It is my great pleasure to welcome you
to the annual Audacity of Art Award.
I would firstly like to thank our main sponsor of the award,
Marcus James, of SCAPE Property Solutions.
This award has launched the career
of many famous Australian artists.
This year, our judges have looked at
a thrilling cross-section of cutting-edge art.
Ladies and gentlemen, the three finalists are...
David Wertz for 'Upside-Down Woman'.
David.
Tracey Anderson for 'Uferdig Elske'.
Tracey.
And finally, Gavin Gonntchev for 'Home'.
Gavin. Well done, Gavin.
You've worked really hard.
Gavin?
Anybody here with Gavin?
Well, congratulations, Gavin, Tracey and David.
I look forward to seeing you at the awards ceremony.
You need to leave.
Why can't I just have something to eat?
- Mate, it's invitation only. - I'm just gonna...
Don't...
touch me.
Don't... touch me!
I'm just gonna get something to eat!
Hey. I think this deserves a toast, don't you?
Absolutely. To you.
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I've been thinking. Maybe I should take up painting again.
Do you remember that one I did of the horse?
The watercolour? Yeah, that was fantastic.
Just something artistic. You know, pottery, or sculpture.
Maybe I could do one of those TAFE things with Janine.
Well, you know, if the muse is calling you,
it's your duty to answer it.
It was a good horse, wasn't it?
It looked exactly like one.
The deceased came to an opening last night.
Got rowdy, and...
Looks like he came back to do a bit of damage.
- Who was he? - Well, no-one knows. No ID.
No missing person matching his description.
According to some witnesses, he was just some homeless bum.
- You smell nice. - That'd be the glutaraldehyde.
Nic had to wash her hair last night.
Some rats fell on her while we were cleaning a vent.
So it looks like he broke in,
tried to yank off some expensive sculpture
that was attached to one of these movable walls.
Problem was, it was so firmly attached
that he pulled the whole thing down on top of himself.
- That's awful. - So, Peter, what happened here?
The gallery owner found a heart
right in the middle of that pattern.
Not the victim's, though, 'cause there'd be more blood?
Well, the lab boys think it's an ox heart.
- Enough to turn you vegetarian. - Well, that's weird.
Why would he bring an ox heart with him?
We'll have a better idea once Forensics run some tests.
See how old it is, whether it was refrigerated, etc.
In ancient Rome, they used to take the heart from an ox
and the priestesses would bathe in the blood of the animal
as they worshipped the goddess Cybele.
Let me write that name down, Charlie.
Could be very helpful with our investigation, yeah.
Ah, here we go. Cybele.
Anyway, looks like death by misadventure.
Sad thing is, he's a homeless guy, so nobody'll miss him.
So, what's a homeless man doing at an art opening?
Oh, free canapes and grog.
Run-in with the security guard for stealing food.
He has to have been somebody.
No, not this guy. He was just... some body.
If I get an ID on him, I'll let you know.
I know it's important to you, Nic.
- Thanks, Pete. - Charlie.
Peter.
Everybody's somebody.
- Darling? - Yes, darling?
Have a look at this blood splatter?
- Just tell me what you think. - Absolutely, darling. Um...
Outer limit of the blood spatter approximately 25cm.
Average weight of an ox heart, one to one-and-a-half kilograms.
So it was probably dropped
rather than actually placed there on the ground.
Probably from a height of about here.
So dropped accidentally, rather than deliberately,
the way you'd drop something if you were startled,
say, if you'd seen a dead body, for instance?
Maybe. Perhaps. Possibly. I mean, it's a long bow.
- You're the cleaners? - Yeah. I'm Nicola Buchanan.
- This is my husband, Charlie. - Olivia Patterson.
Look, it is vitally important
that you do not speak to the press.
Did Detective Vinetti say anything to you?
The simple fact is if this gets into the press,
we lose our award sponsor.
No award sponsor, no award.
- You follow? - Obviously...
Marcus James is very sensitive about publicity,
so we'd all just like to put this behind us.
A man just died.
A drunken vandal's just died.
Through no-one's fault but his own.
I see little point mourning the end of a life
already completely wasted by the person living it.
Come by my office on your way out.
Well, she was nice.
