To my friends and family I am this crazy person who likes to talk a lot and often gets a bit excited about things! Don't let my crazy exterior fool you.
Nik and Danielle McGrath, birthday party, c1986 / Photographer: Sue Hilton
I've been reading through old journals, letters, looking at family photos, sketchbooks and really questioning myself about who I think I am. The point is I know who I am, I'm 36 and it's taken my first 30 years to really accept myself for who I am and embrace and love that person.
This post is for newCardigan’s GLAM Blog Club's identity theme this month, so in true archivist fashion, I have decided to classify and describe myself under the following subject headings.
Nik McGrath, Archivist, Museums Victoria, museum selfie, 2017 / Photographer: Nik McGrath
As the idea of this month’s theme is to explore identity in the GLAM world, my first subject heading is Museum Archivist. My job at Museums Victoria is to manage the permanent records documenting the history of the Museum from when it was founded in 1854 to the present day. Ensuring that the Museums Victoria Archives are accessible to the public is my foremost concern. Raising the profile of the Archives is also an important aspect of my work, so that more members of the public as well as staff at the Museum utilise the rich resources in our collection to enhance what we know about the State Collection and the history of the organisation. I have a passion for history and telling the stories of the unsung heroes whose exploits are hidden in the archives.
I have a background in photographic and audiovisual archives, including at the Duldig Studio with a photographic collection, on the Kodak Heritage Collection at Museums Victoria, the AMP Photographic Collection at the University of Melbourne Archives, and ABC Archives with the South Australian photographic collection and the Natural History Unit collection. These types of collections remain my passion, however I equally love what can be learnt about society from correspondence files and other types of archives.
I also feel strongly about being an active member of the profession and to be part of building the GLAM community in Melbourne and beyond. Creating the community and sharing knowledge is why I volunteer my time as a member of the cardi core of newCardigan, organising cardi parties, contributing my posts in GLAM Blog Clubs, and interviewing colleagues in the GLAM field for CardiCast. Another contribution I make is as the Communications Officer for the Australian Society of Archivists Victorian Branch. By editing the newsletter and contributing to the seminar series, I feel the archivist community has grown stronger in Melbourne over the past 12 months.
Many people have stereotypical views of what archivists are all about. I hope to break down these stereotypes - such as archivists are gatekeepers to knowledge - and show the broader community the importance of archives to better understand the past in order to learn and create a better future.
Suit of parade armour used by a Roman soldier during cult processions, consisting of a helmet and cuirass, both made of sewn crocodile skin, EA5473, 3rd - 4th century BC / Source: British Museum CC BY-NC-SA 4.0
I’m a shameless GLAM geek. Everywhere I go I visit galleries, libraries, archives and museums, and this reaches an epic scale when I’m travelling through a foreign country. Part of being a GLAM geek is also being a cultural heritage geek, one of my greatest ambitions is to visit as many UNESCO World Heritage Sites in my lifetime as possible. I think some would roll their eyes at this ambition, but that’s ok. This is me, and I’m totally ok with that. I’m not just interested in what UNESCO considers World Heritage, but I’m interested in all forms of heritage, as identified by different cultures.
Back to my GLAM geekery, I don’t think a day will come when visiting a GLAM place will not excite me and stimulate my mind. It’s all about lifelong learning, enthusiasm for learning new things, seeing new things and feeding my curiosity.
I have a favourite artefact, the Roman suit of parade armour made from crocodile skin discovered in a tomb in Egypt, on permanent display at the British Museum. What draws me to this artefact, a strange choice for a vegetarian (I know), is the uniqueness of the artefact, and the incredible ingenuity of the design. I’m not an admirer of the Romans who conquered cultures and destroyed societies with their greed and thirst for power. However, after visiting ancient Roman sites in Rome, Pompeii, Turkey and Greece, I do admire their design solutions.
Burntisland, Scotland, 2007 / Photographer: Nik McGrath
I identify as an Australian with Scottish and Irish heritage. My Dad’s Mum was Scottish, she came to Australia with her parents when she was 17. She had three brothers that died in WWI, and that is why they came to Australia for a new beginning. I never met her, she died when my Dad was 19. Dad was close to his Grandmother, his Mum’s mother. He learnt how to read and write from her, before he went to school. When he went to school, the teachers and his classmates couldn’t understand him because of his strong Scottish accent. He was born in Lorne, then grew up in Seymour. On my Dad’s fathers side we have convict ancestors who came to Tasmania from Ireland. I think I have the gift of the gab from my Irish and Scottish heritage. I don’t know my Mum’s side of the family, and I feel that I must learn more about her side of the family.
Barbara McGrath, my grandmother, on the right, with a friend at the beach, most likely Lorne, c.1938 / Photographer: unknown
When I lived in London in 2007 I went to Scotland, it felt like a homecoming - I felt connected to that place. I visited Burntisland where my Grandmother was from, it’s a beautiful seaside town about 40 minutes by train from Edinburgh with old stone buildings, friendly people and views of the sea. I could see why my Grandmother lived in Lorne, I felt a personal connection to her there. Although I never knew her, I can still feel the family bond and know that part of my heritage is from the long and rebellious history of the Scots.
