Sunday 19 June 2011

Thirty-one

I really like the number 31.
I have lived at two houses numbered 31.
I sent 31 postcards to MishMosh.
I used 31 pieces of collage.
I have typed 31 blog entries.
I think 31 times.
I dream 31 different dreams.
I read 31 authors.
I use 31 disparate ideas at any one time.
I like that their are 31 varieties.
I watch 31 blogs.
Good months have 31 days on them.
I write lists with 31 things in them.
Some of these don't really add up to 31.

Saturday 18 June 2011

JFK Thanatoses series , Exhibited at MishMosh



This is my work at MishMosh, a group show I am in with Josh Page, Liz Bradshaw and Dale Deveraux Barker at the Gallery @ Mistletoe Cottage. My work looks at ideas surrounding JFK's funeral and the pomp and circumstance around it, the ritualisation of death and mourning. I am fascinated by the idea of the glass coffin, always preserved at an age, never getting old and withering.
I am also exhibiting a series of collaged and manipulated postcards of Queens and Royalty throughout the ages. The work is eclectic, odd, unusual and exciting.
Full details here.

Thursday 16 June 2011

June list (annexe)

List for the week

MishMosh
Chinese
Rain
re-structuring
(de-sructuring)
wheat
holidays
evie
blue and gold
post
discovery
drawing pins
grids



Friday 10 June 2011

j's, models, drawing

Reading through my blog I realised that I like to write lists so heres another one,
drawing
AK47's
Rose
confidentiality
collage
sleeping
cranes
paper models
j's
cupboards

These are some of the things I have been thinking of today.

Tuesday 7 June 2011

Asleep, dead or breathing?



I have recently been working on a myriad of ideas, I seem to get more eclectic as time goes on, or is it that I now consider more things to be worthy of the title of 'art'. I have been collecting images of JFK and placing these in difficult places. My friend found an image of JFK sleeping on Airforce 1's floor. I am reminded of Tim Hetherington's photographs of sleeping soldiers. You ask the question about sleeping like the dead, are they dead or just sleeping? Does your knowledge of JFK's assassination or the more recent history of Afghanistan make you question this sleep versus dead theory ? Or do we care ? Do we need to imagine them breathing? Their chests rising and falling?
I want to look at the idea of creating works that have removed the original function, taking away the idea of the original photograph as a tool of mass communication and making it, by intervention in some way, into art or the idea of art.
I also want to look at making 3D ideas.