Lorelee Gobetti | Artist

Lorelee Gobetti

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25.01.2022 Rise and jump into the fire. In this oil paint and charcoal image, I stand strong and naked except for a cape of kangaroo skins and a Bungarra lizard around my neck. The kangaroo has the ability to move swiftly over rough terrain and the lizard is comfortable spending most of its day laying and dreaming in the shady shadows. My arms are outstretched and calling out to that which has become a part of my identity that I have not acknowledged. I call forth these fragments to rise and make themselves known to me by jumping into the fire of illumination and realisation. I enjoy the lack of control I have over the drawing as the charcoal moves over the oil paint background. Only a love affair with materials can lead to a wedding of felt experience and formed expression (Agell, G. 1982)

24.01.2022 First Thoughts - Diary This is the first drawing about some of my ideas for the installation piece. I plan to incorporate the metaphors and considerations that have occurred in this self-reflective process in past and future weeks.

24.01.2022 Wise Wound - Diary Page I juxtaposed the previous portrait with a mixed media image of a stitched wound shimmering with gold. This represents that which is hidden and disowned by the masked dancer but is always following closely behind and ever-present. The gold points to the treasure that can be found in gently and respectfully with golden scissors opening the wound in safe space and exploring that which has been hidden and is ready to be seen. It’s important to be able to c...ontain and stitch the wound back together again so these energies don’t bleed all over the place and hamper healing for scar wisdom to happen. There is connectivity we all share in the acceptance of the blood and guts of life. Scars can be beautiful; it’s all about your attitude. The chalk pastel summer sky blue of Australia is a call to be playful and grateful even when nothing appears to be working or happening. My wound also has a symbolic backdrop of sheet music that represents my belief in the power of art to heal. See more

24.01.2022 Diary page: Let's call it "Fibres & Senses".

23.01.2022 Sacred and Profane The narrative created by these objects represents the space that clear boundaries and a support system create.

23.01.2022 TIMES and PLACES The wound or schism, as I like to call it, has been a recurring symbol throughout my life's work. Ever since as a teenager I heard about the Centaur Chiron the wise healer with the incurable wound of Greek mythology. This guided me to discover, through Joseph Campbell’s writings, that this character is common in many cultures’ myths to represent the healer (Campbell, 1949). So, I have started with making wounds and a portrait of my wounded child. While maki...ng these works, I noticed that right now I'm not emotionally identified with myself as a victim or even a wise healer due to my art practice, they just are a part of me and I care for them and don’t ignore when they speak out or need to go slow and there is treasure now in those wounds. The gold represents love, acceptance and kindness around ones wound. The wound can be a valuable resource and the ability to have compassion with one’s mangled dark bits truly gives you the ability to be present with the suffering of others (Bager-Charleson, 2010, p. 44). The little guy looks a bit like a monk! See more

23.01.2022 Pointings This sardine can is pointing a finger towards the light/stars in the dark which happens with more ease and joy when you have a wise guide travelling beside you into uncharted seas.

22.01.2022 I want to leave everything as it is. I therefore neither plan nor invent: I add nothing and omit nothing. I steer clear of definitions. I do not know what I want. _GERHARD RICHTER

20.01.2022 Key Bone Soup This image is an assemblage of found objects in a sardine can that I collected on the farm where I grew up. The sardine can represent for me, food for thought. The bones are my metaphor of intergenerational patterns. The lock and key represent opening myself up to looking directly at that which has been kept hidden. I am not afraid of the dark anymore I have grown a parent.

18.01.2022 Snailing In this charcoal and oil painting, I was exploring the myself concept spiral and the snail became my personal metaphor for exploring this idea. The eye in the centre of the shell represents my dominant I and the lens that it casts upon everything and how I see Me projected on everything I see. With the clear awareness of my self-distorting lens, I can move over rough ground smoothly. The hands-on the snail’s head represents the importance of slowing down a...nd getting in touch with myself. This allows me to integrate parts of myself that are triggered and enables me to be present with myself and whoever I meet with unconditional positive regard. The flying ladybug is the free-flying ability of compassion and knowledge that people often are not aware that they judge themselves and others by their best selves, not their total self. How a person views himself has a profound effect socially, psychological and biologically. (Cain & Seeman, 2002, p. 475) See more

17.01.2022 Tracking the Self Here I am as a Bush tracker looking for tracks to find the information that will help me solve some presenting issues. My head is represented as a termite mound where all of the small synapses in the body and brain are unified and work together to transform things from one state to another. When one has integrated and made peace with the majority of the parts of the self then one is able to step into the role of a therapist and hold space for the other and mirror their journey towards integrating aspects of themselves.

