There are shitloads of artists in Australia. SHITLOADS.
One of my favourites, for so many reasons is Hazel Dooney.
(NSFW warning BTW)
She merges her art/life/life/art so effortlessly, that I’m endlessly fascinated. She is unflinchingly honest and open.
She’s also kicked back against the old school, mostly male dominated commerical gallery system in Australia, and copped a lot of abuse for it. But the art world is evolving at a rapid rate and kicking against the old school rich guys ain’t such a bad thing. In fact it may be the most necessary thing to keep art in Australia alive, and uncensored.
(I can’t get the link to work because my brain is broke this morning, but google her if you like. I’m not going to force you to. But also read the following – Warning: Not a comfortable read.)