26.01.25

BURROWS ARE NOT FOR BLUE RABBITS

posted by EDWIN ROJAS

The exhibition "Burrows Are Not for Blue Rabbits" explores the tension between the conventional and the extraordinary, between the safe and the unknown. The burrow, an archetypal symbol of refuge and protection, is presented here as a space that limits and contains, designed for those who adapt to pre-established environments. However, the "blue rabbits," metaphorical figures of uniqueness, the unusual, and the transgressive, challenge these norms, refusing to inhabit spaces that do not reflect their essence. This title, laden with irony and poetry, suggests an act of resistance: not all beings are destined to live by the same rules. The burrow ceases to be a home and becomes a symbol of structures that restrict creativity, free thought, and the exploration of the ethereal. The work connects with a search for the transcendental in a world that constantly pushes us toward the earthly. Through a visual language that blends the figurative and the abstract, the exhibition invites reflection on identities that escape imposed molds, reclaiming the freedom of those who, like blue rabbits, choose uncertain and luminous paths instead of seeking refuge in the predictable. As a whole, "Burrows Are Not for Blue Rabbits" positions itself as an artistic manifesto breaking away from the ordinary, an invitation to look beyond the shadows of the burrow and embrace the unknown as a space of possibility and transformation.

BURROWS ARE NOT FOR BLUE RABBITS

25.01.25

TRAVELLING GHOSTS

posted by Lynne Forrester

Deep purple swirls and puffs whisk around the skies like expressions of travelling ghosts. Are they reminders that we could ponder on our inner wishes and intentions this weekend?

Travelling Ghosts

24.01.25

SMOKY DUSK

posted by Lynne Forrester

Busy breezes whip up the clouds as it fervently spring-cleans the mountain tops. Rare as it is to see those precipitatious mounds rising rather than hurtling horizontally, rise they did in their colourful mid-afternoon hues. Those initial tentative pinks of an early sunset grow in beauty and frequency as the smoky dusk settles.

Smoky Dusk

19.01.25

WAVES

posted by Lynne Forrester

Clouds mirror sea as streaks run across the skies in huge waves that surge and plough forth each time the wind takes a breath.

Waves

17.01.25

PERPETUAL TRAVELLER

posted by Lynne Forrester

Soft, heavy pillows of protection lurking across the bay. Not low enough to be termed fog, just enough colour to give the delusion of pretty floatiness, but the depth and stoical speed indicate purposeful stealth. Collecting extra luggage and bulk as they continue their trek to wherever their final destination is. Maybe they don't have one, maybe they are the perpetual traveller, the true definition of minimal living, just gathering and despatching what is and what isn't necessary along the way.

Perpetual Traveller