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Artistic response to the airways novel by Jennifer Mills  - biblio art prize blarney books and art megan kennedy

I'm excited to announce I have been selected as a finalist for the Biblio Art Prize held at Blarney Books and Art over the coming months. My series is a response to The Airways by Australian author Jennifer Mills, a book dense with haunting symbolic threads. The following is my artist statement for the work:


The story of The Airways is anchored by an assemblage of distinctive objects and symbols. Oriental lilies, the Beijing Subway network, or the human heart establish a tarot of mechanisms linking and isolating connection, location, and narrative. What impressions take hold as we pass through? Concentrated streams of haunted internal monologue are paired with tangible objective footholds fused with the inevitable projection of trespass, memory, physicality, observation, longing, dislocation, distance, and possession.


I'm grateful for the selection and look forward to seeing the exhibition in person in Port Fairy, Victoria.

Updated: Mar 17, 2022

My Jungle Park series has been featured in Floresta Magazine. Floresta is specifically dedicated to works which take a creative approach to respond to elements of the environment. Led by women and non-binary people, the magazine hopes to inspire thought about the environment through the exploration of works that fuse mediums, places, spaces, people and ideas. I appreciate the opportunity to be a part of the publication.

A photograph of the abandoned Jungle Park in Japan taken by Megan Kennedy




Involuntary memory is a sub-component of memory that occurs when everyday cues evoke recollections of the past without deliberate effort. Voluntary memory then, is characterized by a deliberate effort to recall the past. Both ends of the spectrum are often tied to objects. These scraps contain a memory and are therefore physical and mental vessels of recollection.


After testing hole-punching tools (scissors, dull knives, a seam ripper, forks...) on scraps of cotton, I singed the edges and worked rain-dampened soil into the slightly resistant fibres. Suffused with physical evidences of place and process, I'm curious about the memory of these objects. It may be in materialism that I entrust my caches of memory, but the fallible, imprecise and vulnerable nature of memory results in our collective predisposition (and often desire) to be reminded and to recall.






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