Bare skin, bathed in warm orange light, rests against a soulful sky. An upturned arm, vulnerable inside of the wrist exposed, extends towards the unknown. Shapes emerge and disappear.
My Favorite Room. Melbourne Weekly.
B and bundles of ribbons, beads, balloons and braids, gilts of colorful paper, dedicate tools and collage in grog-rows tells a bit about what Mia Rapple does.
An artist’s rights of passage. Stonnington Leader
Life's surprising twists and turns run through an upcoming exhibition in Prahran.