Why would a homeless man want to tear down a work of art?
Seems like such a theatrical gesture
for someone who's concerned with just surviving.
Perhaps he wanted to steal it?
Stealing something to eat, I can understand.
- But you can't eat art. - Ah, well.
You're obviously unfamiliar
with the work of Giuseppe Arcimboldo.
Works entirely with fruit and vegetables.
- Oh, is that right? - Oh, yes, yes.
He holds these exhibitions.
If people don't like it, they throw small portraits at him.
- It's true. Absolutely. - Hi.
Do you know if they're delaying the prize announcement?
Oh, no, we wouldn't know.
Where will you move the art from the wall that fell over?
Oh, well, it's not up to us, 'cause we're just the cleaners.
- Are you from the press? - No, I'm an artist.
- I'm Tracey Anderson. - Oh, Tracey Anderson. Oh.
- 'Uferdig Elske'. - Oh... You liked it?
- It's beautifully made. - Where's Olivia?
Um... Is it OK to come inside?
No, actually - neither of you should be here
till we run the cumulo-extractor.
- It's a microbial flensing unit. - State-of-the-art.
So where are you hanging your art?
- I need to speak to Olivia. - You should put it over there.
- Whatever, Tracey. - You can't put it in this bit.
It's the wrong space.
It's a completely different textural energy.
You just don't want people to see it
when they come through the door.
This prize is supposed to be about cutting-edge.
You know, painting went out with Columbus!
Haven't we had enough trouble here for a while?
- Tracey... - This lithographer...
Both of you, shut up and get out.
David, I will talk to you later
about where we will rehang 'Upside-Down Woman'.
And I will not discuss this with you at all.
Go. All of you. Out. Now.
But we actually do have to run the cumulo-extractor,
which I've explained - the microbial flensing...
Of course not you. Just hurry up and clean this place up.
Absolutely. Oh.
Excuse... Sorry. I touched your...
Can I help you, darling?
- Hey, Nic. - Hi.
- Charlie about? - Oh, he's still mopping up.
- Do you want to speak to him? - No, no. No.
So how's the ID going on our poor John Doe?
Not great.
- Personal effects? - Yeah, yeah.
Oh, come on, Nic. You know I can't show you that stuff.
Come on. It's not as if we haven't helped you in the past.
- Where are they? - In the boot of my car.
- I won't tell if you don't. - On the QT.
- Absolutely our secret, yeah? - What's happening, dudes?
Peter's gonna show us some evidence!
- Cool! What sort of evidence? - Classified!
Like classified evidence!
- We have to keep it on the QT. - Absolutely!
- Oh! Oh, that's not good. - Mmm. Cinnamon buns.
Last time it was this strong, we were in the Botanical Gardens,
leaning out the roof of Captain Cook's Cottage.
Oh. This is an odd match, isn't it?
Those shoes are worn out, and this suit looks almost new.
- Savile Row. Expensive tastes. - Yeah, it's made to measure.
We haven't been able to get onto the tailor so far.
Well, Catesby and Lovell died in 1910, in a rail disaster.
Ozwald Boatang took over the label in 1954.
But he probably got it from an op shop.
It's got a smoky smell too, hasn't it?
That would explain the faint hint of budgie. He's homeless.
So he's probably lighting fires to keep himself warm.
Yeah.
- This unusual? - Working cuffs?
Oh, that's a staple of Savile Row tailoring.
How much longer is this gonna take?
I've got an exam tomorrow that I'm not nearly ready for.
Jess, don't talk, sweetie. Makes your mouth all blurry.
It's sad, you know, about that guy.
He had a mother and a father. Maybe even a family of his own.
How do you get to the point where nobody misses you?
No, it doesn't make any sense, does it?
I mean, why would you steal something to eat
and then come back and steal a work of art?
So you don't think it was an accident?
Can't prove it until we know who the guy was.
Bat guano!
Ooh! That's good, that's good, that's good.
Hold that.
Oh, Jess! You naughty girl!
- That's ruined now. - No, hang on. Hang on a minute.
The reason the roof in Captain Cook's Cottage
smelled like cinnamon buns is because of bat guano.
Oh, God, yes, of course.
The Botanical Gardens were full of fruit bats.
