Lungarung by Weaver Jack

Details of Lungarung

  
Lungarung by Weaver Jack
Details
Catalog Number : 783244
Size : 152cm x 152cm
Medium : Acrylic On Linen
For Sale : Contact Short St Gallery
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About Lungarung
"This is me, this is mine. The whole lot is me (she points to the x mark in the painting). I bin walking all around, I know him proper way, he is always here. (Clasps her heart). We are same one, my country is me. He long way that way, but he still here." - Weaver Jack
In many of the works, Weaver places a cross. At first, it was presumed to be a signature, but it is actually a self-representation. It acts as a trigger to help understand that she and her land, Lungarung, are one. For her it is a self-portrait in country. She is one mark of many, but she is unique, like the country. Weaver Jack primarily paints her traditional country south of Well 33 on the Canning Stock Route. When she first started to paint, the outlines of the country were laid bare on the canvas. Like a skeleton of the country, slowly she reclaimed this country dotting over it, loosely at first. She said these where her people walking all around that country, collecting mayi (bush food) and hunting for kuwi (meat). Slowly, the country merged with the people. It was then she started putting herself in the paintings,and through her painting, Weaver managed to reclaim her country. Each turn of her brush captures the intimacy in which she knows her subject. It is an intimacy that is almost impossible to comprehend. It is an extension of herself. She takes discordant colours which represent all the things she eats, and the seemingly disordered is transformed and placed very deliberately in its right place, revealing its perfection. For Weaver, she and her land are inseparable: they are the same. We realise this does not fit in with conventional western views of portraiture, but portraiture is about extending our perceptions of who we are. To understand Weaver, one must know her land, because they exist together and define each other.