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Art Competition Gallery 2016

Welcome to the Life in Death gallery! These artworks were entered in Palliative Care Australia’s art competition earlier in 2016. Hover over an artwork to learn more about it.

We received 82 entries, of which, 34 were chosen to exhibit at an art gallery in Canberra. Life in Death was a vibrant and creative exhibition that celebrated life as well as the role death plays in shaping it.

The winners are:
Overall winner – ‘Christening Shroud’ by Anzara Clark.
People’s Choice winner – ‘Ashkeeper’ by Ashley Fiona.
Palliative Care ACT winner – ‘Flight’ by Barbara van der Linden.

Thank you to all the entrants and those who attended the exhibition!

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One's life in one's hands By Pauline Photograph Read More

The hands I brought for our staff garden to use as a place of reflection, security and to remember those staff members whom have passed and our community. I felt this symbolises beginnings of life, healing, balance, choice, dignity and death. Hands tell the tales of a persons life, the lines might fray or fade but a hand being held starts at the beginning of birth right through life until the end.

Ritual and Remembrance 1 By Fran Romano (FRattempo) Object Read More

This work represents a continuing exploration of the themes of life and death and the rituals surrounding it. Here, I’ve turned my attention to the shrine culture found in many countries. My images (sourced from travels in Catholic countries,Italy, Belgium and Spain) combined with the ceramic medium, create unique forms but tell a common story. Permanence and impermanence, the perennial dichotomy. Ritual and memory providing sustenance and grounding us in hope. Permanence and impermanence, the perennial dichotomy. Ritual and memory providing sustenance and grounding us in hope.

Still life with Skulls By Naomi Downie Painting Read More

Over the years l have learnt to intergrate mt grief over my cousin passing away with cancer suddenly 20years ago. That it comes inwaves around the time of her passing each year. Sometimes l feel her pressence & chat to her. She lived on a farm remote & named two lambs after my brother & l. They r gone she is gone. I have learnt to forgive myself instead of carrying regrets. I loved her as a sister just wish l had been a better one. The skulls remain behind. Her memories & life is apart of all of us now. She is free.

Draco By Karen Revie Object Read More

Draco is the name of the constellation of the dragon which circumnavigates the pole star where, in accordance with ancient mythology, newly dead kings travel to attain immortality. This constellation is associated with immortality because its stars, being circumpolar, never set and can therefore be seen in the heavens all year round. Symbolically the ouroboros is a dragon or serpent swallowing its own tail and usually describes a never ending circle symbolising eternity, rebirth and resurrection. Draco is a permanent public sculpture at Inveresk Cultural Precinct, supported by Palliative Care Tasmania in 2016

Reliving By Katie Object Read More

Last year my uncle became suddenly ill, and after procedures and tests his state worsened due to infection. As a result, he had to have both legs removed from above the knee down. After this operation, he never regained consciousness again. The events that followed my uncle’s death had life altering changes and sacrifices for my grandmother, my mother and myself, being the three closest people to him. This tragedy is a daily reminder for me that life can change in an instant and every moment spent with loved ones is precious and all the more fleeting.

Anastasia By Beata Dorain Drawing Read More

I know a lonely, elderly Greek lady named Anastasia. Anastasia has lots of health problems and worries. She often sits outside of her house. When my son was little and I was picking him up from kindergarten, she would often give him some sweet treats and invite me in for a strong cup of coffee. We would talk for a while and she would tell me about her life. She has one son, but he doesn’t visit her often. Sometimes, Anastasia waits for her son for many hours on the day when he is supposed to visit.