WILL COLES: Sushi Fish (mermaid)

Fibre glass, resin and iron dust, 800 x 1500 x 3000mm – $2,900

This piece is about the unconscious waste, the casual waste & littering that is a part of our modern lifestyle. Barely a thought is paid for the trail of rubbish strewn behind us as we sail through each day oblivious of the consequences. With every day we become more intelligent as a species & yet more distant, more ignorant of the world we rely on. A massively scaled up soy sauce container, made by the tens of millions, like some washed-up stranded whale. Rusting as if decaying, a fish made by man, this man-made mermaid is now too large to be ignored.


Fibre glass, resin and iron dust 900 x 600 x 550mm – $1,400

Infinite is endless, finite is a definite end. Most of the products you buy, the white goods, have builtin obsolescence, sometimes only a few years, sometimes less. If your tangible objects are built & bought to be replaced then why doesn’t that apply to all the intangible elements in your life, your friends, your relationships, your family? Capitalism created consumerism to produce a supposedly ever expanding market. Why sell an item to a customer once when you can sell them an inferior version several times throughout their lives. Our grandparents bought objects for life, our parents bought things that lasted 5 – 10 years, as for us, we constantly ‘up-grade’. The idea of consumerism is infinite, a constantly growing market with endless resources, yet our planet & the resources on it are far from endless. finite. We are actively, acceptingly lowering our standards &, worse, allowing markets to dictate our choices. Or you could disagree. You don’t allow yourself to be led by others, you can think for yourself, you’re an individual….. just like everyone else. Like a lot of my work this piece is intended as memorial criticism of the way we’re living, “a state of life that calls for another way of living”

Never WasWillColes
Fibre glass resin and two pack paint 600 x 1700 x 1400mm – $1,900

Building ruins of sculptures that never existed. All part of a very Western European tradition of creating ‘follies’, secrets & centre pieces within ones estate. The Victorian era filled mansions with mythical Greek marble statues from antiquity when it realized
there weren’t enough real ones to go round. My grandfather* sculpted toy soldiers, he represented the end of an era, the end of a line of classically trained skilled artists leaving art colleges. When they made toy soldiers they poured all their knowledge of great classical art into them, all their knowledge of composition, form & movement. Many of these artists had served, worn the uniforms & carried the guns they sculpted & seen war first hand. Now larger than life they appear like broken monuments, like the Greek & Roman figures art students used to study, despite their lack of limbs, heads & paint. They’re also relics of my childhood, like a broken memory or a neglected memorial to hundreds of plastic battles fought. Now made obsolete by video games, toy soldiers belong to the past, like their creators. Our idea of heroes & heroics changes over time, often the words are overused & almost meaningless, empty shells of what they once were, spent cases.

Born 1972 & raised in the English countryside. My grandfather, Norman Sillman, was a respected sculptor & therefore I always felt it in my blood. I went to Wimbledon & Glasgow Schools of Art but my grandpa taught me more than they could. I moved to Sydney in 1996 & I’ve been getting my work into peoples faces ever since. I want people to see that art has an important role to play in their lives. Art, especially mine, can be thoughtful, provocative, enriching & humorous.