What? He was living in the Botanical Gardens?
No, they've moved the colony of bats
from the gardens to Yarra Bend, near the river.
That's right - all those empty factories.
- It's worth a shot. - You'd better get changed.
- Yeah, me too. - No, Jess.
You've got study to do.
Smells right.
OK, uh... darling, could you go and grab me
that large oil drum over there?
- The really heavy one? - Yeah.
- How'd you get in there? - Through the gate, darling.
That didn't sound like a bat, Charlie.
Aluminium bat, maybe. We should go.
Charlie...
Come here to make off with the silver, you've come to the wrong place.
No, no, no, no, no. We're not here to cause any trouble.
- How'd you get in? - Well, there are no walls.
H-hello.
Why didn't you say? Why didn't you say?
Come and sit down.
Make yourself comfortable.
- Please. - Thank you.
Mmm. Can I get you anything?
No, no, we can't stay. We... Um...
We actually... we actually just came here to get some information.
Who wants this information?
Well, my name is Charlie Buchanan.
- And this is my wife, Nicola. - Hi.
Ah. Married, eh?
Yes. Yes.
He's a very lucky man, your husband.
- Oh. - Nicola.
It's a beautiful name, Nicola.
It means 'to glisten'. 'Glisten in a place of darkness'.
I didn't know that.
It's Italian for 'victory', isn't it?
'Glisten'!
And what's your name?
- Best call me Jack. - Jack.
- Nicola. - Charlie.
I'm afraid you've caught me on a shopping day, Nicola.
Pantry's a little bare. Cigarette?
- Not for me, thank you. - No, I was hoping you had one.
Um, Jack, we're, um... We're looking for somebody.
Yeah, we don't know his name, but he was wearing a suit.
Yes, a Savile Row suit. Very expensive.
- And it had working cuffs. - Yeah. That's Vinnie.
- You want Vinnie. - You a friend of Vinnie's?
- Who wants to know? - She does.
Vinnie's my friend.
Circumstances have found us round the same camp fire
from time to time, you might say.
Mmm.
- Jack? - Mmm?
Vinnie died last night.
Jack, did you... What did you know about Vinnie?
- Did you know Vinnie's surname? - Mmm.
A terrible singer.
We called him Van Gogh. He had no ear.
Mmm.
Is that Vinnie's painting stuff over there?
Yeah, probably.
This is a communal space.
Used to be artists swarming everywhere.
Worse than the bats, it was.
- Why did they leave? - Fire.
Took out the servant's quarters, and my bicycle.
- And Tom. Tom never made it. - Tom?
Mmm. A friend of... mine and Vinnie's, Tom was.
A charming old reprobate.
Sell his own grandmother to the catters,
but he was a lovely little cook.
After he died, constable moved us all out.
It was only me and Vinnie come back.
Made the place our own, we did.
Don't know if I can run the place without him.
That's Vinnie.
You can keep that. Give him a good home.
Thank you.
If Vinnie was an artist, he probably wasn't at the gallery for food.
No.
Hang on a minute.
"65 luxury apartments, 5-star day spa".
Take the beard, moustache and horns off,
I think that's the same Marcus James sponsoring the art award.
Something smells very fishy, Charlie.
It's probably Jack.
I think it's time we paid Marcus James a little visit.
- Yeah. - What?
Well, I love the way your eyes light up
when you're onto something, you know?
You radiate a certain glow, as if lit from within.
- Oh, really? - It's very attractive.
Oh, thank you, darling.
- You too. - Really?
- Aha! - So, what's the plan?
I was following you on this one.
Well, it's a bit late for that, sweetie.
Now we'll just have to wing it.
- OK. That's a good plan. - Just make it happen!
- Can I help you? - Well... Um...
We were cleaning the Olivia Patterson Gallery.
- And we thought to ourselves... - "Marcus James."
Marcus James - there's a man
who needs a couple of good cleaners.
Because of all the buildings that you have.
Oh, yeah, because of the buildings,
not because you're particularly filthy or anything like that.
Very enterprising, but I've got a number of cleaners under contract.
Sure. But... You know, we're not ordinary cleaners.
- No. - No, we're hazmat cleaners.
And you have industrial buildings that need that.
Mmm. Yeah, sure.
