A short film, roughly half a minute in duration. It was made by stitching lines with a thread-less needle upon a fabric woven to hold light, 16mm in width. There's a layer of black film, if you scratch it like a feather, then you will colour it green. If you apply a little more pressure, then you will colour it yellow. Yet if you press without caution, you’ll erase it entirely and leave behind the transparency of a white. All these marks are then contrasted against that initial dark, an ocean of black. As for the concept, it was about trying to hold onto a moment, of an encounter ..that should not be contained. Like a flame held in the palm of a hand. If it is held too tight, it will extinguish. If held for too long, then one will burn up along with it.
Having recently graduated from the Tasmanian College of Art, Milly Yencken’s practice is raw and edgy and utterly unique when viewed or compared to anything else we may see on our local art scene. Her paintings and drawings morph gracefully into animated sequences that have us captivated until they dissipate evenly into the still nothingness from whence they arrived.
A short film, roughly half a minute in duration. It was made by stitching lines with a thread-less needle upon a fabric woven to hold light, 16mm in width. There's a layer of black film, if you scratch it like a feather, then you will colour it green. If you apply a little more pressure, then you will colour it yellow. Yet if you press without caution, you’ll erase it entirely and leave behind the transparency of a white. All these marks are then contrasted against that initial dark, an ocean of black. As for the concept, it was about trying to hold onto a moment, of an encounter ..that should not be contained. Like a flame held in the palm of a hand. If it is held too tight, it will extinguish. If held for too long, then one will burn up along with it.
Having recently graduated from the Tasmanian College of Art, Milly Yencken’s practice is raw and edgy and utterly unique when viewed or compared to anything else we may see on our local art scene. Her paintings and drawings morph gracefully into animated sequences that have us captivated until they dissipate evenly into the still nothingness from whence they arrived.