Porcelain Alice, burlesque artist, Dr Sketchy’s Melbourne, 2014 / Photographer: Nik McGrath
Photography became a passion for me in high school in the darkroom. That is one of the reasons I chose to go to my high school, so that I could work in the darkroom and develop my interest in portrait photography. I hired a life model who I photographed from when I was about 16 or 17 years old. Her name was Mercedes, and I learnt a lot from working with her on a number of projects.
After I finished school, I went on to study art history, ancient history, anthropology, archaeology and gender studies. Then I went on to study design focussing on printmaking and photography. Finding the darkroom again felt like a place I belonged. For many years I was a purest, working in the darkroom with film, until one day I gave in to digital photography, thinking it might be the best way to document my travels. Digital photography has also helped me capture performance art, especially burlesque performers, giving the immediacy to see what is captured by previewing on the screen and taking far more photographs as I ever did when shooting on film.
Life drawing by Nik McGrath, c2008 / Photographer: Nik McGrath
When I was 7 years old I told Dad ‘I want to be a self-employed artist’. I’m not sure how I knew about self-employed artists at that age, but I loved art and looked up to my favourite artists and somehow I knew that that is what they did for a living. I remember him saying, ‘no you don’t, maybe be an art teacher’! The prospect of me struggling to survive, relying on the sale of my art, I think that was the last thing Dad wanted for me. I knew I didn’t want to be a teacher, but that I couldn’t live without art.
Art has always been a big part of my life, since as long as I can remember. I studied graphic design at uni, thinking I could be a designer if I couldn’t live off fine art, but in the end, I realised that the design world is a harsh and brutal place, and not for me. You certainly must grow a thick skin when being criticised constantly for your designs, designs that are a projection of who you are in lines and colour on a page.
Life drawing is a regular part of my life, and has been since I was about 16. I sometimes go weekly, but try to go at least monthly. I have been going to Dr Sketchy’s - a burlesque life drawing anti-art school - for the past 10 years. I have drawn and photographed nearly all of the burlesque performers in Melbourne. Over the past year I have been going to Covert Characters life drawing, run by a fashion illustrator, the themes range from Elvis to Frida Kahlo to Tank Girl. Being part of both of these creative and inspirational art communities gives me a safe place to express my creativity with beautiful models to ignite the imagination, and to experience some of Melbourne’s avant garde performers.
Scene from Blade Runner, director Ridley Scott, 1982 / Source: Warner Bros.
I’m a visual person, a photographer, so watching stories told through film really appeals to me, when the story is told beautifully through imagery, well-rounded characters, and a unique and compelling plot. My favourite genres are sci-fi and fantasy. Escaping into an imagined world, often futuristic, and forgetting the troubles of my reality, for a short time, is time well spent, in my eyes.
I recently wrote a blog about my five favourite films. It was difficult to choose just five, but it wasn’t difficult for me to select my favourite film. That is hands down Blade Runner, directed by Ridley Scott, and starring Harrison Ford, Sean Young and Rutger Hauer. My review of Blade Runner for my recent blog:
A sublime piece of filmmaking. Aesthetically beautiful, this film philosophically explores and questions what it means to be human in a gorgeous futuristic setting. Escapist films with fantastical elements and room for the imagination are often the films that draw me in most. The music and imagery are vivid. The silent moments just as important. So many beautiful moments. Rick Deckard pouring over family photos in his apartment. The material culture is important in this film, Deckard using a computer to zoom into a clue in a photograph within the reflection of a mirror. This scene appeals to my photographic archivist days, investigating to find clues about the identity of individuals, locations and times. The final scenes of the film with the most beautifully improvised line by Rutger Hauer - ‘All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.’ The feeling and images from this films lingers long after the final credits.
Clip from The Cure’s Lullaby music video, director Tim Pope, 1989
Just like I cannot live without art, I cannot live without music. My taste in music is eclectic, I have everything on my iTunes from The Beatles to Pink Floyd to David Bowie to Madness to The Cure to Fear Factory to Tool to Metallica to Massive Attack to Yeah Yeah Yeahs to Jeff Buckley! Music tends to become part of me once I take it in and love it. New music takes awhile for me to embrace, I tend to live amongst music that I have grown up with from a young age. I remember listening to much of the music I listen to today when I first began to really appreciate music, first as a child dancing around the house to Madness, to my teens when I discovered heavy metal and realised how much this music spoke to me, and still does today.
Something incredible happens during gigs that brings a transformative experience to music. I have seen The Cure perform twice, and each time has renewed my love for their music and the persona of Robert Smith on stage. The longevity of a band such as The Cure, speaking to generations of music lovers, gives them a special place in my heart.
Book cover, Orlando by Virginia Woolf, Penguin Books edition published 1993, first published 1928 / Source: Penguin Books
I am a lover of words - reading, writing, talking, lyrics, prose, moving monologues, ad lib performance on film, final words, first words, a powerful speech, the voice of a loved one, Billy Connolly’s cheeky grin just before he tells a joke, words that hang in the air never forgotten. Words are powerful, they can both insight violence and bring about change. I eat up words.