Many buildings that would be in need, perhaps,
of specialist clean-ups, because of,
I don't know, fires or something that might have happened.
- You're journalists. - No, no, no! Oh, God, no.
I mean, I did think of pursuing that, but no.
We were interested in the fire at Yarra Bend.
Yeah, yeah. Did you know the man who died...
- Bob, see these people out. - No, it's OK, Bob.
- We'll see ourselves out. - Bob.
- We'll be fine. Thank you. - No, no, no.
Bob will make sure that you don't come back.
Thank you, Bob. Winging it doesn't work for us.
We've got to plan things a lot better.
It spiralled quite quickly, didn't it?
Tomorrow, when we go to the gallery
to pick up the extractor,
we'll follow the next best lead.
After planning things thoroughly before we go in.
- OK, well, I'll keep her busy. - OK, I'll go into the office.
I'll rifle through everything. Shh, shh!
Sorry. I know you've done a really wonderful job, etc, etc.
But I really need you and that whatever-it-is out of here.
Oh, absolutely. I'll do that.
We've got the prize announcement tonight.
Oh, sure. We're just...
- We're packing up now. - Good.
Before you go, Olivia, I should...
I should give you a tax invoice for tax purposes.
But we've just had a new letterhead done. Um...
Wouldn't you know it, the, uh, printers got our...
our company number completely wrong.
So, of course, Charlie and I had to go through
and individually fix all of the company numbers
on the letterhead, which took ages,
but we didn't mind, because we love spending time together!
In fact, we just... we just finished
a 13,000-piece jigsaw puzzle that, um, was all white,
and that took... ooh, that took about a year.
But, um... But we loved it.
OK.
- Nice work. - Oh! Oh!
- Good, good. - Sweetie.
- OK, how'd you go? - No good, no.
It was locked. I couldn't get in.
Oh. Right. Alright, well, then...
We have to wait until she comes out again.
Yeah, well, great! Good plan.
These plans are coming thick and fast, aren't they?
That's Peter. I'll, um...
Yeah, no. I'll be cool. I'll be cool.
Hello?
Do you like it?
- Oh! Uh... It's extraordinary. - Mmm.
Thank you. Have you seen any of the other finalists?
Yes, yeah. I saw Tracey Anderson's installation.
And, of course, Gavin Gonntchev's piece,
which I liked very much.
Yes, Gonntchev has a lot to say about the human condition.
- My wife paints. - Does she?
Yes. Does an excellent horse.
Very hard to do, horses.
Very difficult shape to capture.
I mean, she's keen on other modes as well.
Good.
- She likes pottery. - Mm-hm.
- And she has done some Hobbytex. - Wow.
Yeah, I tend to stick to the one medium.
- Oils. That's what I do. - Ah, yeah.
Do you know da Vinci spent four years
painting the 'Mona Lisa's left eye
but only six minutes doing the right?
- That's very interesting. I... - Thank you.
I teach art history.
- I'd never heard that. - Ah.
Yeah.
When you study art, its history and its antecedents,
you realise there's nothing new under the sun.
Still, must be wonderful to be able to paint.
It is.
I mean, if I could paint half as well as my wife,
I would die a happy man.
You should come to one of my classes.
I think you'd enjoy it.
Well, thank you, David. I might just do that.
Now I've got to run.
I need to get suitably messed up for tonight's appearance.
Can't paint like a madman and look like an accountant.
- Oh, I see. - OK.
Thank you.
- Chaka Khan? - Hello, darling.
- Is there any news? - No, no, no. No go, I'm afraid.
No, Olivia's still in her office.
It did give me a chance, though, to consider this installation.
Yeah?
If you take a medial line to the doorway,
come in about two thirds,
that's exactly where the ox heart was found.
Now, 'Uferdig Elske' is Norwegian for 'Unfinished Love'.
What if Tracey Anderson didn't mean it in a postmodern way?
What if she wasn't being clever? What if she was being literal?
OK, unfinished. So, what have we got here?
We've got vegetable, mineral.
We're missing animal. It's the ox's heart.
Yeah, I think the person
who brought the heart into the gallery...
- Is Tracey. - Tracey.
I think the addition of the ox's heart
really would have been the right way to go.