17.01.2022 People art! Beautiful. Xx

16.01.2022 Diary Days The visual diary for me is a space of reflection and introspection. It is more natural to my dyslexia being, that is aligned to the image much more than the word. The drawings have a voice of their own and we enjoy an ongoing chat.

14.01.2022 Measuring the Sky This sardine can is focusing awareness to the fact that everyone wonders if they really measure up, as a loveable being and that’s OK. Self-compassion equals non-judgement. Jung (1964) stated that all persons show a tendency to grow towards wholeness, bringing to light their uniqueness and individuality. (Hinz, 2009, p. 12)

11.01.2022 Beachcombing for the Self

10.01.2022 What's the Time Daily life considerations always have to be juggled in everyone's life. The essentials like family, job, food, shelter, education, health and finance.

10.01.2022 Treasure Hunting I was looking for a white dress to represent stated the unformed planet/blank canvas to attach the matter/ideas from the first part of this assignment process (Hinz, 2009, p.3). The blank dress will have a gravitational pull, to bring clarity in exposing the patterns and big picture to address Why I am studying Art Therapy? I had to calm my anxiety that is often felt when looking for a blank canvas and I also had limited time and could only visit one op s...hop to find my dress/muse. Opening myself up to the concept, that whatever appeared in all the other people's junk, would be perfect for the start of this second stage of the process. Feen-Calligan (1995) stated giving up notions of how images should look and instead allow the healing images to come from within. This is my intent throughout this process and letting the installation appear naturally rather than trying to fulfil some ideal. I know this will not always be easy for my artist's identity. To my joy, two things appeared at the op shop: a wedding dress with train and nine hard-covered old books in the free box about ancient civilisations. These read like a poem to me about myself. I am blind feeling my way through a door into somewhere unknown and hidden. Knill (2004) found that Imagination is not totally controllable: it is predictable only in its unpredictability. (p. 84) See more

10.01.2022 Trompe l'oeil xx

09.01.2022 Beachcombing for the Self This shows the importance that I give to spending time in self-reflection and care in my hermit’s cave.

08.01.2022 Thank you for my beautiful flowers and presents my lovelies. It was such fun to work with you all these years. Looking forward to continuing our creative adventures together in a new way. Xx

08.01.2022 Egyptian Dancing Priestess - Art Therapy Process series. This year I have started a post-graduate course in Creative Arts Therapy and Counselling. This course requires a lot of self reflection because, to work with others, one needs to know one’s self. I began the process of self-exploration to investigate why and how I've ended up in this art therapy course with a spontaneous self-portrait that draws from my past. At the age of eight, I stumbled across a book of Tutankha...mun's Treasures and my love of art and metaphor began. I carried this book around for months reading about the strange rituals and practices of the Ancient Egyptians. I drew, chanted and dressed up in an isolated arid landscape on the family farm in Marvel Loch, at the edge of the Wheatbelt. My dance with creativity became my friend and confidant. I was alone but not lonely from that time forth. I can see the strong influence of Ancient Egyptian Art forms and themes in my work. See more

05.01.2022 How shell it be? This work is reflecting my concepts on my gender, marriage and parenting. The sardine can is filled with soft bird feathers which surround a shell which holds a wedding ring. These are questions I have had to ask myself. To marry or not? To have children or not? There is no right or wrong answer to these questions but a calling to look honestly at your constructs about your parents in your eyes. This is important work and a gold mine of healing can happen in this work, gently chipping away as you move through your own life span.

01.01.2022 Doing the Flamingo The perceptions I have created about my mother and father have book-ended my personal metaphors: My mother as trapped Rapunzel in the outback, wishing to be saved by the prince. My father as lonely orphan sailing on his boat on the arid dirt sea. They clung together and soothed each other but never acknowledge their wounds that they wore as cloaks around themselves. My brother and I became animated representations of their hidden wounds. I've spent much of... my life creatively dismantling and cutting free from the maternal tower and paternal fishing-net. A dedication to self-work through my art practice has enabled me to plod along my own path towards the self. As I have gained distance and perspective such imagery became mirages that reappear at random times when triggered and are compassionately accepted. Yet most of the time they are nestled and shrunken down into golden empathic resources that I keep in my pocket as a testament to my own human story. This process has been the foundation on which I have created a codex for my own world of self-metaphor.