04/05/2025
Sixteen-year-old HART Youth Ambassador, Matilda Emmerich was initially told her painting could not be included in the Open Art Category of the Hawkesbury Show because it was too heavy to hang. When she questioned the decision—given the painting's not-unusual weight and the absence of a weight limit in the Show’s Rules and Regulations—she was then informed the content was inappropriate.
The oil painting, created specifically for the Show, features a young, wounded angel surrounded by the torn flags of countries currently in conflict. Titled ‘Where Hope Sits’ a poem is included within the frame emphasising the piece as a message of hope in a time of global uncertainty.
The painting was ultimately rejected on the grounds of being a security concern, with organisers stating that it could potentially upset viewers to the point of provoking a violent response toward the artwork or others nearby.
While respecting the organisers' commitment to public safety and their right to curate entries, it raises an important question:
Where should a work like this—created by a teenager in regional NSW as a heartfelt expression for her community—be seen and shared?
For next year’s competition, Matilda was encouraged to try painting a landscape.
Artwork and poem can be seen here: https://www.hartyouth.com/art
WHERE HOPE SITS by Matilda Emmerich
With the weight of a world upon his wings, an Angel took a breath and sat back.
If it weren’t for the bloody ruins, he might even look relaxed.
Death sat upon one shoulder, Power upon the other.
Any kindness Death showed, Power would smother.
With one last look across a broken world, he lay down like a wounded deer,
while Death held his hand, Power whispered in his ear
“At least we’ll have Mars.”
And though he was dying, the angel did laugh.
And laugh
and laugh.
Until Death cut through the violence, then replaced the loud silence, and took its turn to whisper
“When you don’t make the trip to Mars and you don't drive one of those flashy cars; when your prayers aren’t answered —not by Jesus or Buddha; not even the Pope—there’s something you will always have,”
and that thing is called hope.