- I know, and it... - Excuse me.
- What's happened? - Tracey.
- Where's Olivia? - You brought the ox heart.
- Didn't you, Tracey? - What?
It needed to go in there fresh, didn't it?
That was the inspiration. That was the statement.
Unfinished to finished.
Why didn't you tell the police?
If I had have, what would they have thought?
You know, I've hardly had an untroubled life.
When I was a student,
I attacked Robert Hughes's windscreen with a cricket bat
because he said my work was derivative.
It's a big leap from hitting a car to killing somebody.
I didn't kill anyone. I just...
I would have lost the prize, and I need the money.
I just took that dead guy as a sign
that I needed to leave the piece the way it was.
You took a dead man as a sign for your art?
I get carried away sometimes and I do stupid things.
I'm impulsive.
I'm an artist.
You're not gonna tell anyone about this, are you?
The police?
Let go!
Stop it.
Don't touch my hat!
You were right, Nic. Your friend Vinnie was murdered.
Autopsy found mica in the head wound.
Mica is an important part of bitumen and asphalt.
Probably part of the roadway out here.
Which means that Vinnie was murdered,
or at least knocked down, out here.
Then somebody took him inside
and staged it to look like a break-in and accident.
- Yeah, that's our thinking. - I don't know, Peter.
I just don't think Tracey did it. I don't think she did it.
I feel it in my waters.
- Have you spoken to Marcus? - Yes.
And he spoke to the superintendent, and, uh...
We should just leave that alone for now.
- I'll see ya. - 'Bye.
Marcus James was certainly at the opening.
He would have had a chance to... to talk to Vinnie
and ask him to come back and meet him later.
As a major sponsor, he would have had access to the gallery.
He seemed like an approachable fellow last time we met him.
He'll be at the award ceremony tonight. We can just ask him.
- It's a good plan. - We'll work on it in the car.
She's never gonna buy it.
Just remember what we talked about.
Postmodernism, impressionism, pointillism. All the isms.
Chaka Khan, you scope the joint for Marcus.
Me and Jess will track down Olivia.
- Right. - Let's rendezvous at...
- Synchronise watches. - Mine's a Timex.
So's mine.
- Hello. - Oh! It's you.
I just wanted to introduce you
to my very clever niece, Jessica.
She's an aspiring artist - I just thought you might have
some words of encouragement or advice.
She's very talented.
What's your preferred medium, Jessica?
Um... well... Like, lots of mediums.
- Especially. - Um, but... But painting.
Painting. Like, painting... I, like, love painting.
- I'll leave you guys to it. - Yeah.
Your aunt's a very interesting woman.
Yes, yes. I could tell you many things.
What is it you really want to do?
You don't seem to be burning
with the passion of these lunatics.
Well, I'm actually studying for my MBA.
When I started out, an artist was a pariah.
These days, parents feel they fail
if their child doesn't become a tortured artist.
So, what's the net return on a gallery like this?
Well, if you do it right, it can be very lucrative.
Oh, thank you.
Gavin Gonntchev.
Thanks, Olivia.
Well, it's been a tough decision,
but I'm thrilled to announce that the winner
of this year's Audacity of Art Award
is Gavin Gonntchev for 'Home'.
- Bad luck, David. - Luck?
You have a lot to learn about the art world.
It's not all about being able to paint a horse.
Excuse me. I'm off to get seriously hammered.
Gavin?
Gavin? Are you here?
Excuse me! Excuse me!
Excuse me. Just... one moment. Yes, yes.
- Hello. - What are you doing?
Ladies and gentlemen, my beautiful wife and I
would like very much to accept this award
on behalf of the artist tonight.
Unfortunately, he is not here to collect the award himself,
because Gavin Gonntchev is, sadly, dead.
- What? - Huh?
- So Gavin's the dead guy? - Mmm, Vinnie.
Vincent Van Gogh was his nickname.
- Gavin Gonntchev is an anagram. - See?
Why would you anonymously enter a contest with a $100,000 prize?
It wouldn't be for the money, would it?
Can you tell this guy to go away, please?
- Listen, just... - Just go, please.
Charlie?
Marcus is wearing a Savile Row suit.
It's the same-style suit as Vinnie. It's the same suit.
