Yhonnie Scarce
![Yhonnie Scarce / Kokatha and Nukunu peoples Australia b.1973 / Cloud Chamber 2020 (installation views, ‘Looking Glass: Judy Watson and Yhonnie Scarce’, TarraWarra Museum of Art, Healesville, Vic. 2020) / Glass / Collection: TarraWarra Museum of Art, Healesville, Victoria / Image courtesy: Yhonnie Scarce and THIS IS NO FANTASY, Melbourne / Photograph: Andrew Curtis](https://cdn.sanity.io/images/m2obzhc2/production/a5f33c43a9a82af842e8195c6b952703ebef5e77-4000x2666.jpg?rect=0,85,4000,1963&w=320&h=157&q=90&fit=crop)
Yhonnie Scarce / Kokatha and Nukunu peoples Australia b.1973 / Cloud Chamber 2020 (installation views, ‘Looking Glass: Judy Watson and Yhonnie Scarce’, TarraWarra Museum of Art, Healesville, Vic. 2020) / Glass / Collection: TarraWarra Museum of Art, Healesville, Victoria / Image courtesy: Yhonnie Scarce and THIS IS NO FANTASY, Melbourne / Photograph: Andrew Curtis / View full image
Yhonnie Scarce
Kokatha and Nukunu peoples Australia b.1973
Cloud Chamber 2020
Glass
Collection: TarraWarra Museum of Art, Healesville, Victoria
Cloud Chamber 2020 is based upon the form of a rising atomic cloud after a devastating nuclear blast. Hand-blown yam shapes in glass hang in the air like inverted raindrops capturing the light. Whereas clouds usually signal rain on Kokatha and Nukunu artist Yhonnie Scarce’s desert Country in South Australia, this unsettled cumulus suggests something less welcome – a toxic plume raining poison on the land.
Cloud Chamber was conceived as a memorial in response to the British nuclear tests conducted at Maralinga, South Australia, between 1953 and 1963. Drawing on historical photographs, Scarce communicates the virulent force of the airborne radiation which had a devastating impact on her people.
The glass yams refer to traditional bush foods that could no longer sustain Aboriginal communities in the scarred earth of the bombs’ aftermath. Suspended and inert, they bear a haunting resemblance to brutalised organs.
Scarce’s use of glass connects vitally to Country. Silica in the desert sand, melted by the intense heat of the blasts, turns to glass. Heated and shaped by the artist’s breath, this is a medium she returns to frequently, finding in its lightness, clarity and transparency the qualities necessary for truth‑telling.