Words are also powerful when not spoken. Silence is powerful, and body language is something I spend a lot of time reading. How words are spoken makes all the difference in the world.
I’m not a speed reader, I tend to linger on words and take my time to read sentences. For that reason, I select books I want to read carefully as they need to stand up to close scrutiny.
My favourite book that stands up to that scrutiny is Orlando by Virginia Woolf. I think I was about 16 when I read it, so it’s time for a re-reading 20 years down the track. Woolf’s imagination is boundless. Escaping into another world through the pages of Orlando in the hands of a masterful author such as Woolf, I am in total awe of her skills as a storyteller.
Nik McGrath, Tomb of Homer, Ios, Greece, 2010 / Photographer: Danielle McGrath
I always dreamt about travelling the world, experiencing different cultures, being in the same room with my favourite artworks, and learning from other people who see the world differently. To experience what I had admired in books all my life, the places and art first hand, was my greatest wish. My National Geographic collection was my treasure growing up, and to see these beautifully photographed places with words that I savoured, this was the stuff of my imagination.
Before I turned 30 I made a pact with my sister Danielle that we would explore two of the countries I had studied and loved over many years, Egypt and Greece, and before Danielle turned 30 she wished to see Morocco. The experiences I had in all three of these countries will stay with me until I am an old lady passing on my travel stories to those who might be interested. Photographs I have captured documenting my travels will aid my memory, for I must admit that at times I hardly believe myself that I was lucky enough to explore these rich countries in culture, warmth and hospitality. Upon returning from Greece and Egypt, sadly both countries reached rock bottom politically and economically, which saddens my heart. Travels and experiencing cultures with an open heart has taught me much to open my mind to all kinds of possibilities, and to have a greater understanding of different cultures and ways of seeing the world.
Visiting muslim countries such as Egypt, Morocco, Turkey and Malaysia has given me a greater understanding of women in these cultures, their strength and their voices, which was sometimes difficult to understand coming from an atheist upbringing with feminist beliefs. In Egypt I learnt from a local woman living in Cairo who was our guide that feminism is growing stronger in Cairo, and that women do have a strong voice in Egyptian culture. It’s easy to be ignorant and make judgements of other peoples cultures without basing this on anything but a very narrow world view or understanding of the world. By listening to others and travelling extensively, I have learnt a great deal about the world and myself in the process.
I have been fortunate to travel through parts of Asia, Africa, the Middle East and Europe, but I know I still have much to see and to learn.
Alfred Nicholas Memorial Gardens, Sherbrooke, Victoria, 2017 / Photographer: Nik McGrath
My Mum has always said to me that she thinks trees calm me because when she was pregnant with me she would look out at trees from our house at Boronia at the foothills of the Dandenong Ranges, and this would calm her. Some of my most peaceful memories are times when I am close to nature. Walking on the beach alone in the rain on Moreton Island when I was a teen and needed to have some peaceful time alone is a very strong memory. The sounds of nature, wind rustling in the trees, birds singing, the sunlight defused through the treetops, and the smell of trees, it’s really the only time I feel calm and at peace. I’m a city girl born and bred, I was born in Melbourne and grew up in Brisbane, to later return to my hometown when I reached 21. The holidays I had growing up often meant escaping the city to visit family in the country, and the many weekends I spent taking long walks on the beach and exploring rock pools for sea life, being close to nature shaped me, not living in an urban environment, although I find it hard to think about leaving Melbourne.
Another way I try to stay in harmony with nature, although I know I am losing this battle, is by living my life as a vegetarian. My reasons for being a vegetarian are environmental and in protest for the mistreatment of animals mass produced for human consumption. I feel like I’m contributing my part to a more sustainable future.
Nik McGrath and Lily McDonnell, Goodbye Wartime (reproducing the moment war broke out in 1939), The Boon Companions, 2015 / Photographer: Jonathan White
I’m a fierce friend and come from a very large and loving family. I love my friends and family with all my heart. This is my last subject heading, I think it describes me well, as I have left the best to last. None of my other loves and passions would mean anything without my beautiful friends and family. The photograph of me as a little girl at the top of this blog with my little sister Danielle, who is one of my greatest loves, knows me better than anyone else as she has known me all her life, and most of mine. We are extremely close and share an unbreakable bond. Lily, with me in the photograph above, is my best friend and someone I also share an unbreakable bond. Lily and I met in 2004 studying design at Monash University. We’ve been through a lot together, with time and life experience, we have both grown wiser and challenged ourselves personally and professionally to be the best we can be. These two women are extremely important to me as we share our lives and grow old together. I am fortunate to have many close friends, who I will not name here, you know who you are, whose love and support I value above all else.
This blog goes someway to describe who I am, or at least who I think I am. Perhaps others have a different impression of who I am, as I know that not everyone sees me completely, but might only know one aspect of me. I know I can be secretive, and it takes a long time to get to know all the layers that make up who I am as a person. The work version of me overlaps with the personal me, but one thing is for sure, only a few people really know who I am.