Welcome to the Potocki Paterson Stockroom/Media Library featuring our New Zealand artists that we represent/have exhibited with. The Stockroom is regularly updated and is in the process of contruction, so please visit again shortly.

Please contact dylan@potockipaterson.co.nz for further enquiries.

KIRK NICHOLLS

 

All Kirk’s work is based around environmental concerns. 

The more recent works are made entirely from a low brow controversial material; common household plastic. Within the tradition of classical sculpture, materials of value such as bronze and marble are employed for the ability to emphasise time and record skill and labour in their execution. Plastic in contrast is difficult to control and is fast and loose to apply. This creates an organic, painterly, abstract look to the sculpture, upending the formal nature and preciousness usually associated with classical arts.

CLASSICAL BUST – $7000

DAVID LE FLEMING

SANDY RODGERS

Hestia 

Mixed media

117cm (w) x 100cm (h)

$7,400

Mahuika 

Mixed media

117cm (w) x 100cm (h)

$7,400

They sat with their backs leaning together, their ageless bodies told of a weariness that only the grief of lost dreams and the resentment of all the injustices – small and monumental stacked ill ordered upon one another inside of their vertebrae.

Ma let out a sigh as she exhaled smoke.  The smell was acrid and alive, she packed her pipe fresh with dark leaves.

Hestia was always the patient one and she rubbed Ma’s spine.

‘You know it’s going to be ok’

‘We have seen them through so much before, now won’t be any different. We just keep  lighting the fires, keep making sure their homes and hearts are warm.’

Ma pushed away Hestia’s hand.

‘You think it is that simple e hoa? Just keep giving them the fire. You remember when I tested my grandson in the beginning ? Remember how he wasted the precious flames to spite me, to taunt me. We can’t trust them. We have never been able to trust them. Not even our own.’

Hestia worried the wool cushion beneath her feet, she fell silent for she didn’t know that pain that her friend felt of a family betrayal. She had stayed removed from family and remained chaste to provide for all others. Hers was a different kind of pain. She noticed Mahuika’s hands grow red as she thought about the deception centuries before, though she knew this current agitation was in response to more contemporary issues. The  human’s guns and bombs, cutting fire through innocent bodies and destroying entire cities . This was what was behind  her dear friends distress . She knew this response was causing their inner fire to increase, causing the warming of the planet. Every agitation and disrespect the humans showed, caused the women to fuel the fire in discontent.

She knew in her heart that the fire had taken on a rogue deceit and that simply protecting the hearth of the home was a fabled and condescending way of excusing them from the power these humans had harnessed.  Excusing them like grandmothers might be excused from hearing about their grandchild ending up in jail. She realised they were sitting idle and she became increasingly uneasy at the prospect of not modernising her power to meet the metastasised furore in front of her.

Mahuika, tapped her pipe and shredded the kaikomako leaves into the bowl again where they ignited immediately.   Hestia steeped a chaste tree branch in hot water above their eternal fire. The purple flower heads turning in the heat. She rounded to face her friend.  Her  eyes like cool lakes met Mahuika’s warm dark pools and after perhaps years they silently agreed to make drastic change. It had happened before, yet they had never believed it would need to happen again.

Withdrawing their sacred flame from the world would leave her cold and ice laden. Yet their weary bones were aching already, and they knew that their people no longer fed their fires with gratitude and love toward them. Instead they believed it was theirs to do what they pleased. Well, this way at least, they may listen.

SHELLEY MASTERS

ALEX MILN
Nite Owl 
oil on timber and aluminium 
122cm (w) x 160cm (h) 9.6cm (d)
$3,220 SOLD
The Dirty Bird
oil on timber and aluminium 
102cm (w) x 160cm (h) x 9.6cm (d)
$3,000 AVAILABLE
Urban Valhalla
oil on timber and aluminium
39cm (w) x 90cm (h) x 70cm (d)
$2,550 AVAILABLE
The Prophets Den
oil on timer and aluminium
35cm (w) x 60cm (h) x 75cm (d)
$2,300 AVAILABLE
Lest We Forget
oil on timber and aluminium
120cm (w) x 91cm (h) x 65cm (d)
$2,600 AVAILABLE
 Lost
oil on timber and aluminium
180cm (w) x 133cm (h) x 21cm (d)
$5,500 AVAILABLE
FREEMAN WHITE
Mt Taranaki
oil en plein air, 39cm x 45cm framed

$3500 AVAILABLE
Te Aratipi
oil en plein air, 39cm x 45cm framed

$3500 AVAILABLE

MARIANNE MUGGERIDGE

DENNIS BLAIR

ROGER MORRIS // remo //

Untitled 1
woodblock original print 67cm x 93cm framed
$800 SOLD
Untitled 2
woodblock original print 67cm x 93cm framed
$800
Untitled 3
woodblock original prints 67cm x 93cm framed
$800
Untitled 4
woodblock original print 67cm x 93cm framed
$800
Untitled 5
woodblock original print 67cm x 93cm framed
$800 SOLD
Untitled 6
woodblock original print 67cm x 93cm framed
$800
Untitled 7
woodblock original print 67cm x 93cm framed
$800
Untitled 8
woodblock original print 67cm x 93cm framed
$800
SIMON KERR – H.I.T.W.G
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