Normally the word Neighbours sends a shiver down my spine, and it has something to do with an antipodean
soap uncomprehendingly adored by the English. In fact, it's completely unfathomable how anyone could like that show. Thankfully
Rebecca Shanahan's new work
Neighbours has pulled up to the bumper; the
word neighbours can stand up with pride again. When darkness falls Rebecca hops on her
bike — fitted with hi res
camera — and steadily rides past the
windows and
doors of her inner city street's neighbours. It's a whimsical piece, perhaps a little wrong, and therefore very right. The inner voyeur in us all is satiated through this pondering of the public and private space in an era of unimagined
surveillance. Showing on a small screen
TV at
Rozelle's Eastern Bloc Gallery, Neighbours was accompanied by the largest photographic
curtain ever seen (above). Sheer brilliance. Alongside Rebecca's work was Damian Dillon's evocative, and somewhat foggy photo-collage of suburban Rockdale, making their Interzone show the first great show of the year.