- It's the working cuffs. - Good cop, bad cop?
No, he's tough.
- Bad cop, bad cop. - Bad cop, bad cop.
Mr James?
- Marcus James! - What do you want?
That's a nice suit.
- It's tailor-made. Savile Row. - What of it?
Funnily enough, the man who died in this gallery also liked Savile Row.
Pretty expensive taste for a man who lives
on the floor of a factory, don't you agree?
Look, I warned you before, and I was nice about it, OK?
I told you not to bother me.
Yes, but in fairness, I think you were just referring to the construction yard.
Two men who lived in the factory
that your company's redeveloping have been killed.
Is that why Vinnie came to the gallery?
Did he want to confront you about the fire and Tom's death?
Did you tell him to go away and leave you alone,
or did you say, "Come back and meet me later on"?
No, I did nothing of the sort.
Look, squatters are always a challenge.
I knew it would be a while before we had to move them on,
so I saw nothing wrong with letting them stay.
I should have never gotten involved with that place.
Yeah, you don't strike us as the kind of man
who'd be that understanding - does he, sweetie?
No. No, you don't.
I lost my brother for nearly six months
when he was ill, off his meds.
I found him in a squat just like that one.
I'm not ignorant about how people become homeless.
Oh. Sorry.
I didn't know that someone would burn that place down
and a man would die.
Did... did you know the dead man?
No.
But I contacted his family after he died
and I tried to help.
I should have known what that would look like.
That's why Vinnie was wearing your suit.
After the fire, I gave them all kinds of things.
Food, clothing. I was just trying to help out.
It wasn't my idea to move them on.
It was the council's, for their own safety.
I had no idea the man who died at the gallery
was from that squat.
Olivia told me he was just some nutter.
Do you have any idea why Vinnie might have entered that competition under a false name?
No. Maybe to get at me.
But he never got the chance.
I wish he had have.
At least I would have been able
to tell him my side of the story.
Please.
Just leave me alone.
I feel really bad about accusing him.
Don't feel too bad about it. You shouldn't hug him either.
He threatened to beat us up, remember?
Alright - well, given it's unlikely
that Vinnie went to Marcus to talk to him,
why did he enter the competition?
We need to find out more about who Vinnie was.
And th-that's a lasagne that I made.
Magnificent.
I shall think of you with every mouthful, Nicola.
Oh! Manners.
- Would you like a drink? - Oh!
- Thank you. - Mmm.
Jack, um, your friend... Vinnie
entered an art competition using a false name.
Do you have any idea why he would have done that?
No.
Mmm.
- Petit four? - Oh, it's OK.
Jack, we think that he might have known
somebody at the gallery - did he ever talk about his painting?
Ceaselessly.
Even when you were out of the room,
he'd go on and on about it, on and on and on.
A terrible bore, Vinnie. Terrible bore.
Can you remember anything, Jack?
You sure I can't tempt you?
Thank you.
Mmm.
It was Tom who brought Vinnie into the commune.
He dragged him in here kicking and screaming.
When he got him in here, he turned him on to
a different sort of turps, if you will.
After that, after he got clean and sober,
he started doing his art, like he's a crazy machine.
He started doing paintings and sculptures
and portraits, everything.
The fire that killed Tom didn't only take Tom.
Took all of Vinnie's paintings, didn't it?
Took all his sculptures... everything gone.
It was after that,
that's when he decided to enter the competition, and he...
He started working feverishly.
And all the time, he was saying
he had something that he wanted to say
and it was gonna be powerful.
Big and powerful and good.
That's the words - "powerful and good",
he kept saying, on and on.
You got a...
Your husband's right there.
You'd better go before we both do something we regret.
I can't believe you made me eat that sandwich.
Oh, come on, darling. You've licked worse than that.
Anyway, I'll take any ideas as to what it was
Vinnie was trying to say with his art piece.
It's all so subjective, isn't it?
Reading art isn't as simple as reading a Bryce Courtenay novel.
Yeah, if we knew what it was he was trying to say,
we'd be closer to the killer.
You know something?
I think I know somebody who might have
a better understanding about art than we do.
OK, guys. Uh...
We're going to be using all-new canvases this week.
Ah, Charlie.
