The proposal forms are now ready for circulation...
So if you would like to participate in this exciting exhibition, bringing together art and science, medicine and creativity, here is your chance.
The exhibition will be taking place in the first 2 weeks of May 2014, but proposals need to be in well before then.
For more information please contact me- by email or phone.
We hope to produce a really stimulating and dynamic response to his work in a beautiful Georgian rural setting·
Friday 14 February 2014
Monday 3 February 2014
sorry!
Sorry I haven't been keeping in touch these last couple of months- the usual excuses like Christmas, and now busy preparing for an assessment for my MA. I'll be uploading some photos from that very soon.
In the meantime, to whet your appetite here are a few...
My work has been based on an old dictionary, from 1936, that I found. I've been randomly opening pages to choose a word that attracts me, cutting it out, rolling it up and then creating a "chrysalis" round it in papier mache, using the rest of the page. Some I have skewered onto fish hooks as I make them, some are tied on to them later. They are then suspended from a net, crocheted from fine wire and fishing line, to be looked at from below. Are they trapped, or are they suspended? Is the word set free or concealed?
And why 81 of them? That's how many years ago my grandparents arrived in the UK, not really speaking English. Indeed they may have owned a dictionary like this one.
And that stringy thing? I've made crocheted "wasp nests" as a friend has described them, stuffed with bits of dictionary. Set fire to it (video as well!) then dip the charred remains in wax- to preserve, to seal, to contain. There is something very deep about looking into the inner sanctum of those sculptures- not quite sure how, but they profoundly move me.
And why language? Because it's all we have. It makes us human, but it is what divides us. Language is beautiful, both to hear and to look at its image, but can be cruel, fatal. By ripping up the words am I destroying them or creating new ways of expressing myself?
One of the pieces I'm working on is made up of pieces of dictionary page reformed so that the alphabet is no longer in order. I then doodle, make grafitti, scribble, again, as my mind takes me, often when on the phone or listening to music so I am deliberately not really engaging with it. Fascinating what the mind picks out...
More on this next time!
In the meantime, to whet your appetite here are a few...
My work has been based on an old dictionary, from 1936, that I found. I've been randomly opening pages to choose a word that attracts me, cutting it out, rolling it up and then creating a "chrysalis" round it in papier mache, using the rest of the page. Some I have skewered onto fish hooks as I make them, some are tied on to them later. They are then suspended from a net, crocheted from fine wire and fishing line, to be looked at from below. Are they trapped, or are they suspended? Is the word set free or concealed?
And why 81 of them? That's how many years ago my grandparents arrived in the UK, not really speaking English. Indeed they may have owned a dictionary like this one.
And that stringy thing? I've made crocheted "wasp nests" as a friend has described them, stuffed with bits of dictionary. Set fire to it (video as well!) then dip the charred remains in wax- to preserve, to seal, to contain. There is something very deep about looking into the inner sanctum of those sculptures- not quite sure how, but they profoundly move me.
And why language? Because it's all we have. It makes us human, but it is what divides us. Language is beautiful, both to hear and to look at its image, but can be cruel, fatal. By ripping up the words am I destroying them or creating new ways of expressing myself?
One of the pieces I'm working on is made up of pieces of dictionary page reformed so that the alphabet is no longer in order. I then doodle, make grafitti, scribble, again, as my mind takes me, often when on the phone or listening to music so I am deliberately not really engaging with it. Fascinating what the mind picks out...
More on this next time!
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