enough, the Queen went to the bedroom and remade the bed.  The Princess would have to stay for the night as the web had crashed and there was major flooding.  One single pea she placed at the centre of the bed base.  Then carefully she placed twenty organic bamboo mattresses layered over the pea.  This was a homegrown pea of course; not one from the plastics of the freezer bags so favourable for the day.  And this was the bed the Princess fell asleep on.
The next day she was asked how she slept.
"Not well at all!!" she sighed.  Forgive me for saying "There was a huge lump in the centre of the bed and "I tossed and turned all night!!"
So it was clear that this must be a real Princess.  Who could feel the pea under the twenty layers of mattresses.  And other would not have noticed.
The Prince and Princess became good friends and went out into the real world to choose a more natural existence.
And would you agree that this is a r
eal fairy tale!!

                                                                                                            Catherine

& I have also been making dolls

Ceramic Dolls" by Catherine Reason Macauley     Ceramic Dolls by Catherine Reason Macauley     Ceramic Dolls by Catherine Reason Macauley

"Aschenputtel" (Cinderella) Calico & Ceramic Dolls ...  Once upon a timeline 

Sculpture for 2016


"Queen of Spains Daughter" by Catherine Reason Macauley


Sculpture for 2015

Clay Sculpture by Catherine Reason Macauley  Clay Sculpture by Catherine Reason Macauley  "Empathy" by Catherine Reason Macauley




Heart Gift Tags

Past Display

   "Strawberry Delicious" by Catherine Reason Macauley   Cafe Creations

"Strawberry Delicious" & Strawberry Delicious


Coffee

I wake up in the m
orning
M
y sister makes me coffee

There's always sugar at the bottom
Because she doesn't stir it
But I don't really care
Because I can't make it
It's that percolated stuff
We don't buy instant coffee
Because we're too good for that
But I don't really care
Because I don't have money
To buy myself instant coffee  
So I know coffee at its best
When there's sugar at the bottom

Lucas  Reason age 16
(my youngest brother)

Pottery, Prose & Past Exhibitions  
Lemon Ade by Catherine Reason Macauley  Catherine Reason Macauley  Plum Jam by Catherine Reason Macauley
"Lemonade" & "Plum Jam"  Exhibition

"Pier"
Naracoopa B&B Shorncliffe

   
The Shorncliffe Pier"

...  and how the old will disappear

So here we have
Ontology, toppled by Biology
Where should we have a wood termite, that taunts and tests the human plight
To have a fishing spot to cast, a line that goes a small time past
A spot to grace a moonlight walk, or simply such a place to talk
Look out toward the far sea lining, where all the time the sun's been rising
We paint and contemplate the pose, from which this construction since arose
To have to "Demoloot" the Pier, to which the locals do hold dear
Bit by bit the wood got eaten, such a cause to hold a meeting

To the Shorncliffe Pier ... to past, and present, and a future time
... they laugh those Termite "Maritime"
    Catherine 


The Contessa of Cabbage Tree Creek

So first she did float down the passage of Ningi, in her inflatable Aldi dingi
Singing bits of downloaded songs, in long cotton shirt and rubber thongs
Having iphone plugged to her studded ears, she lay down to drift and shatter her fears
So loud were all the ramped up phonics, and hence ignoring Natures Sonics
And thinking then of her next drift, she GPS'd for her next lift
As such she thought of the Cabbage Tree Creek, there she would launch the very next week the
 So for this venture she did debit a tinny, and there adorned in bikini and mini
Letting down her sun bleached hair, the sight of Chem Trails filled the air
Through mystical mangroves that managed to last, aid rubbish thrown from the not distant past
Down and down she did float, no longer attached to the tv remote
But as her thoughts did pass the day, a speed boat managed come her way
The collision was , i'm told a blur, and who should know what did occur?
and told her life was rather sweet, from a single verse, they did tweet

Tis "The Contessa of Cabbage Tree Creek"
Catherine

The Lady of the Coracle by Catherine Reason Macauley


The Lady of the Coracle

Coracle being a small boat of wickerwork covered with pitched can as, used by ancient Britons & still by the Welsh & Irish fisher people