- David. - Glad you could make it.
Same, same. David, this is Nicola, my wife.
Ah, the artist. Horses, I understand.
Oh, and congratulations on your award, by the way.
Oh, thank you, thank you.
It feels a bit strange, what with Tracey being disqualified
and Gavin's, uh...
Well, you know.
Still, I suppose a win by default is still a win.
- So you can set up over here. - Oh, good.
- Everyone, say hello to Phoebe. - Hi, Phoebe.
Today, we're looking at contours, OK? The womanly form.
What differentiates the woman from the man.
Don't be afraid to make mistakes.
Now, it's about layering, OK?
- Don't overwork it. - Yep.
Show me how you're applying the paint.
OK.
- Do you mind if I...? - Yeah.
OK. This is what you're doing.
- That's uncanny. - Mm-hm.
What you need to be doing is this.
OK. Yeah.
You're not covering canvas, you're making brushstrokes.
Gotcha.
- Big difference. - Thank you.
OK, guys. Let's take a break.
You're doing well, Charlie. Very fast learner.
Thank you.
And you're making progress, Nicola.
The, uh, human form is obviously very different
from that of a horse.
Keep at it.
So, winning the competition,
does that mean that you'll give up teaching?
No. Nope. I love teaching.
Just buys me some more time in the studio.
What was it like competing with people that you know?
- Yeah. - Well, Tracey, I've seen around.
But I'd never met Gavin Gonntchev, or whatever his name was.
But I admired his work.
We were wondering about Gavin, weren't we, with 'Home'.
- What did you make of that? - Well, um...
He's referring to his homeless state, literally,
as the title suggests, but it's also quite a fragmented piece,
which suggests an acknowledgement
of his mental displacement.
Would you ever enter your work under an alias?
Uh, well, if I wanted to protest
against the commercial aspects of art
by renouncing ownership.
Some artists do it all for the glory of God.
- Never put their name on it. - Yeah, Soli Deo gloria.
Titian never signed any of his work at all
until the last week of his life
and then went out and signed everything.
I should get back to it.
Phoebe, get your gear off.
Yeah, I could have told you his piece was about homelessness.
- What's Olivia's last name? - Patterson.
I just think it's strange that you conceal your identity
and then turn up to the actual awards ceremony.
Or is it? I mean, it's a very prestigious competition.
There are thousands of entries.
Maybe Vinnie was entering his anagram name
in order to throw the selectors off the scent.
I got the feeling that when Jack said
that Vinnie had something to say
that he literally had something to say, you know?
OK, so he was using it more as a platform?
Yeah.
So maybe he entered the competition to...
what, make a statement or some point to Olivia?
Maybe there's some sort of connection between Vinnie and Olivia that we don't know about.
Way ahead of you.
Do you see this page here?
So that's her Facebook profile. That's the gallery website.
- Yeah. - And that's her blog.
But there is nothing about Olivia Patterson
before 2007.
It's like she didn't exist before then.
Because she didn't exist before then.
Sometime before 2007, Olivia Patterson changed her name.
Yeah, and who would change their name?
Somebody with something to hide.
Still.
I don't know if you've ever seen a liver fluke,
but once it gets inside your body,
the only way to get it out is with surgery.
Have you been in contact with any toilet seats in the building
in the last two months?
Well, yes, on several occasions.
We'll need to do a Voight-Kampff test
on every unit.
I'm gonna want to see a negative
before we see a positive here.
Make a list of all the toilets you have used,
which cubicle, length of time and the nature of each visit.
- Of course. - God bless you.
Bills, invitations and invoices.
You were great out there, sweetie.
- Was that Charlton Heston? - Yeah, yeah, it was.
"You maniacs!" And who were you doing?
- I don't know. - It was good, though.
- Oh. - Great.
Oh, Charlie. Take a look at this.
That's Vinnie.
That's Olivia, isn't it? What's her name?
- Rachel Walker? - She did change her name.
"Rachel Walker and Vincent Carver celebrate their win
"at the 2001 Sydney..."
So his name was Vinnie.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
Donald! Call the police immediately.
Go ahead. It was never about protecting Marcus, was it?
It was about protecting yourself.
- Here's that list. - Oh, thank you. Great.
