I remember the day I photographed these jellyfish.
My husband, myself, and a friend took a sojourn down to the Melbourne Aquarium. I was doing my 'young hooligan' thing and was quite stoned. The experience was mesmerizing. I sat by the jellyfish tanks with my camera for some time. The darkness and special lighting required for optimal viewing of the tanks put me into a dreamlike trance - couple that with the slow undulating movements of jellyfish and I was in heaven.
I have a very strange relationship with jellyfish. I grew up on the Far north Queensland coast of Australia, and my childhood home was on a beach front. In the summertime we were forbidden from swimming in the ocean, a cruel taunt for children trying to escape the summer heat. The Box Jellyfish ([i]Chironex fleckeri[/i]) is the most dangerous of all jellyfish, with an array of deadly venomous nematocysts. I can remember waking up to the sound of ambulance sirens on our sleepy beach street one morning: one teen aged girl had foolishly gone swimming near our home. I do not recall if she survived.
Despite the risks, people are still known to swim. The sea sings a siren's song in summer; 100% humidity and 40 degree celcius heat can be hard to bare. And in the gentle and cooling surf, like sailors lulled to their doom, choking strings of venom curl around the legs and arms of bathers.
Despite these horror stories, it's not hard to find the beauty in these creatures. When I made this series of work, I thought about their luminous beauty, the siren song, and the fantasy lights under which I viewed them in their captivity. The image just 'spawned' from there.
Please enjoy. I rarely write much about my work, but I just wanted to talk about how much this animal means to me.