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November 10, 2011 | Posted By: | Uncategorized |

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Editorial by Wendy Cavenett

On a cool Melbourne day, local artist Michael Peck enters an old blue warehouse in the heart of Richmond. Inside, it’s 1950s ambience with monochrome walls and original period décor. “It’s like being on the set of Mad Men,” Peck says as he climbs the stairs to his studio located on the first floor. On the way he passes a solitary man in a small, boxy office. The secretary – replete with classic French twist and 50s attire – sits in a grey-hued reception area, typing an invoice on an old black and grey typewriter.

“I love it here,” Peck says. “It suits me perfectly.” It’s true. The setting is perfect when you consider Peck’s oeuvre. Renowned for his monochromatic palette and use of nostalgic imagery, his oil paintings have a unique relationship to time, memory and the idea of memento mori, the Latin phrase commonly translated as “remember that you must die”……. Read More

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