Thank you very much, sir.
Well, withholding evidence was just the icing on the cake.
- Back in 2004, Olivia was... - Rachel.
Rachel was buying work from down-and-out artists
for next to nothing
and selling it on to wealthy patrons
for exorbitant prices.
And then she'd fix the books and pay no tax.
Vinnie discovered what his old classmate was doing and exposed her.
And there were also rumours about plagiarism.
- If that got out, Olivia... - Rachel.
Now, Vinnie was killed outside.
Now, Olivia/Rachel had a car, sure,
but why didn't she just take him to a shallow grave?
Instead, she dragged the body back into her gallery.
That just doesn't make sense.
Well, motive and opportunity, that's what I'm saying.
I'll know more once I talk to her, OK?
Sweetie?
You know, as appalling a person as Olivia is...
- Rachel. - Rachel.
I don't think she's the murderer.
We should go.
- He's a keeper, that one. - Oh, don't I know it?
It's important that neither of you feel any pressure whatsoever to help me in any way.
You won't tell us what you're looking for, sweetie.
Well, I don't want to disappoint myself.
Happiness is relative to expectation.
Ah!
'Upside-Down Woman'.
But by Vincent.
Ah! Charlie and Nicola. What brings you back?
Well, we were pretty keen on buying some art. You know?
'Upside-Down Woman's probably a little out of our price range,
but wondered if you had anything else in your collection.
- Uh... - If you've got time.
No. Of course.
Now, these are just photos and reproductions of my work.
They're all very different, aren't they?
Yeah, I guess that's my style.
You got any composites of 'Upside-Down Woman'?
Any sort of sketches or works in progress?
No, sorry.
Yes, don't artists usually do
dozens of sketches of a composition
before they start something as large as this one?
No, not always. Sometimes, inspiration just takes you.
So, what was your inspiration for 'Upside-Down Woman'?
Various things.
- People? - Squatters?
Uh, just let me know if you want to come into the studio,
'cause I can show you.
We know where you found 'Upside-Down Woman', David.
It's Vincent Carver's painting. It's not yours.
I don't know any Vincent Carver.
That's 'cause you know him as Gavin Gonntchev.
I never met him.
You know, the thing I found amazing about your art class
was your ability to identically replicate my brushstrokes.
Anything in that portfolio actually yours?
- You're out of your mind. - What was it you said?
"There's nothing new under the sun."
I have to go.
Plagiarising other artists' work is one thing, but murder?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I didn't plagiarise anything, I didn't murder anyone,
and I certainly didn't burn anything.
We didn't say anything about burning anything, did we, Charlie?
No, we didn't mention that at all.
You went to Vinnie's squat to copy his art regularly.
When you saw his version of 'Upside-Down Woman',
you could see that it was an extraordinary work.
You copied it. You tried to burn it.
- You burnt Vinnie's work. - Oh.
Did the fire get out of control,
or was that always part of your plan?
Out of nowhere, the artist you'd been copying,
Vinnie Carver, turns up to the very competition
that you've entered his stolen work into.
He entered to expose Olivia, but he found you.
Did you talk to him? Did you ask him to meet you?
Try and buy him off?
Couldn't be bought off, though, could he?
'Cause his friend had died in that fire.
He wanted to find out whether he was right and then expose you.
- Nope. - You killed him.
Then you dragged him back into the gallery,
tried to make it look like an accident.
- I didn't. - Then you stole his prize money.
This is...
David. Wait!
Hey!
It's good for Peter's self-esteem
to catch one by himself every now and again.
Yeah.
- Well done, darling. - Well done to you too, darling.
Who's the guy in the bathroom?
- Oh, that's Jack, sweetie. - Nicola?
Oh! She walks in beauty, like the night.
Oh, you've captured her beautifully as well.
Thank you, Jack.
- Oh, Jack, this is Jess. - Hi.
- Your sister, surely. - Ohh.
Oh, Jack, did I tell you that Marcus James
donated that $100,000 prize money
towards a homeless art shelter?
An art shelter without a home. Tragic.
Why does Charlie have hooves?
- Well, are you done, darling? - Yeah, sweetie. You ready?
- I am. - OK.
Alright. On the count of three.
- One... - Two...
Three.
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