Who is Flying Fox Woman?
Flying Fox Woman was born in 2007 from leftover fabric and bits and pieces found around my house in Melbourne. At the time I was home with two very small babies, navigating a sense of isolation as a new mum and a feeling of alienation that came from an unfamiliar urban landscape.
She was my homemade superhero — a feminist power figure suffering from domestication. The lo-fi photomontages I created were cut and pasted by hand, much like the hand-stitched garb of the protagonist herself — a metaphor for the way women navigate their disrupted lives and use whatever is at hand to keep creating and feeling alive.
Nearly two decades later, Flying Fox Woman re-emerges — transformed. No longer confined to the domestic interior, she moves boldly through the night city, drawing her spirit from the confident and fearless navigation of flying foxes through urban environments. A feminist hero and environmental guardian, she exists in the liminal space between phantom and reality — part mythological character, part urban legend.
She has grown from a deeply personal symbol of constraint into a collective symbol of liberation. Through the Flying Fox Woman project at Logan Art Gallery, she is no longer mine alone — she belongs to every woman who has ever felt unsafe, unseen or constrained. Together we reclaim public space at night through creativity, mythology and art."
The Following body of work was created between 2004 and 2009
Photo collage, acrylic paint & oil paint
Sighting of her are rare and exciting!
She has been blamed for certain disturbances and petty crimes that have happened in the city, this part of her reputation has been fabricated by her detractors. Who she really is and where she comes from no one knows, this phantom-woman named after the local nocturnal 'pest'.
Word has is
This International woman of mystery loved to unwind by the pool with a dry martini, had a penchant for salsa dancing & loves a game of 500 cards, always winning with her speciality lay down misère...
The Facts
But what is fact is that she dedicated her life to protecting the vulnerable on the streets at night and was always ready to swing into action if needed.
Flying Fox Woman was driven by rage!
She was angry about the number of Women Killed by their intimate partners in their homes. She knew this scourge needed political, systemic, cultural, social change. NOW! She also knew that gender safety needed to start in the public realm.
So she took to the streets to hunt down the predators. Everyone has the right to be safe in their place and she was going to change the world!
However the wheel of fortune
Took a wild spin and Flying Fox Woman fell pregnant. She was quite unprepared for this exciting yet overwhelming responsibility, so for financial security she moved to the suburbs. She also hung up her vigilante boots and threw herself into the realm of domesticity.
As Flying Fox’s belly grew
Grew so did her distance from the world she had inhabited. More and more she became connected to the going ons of the world through the screen not the street.
A little seed of discontentment settled into her mind as she vacillated between the worlds of who she once was and what her future story may hold for her…….
Then they arrived
Not one but two little foxes hatched from the same womb, and they were very same-same but different.
Their eyes were alert to the light and the dark, their ears listening to the beat of the world and their little wings like buds waiting to bloom.
Life would never be the same again.