T'was the journey she would chronicle, her searching for the Oracle
There she would voyage through the passage of time, looking for reason and versing in rhyme
Seeking the future told somewhere out there, and starting her journey without little care
At first she did travel in a straight line, and only the concept of that which is 'mine'
Steering her vessel in the vain hope, with all going well she should stay afloat
Sometimes she floats and sometimes she steers, the doorway of choices opens up fears
To sail the firmament what did she learn?  Thinking what's real, was really not firm
Perhaps an illusion lost in the mist, but  what one could find was really the twist
Inner, chi, energy, what's with the word, all in the phonic, t'is really what's heard
So there did she wander got caught in the net, the very first time, she knew water was wet
She saw that the weather was run by machine, and really in nature the best way to clean
Her Celtic, her Danish, was what gave her her looks, but life understanding was not found in books
And for all of her travels and the distance she made, she noticed the spiral, the colour, the shade
No longer paddling, she lets her craft drift, and finds that in fact the voyage takes a shift
She finds herself now, quite by surprise, seeing quite clearly, the question arise
That looking through the conacle t'was she in fact, her Oracle?

 ... The Lady of the Coracle
Catherine


Cernak, David & Galliath, on day the nearly dieth
With an upside down debarkle, that did happen in a sparkle
As the paddled up Hayes inlet, with a mission to beget
A finish to a picture, that would create the perfect tincture
As the tide did start to change, waters came quite strange
And thus a story to be told, and a sight was to behold
  Catherine


Wall Plaques & Necklaces

    Three of a Kind by Cath Macauley    Catherine Reason Macauley Business Card    "Rouge" by Catherine Reason Macauley    
 

I knew a girl
Who was so sexy, She sat at home, And she knitted love.
Out of the thin air,
The love was knitted, Cos she so sexy, Such a sexy girl.
And people flocked,
From near and far, To see the girl, Knit all the love.
I used to know her,
When she was younger, She was sexy, Even then.
But the people,
Didn't understand, That she's a talking, Kinda girl as well.
Personality is a factor,
In all people, But the people, Didn't understand.
But she couldn't stop
So she kept on, Knitting the love, Out of thin air.
And sometimes,
She gave the love, To the people, Who stood around her.
But nothing ,
Last forever, And after a while, The love disappeared.
So the people,
 Demanded more, And so the people, Demanded more.
And considering,
That the girl was nice, She gave out, Some more love
But nothing,
 Lasts forever, And after a while, The love disappeared.
Now the people,
 Began to hate her, Cos she so sexy, And she knits love.
So they made plans
For the girl, Who knits love, And is so sexy.
So they locked her,
 In a room, With lots of air, To knit her love.
But after a while,
She realized, That love, Just didn't come from air.
But that it also,
Came from inside her, So she couldn't, Knit love anymore,
And nothing,
Last forever, And after a while, The love disappeared.
So the people,
Began to hate her, Because she wouldn't Knit them some love.
So they killed her, But then they realized, That without her, They had no love.

Lucas Reason aged 16
 (my youngest brother)  


Past Sculptures
Lavender by Cath Macauley    
Lavender

The Fruit
Symbol of Abundance


Walk ye in the garden,
and show me what has seeded,
And know that what is done in love,
is all that's ever needed.

        Catherine
 
   
        "Oranges & Lemons" by Catherine Reason Macauley

                                  
Hearts
Necklaces, Wall Plaques, and Little Dishes

Ceramic Heart by Cath Macauley     


                 Amity Dishes by Catherine Reason Macauley      

           Cath Macauley "Wearable Art" Australian Ceramic Artist      

The Heart
Symbol of Love


Remember now of your true worth, as you wear the heart from the Mother Earth
Catherine


Australian Earthenware Ceramic Hearts by Cath Macauley     Heart Necklaces by Cath Macauley

Earlier Hearts

       Cath Macauley Ceramic Hearts     Ceramic Hearts by Catherine Macauley     Ceramic Heart Necklaces by Cath Macauley finished with touches of gold leafing

    Porcelain Blue Prints 

               Porcelain Blue Print by Catherine Reason Macauley         Wall Plaque by Cath Macauley         Porcelain Blue Print by Cath Macauley

 


Wall Plaques  Wall Plaque by Catherine Reason Macauley       Wall Plaque by Catherine Reason Macauley   Wall Plaque by Catherine Reason Macauley   Angel Wall Plaque by Catherine Reason Macauley

  

   

 

 

 

 

 

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