GOODBYE TO THE CARNATIONS

 As I’ve mentioned, Betty’s favourite flowers were carnations, particularly red carnations. It’s a flower that I just don’t connect to at all. She owned a painting of carnations by Western Australian artist, Laurie Knott.

Born in the UK in 1921, Laurie Knott studied in the UK and arrived in Western Australia in 1952. An impressionist painter in oil and watercolour, he exhibited his work in Australia from 1963. He was art critic for the 'Sunday Times' newspaper in Perth, and has also worked as an art teacher judge and lecturer in Perth and country areas. His work is represented in Western Australian regional art galleries and institutional collections in Perth and overseas. He died in 1980. Some more information about his work can be found here: https://www.aasd.com.au/artist/9281-laurence-laurie-knott/

To honour Betty’s memory, we hung the painting in the Pink House but in our review of the art we want to hang in Archibald St, we decided not to keep it. We offered it to friends and one of them suggested donating it to the Art for Aid Fundraiser for Medical and Humanitarian for Palestine. I think we were the only donation of work from a deceased artist but someone clearly loved it because tit was sold and we doubly pleased that it’s gone to good home and that it raised money to help with the catastrophe that is Gaza.

We attended the opening night of the exhibition on 25 October, held at the Holmes a’Court Gallery and it was full of people we didn’t know. A reminder that although many aspects of Perth are familiar, many aren’t such as the world of the visual arts and philanthropy. But there was good prosecco on tap, some tasty middle eastern food to eat and of course, we couldn’t resist buying another (small, affordable) print full of colour to replace Betty’s carnations.

Susn with carnations at the top at the exhibition

It seems somewhat inappropriate to talk about Gaza after talking about the type of things we can do and Gazans can't - go to art exhibition, sip champagne, enjoy fresh food. But we should talk about Gaza.

I suppose there are people who don't. People who can't bear it any more. People who are too frightened to express an opinion. People who don't believe that Palestine exists or should exist. But if you're a doctor or a journalist, you can't ignore it as your colleagues are killed. If you're a parent, you can't help but be moved the images of starving children. If you are Jewish or Palestinian Australians, your heart must be breaking albeit for different reasons. And if you work in the arts, you can't escape the horror of Gaza as local companies are attacked for accepting funds from Jewish philanthropists.

I have already expressed my sense of impotence about this conflict in an earlier post (18th June) but this time, I'm going to point to some cultural experiences which might help you come to grips with what is happening in Gaza.

Firstly, there's the brilliant podcast by Willaim Dalrymple, Empire, which has a series of episodes on the history of Gaza.

As recommended by friends, there's a poignant and moving love story set in Gaza, currently streaming on SBS on Demand: Gaza, mon amour


An impressive book about the divisions within Israel by NY Times journalist Isabel Kershner: Land of Hope and Fear

A fascinating history of Jaffa, the area near Tel Aviv, through the eyes of three Jewish and three Palestinian families: City of Oranges by Adam LeBor

A brilliant novel about a production of Hamlet set in the West Bank: Enter Ghost by Isabelle Hammad

A moving family drama about living in a West Bank camp: Mornings in Jenin by Susan Abulhawa 

A challenging TV series about dealing with social and political differences in an Israeli high school: The Lesson on SBS on Demand

The Oscar-winning documentary on the impact of Israeli settlemens in the West Bank: No Other Land. 

And for those of you who don't want drama but do want some laughs, Tel Aviv on Fire has been recommended (also on SBS on Demand) but I'm afraid that the lead character is so gormless, I just couldn't keep going with it.

As alwys, the arts can teach us more than the algorithmic driven world of social media.

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