I’ve been contemplating. And improving my mould making skills. Attempt one at a ‘core’ slip cast mould. All attempts at getting a plaster mould of the bakelite telephone handset I procured from the bottomless pit of stuff that is Ebay – had so far been a complete failure, so I will be attempting to cast in multiple pieces and then attach them all together.
Research stresses include how on earth I am going to figure workable, practical audio to emanate (correct word or is it just very late?) from within the ceramic handsets. (That also need to be changeable as and when the batteries and I argue). After that I’ve got pretty much all of it sorted out. And who to get permission off for use of their phone box. I’ve started to eye up the one in Rhonehouse instead – as it is phone free…
Urban Rural Myths are also flitting around. The aim of the phones was to provide a sort of platform for the sharing of oral knowledge/history/stories/informations in a way that is done less and less with the wonders of social media/blogs (irony?) and so forth. So I anticipate the collecting of Rural Myths and contemporary legends from now on. If you have one to share I’d love to have it.
This is sort of in line with the thinking of Radio 4’s Listening Project and although I’ve been mulling it over a while, it’s just recently become clear following what I shall now be referring to as ‘Artists in Adventures with Scientists’ (it occured to me half way through the seminar day at Cat Strand and did sort of stick in my head. Having split into groups to discuss the environment and cross over points/collaborative possibilities between science and art notions of
materialism. climate change fatigue. environment goes to hollywood. changing perceptions and attitudes. green marketing. (global cool anyone?) and the role of myths.
It all suddenly sort of clicked. I strangely woke up early the next morning and wrote down a pile of stuff instantly. I could do with inspiration like that more often!
So perhaps, the rule of this week is if you write your blog entries too late at night – someone may notice the ramblings. I’ve also entered the ‘blogger’sphere – ferrythorn.blogspot.co.uk – is the third blog I’m working on – I could become a full time blogger yet. Check it out for the Stove’s latest project – a commission in Creetown which I’m helping out with. Boom!
Ice Golf Balls are on their way, my new telephone has arrived, light bulbs are under production. I’m hoping for two short film pieces now by the end of this week – in between research trips to Creetown. Walking and hiking around snowy Cairnsmore of Fleet has blown away the cobwebs.
My to-do list is already enormous – January is on it’s way and I have escaped the doldrums and entered a serious time to power on with work production. This is my favourite time – when things start to click together and I start to actually get making.
The Spring Fling artists list for 2013 has been announced. Head here for more information about my studio which will be open for the May bank holiday weekend. Time to up the pace to get everything done on time!
I’m not really one for New Year resolutions – but a change in work ethic is definitely the aim for the month. With mounting pressure I am (at last) become more productive. For my TS Eliot project – a desire has grown to develop glass golf balls to form an element of a new installation for an indoor gallery-type exhibition space. Needing to find an exhibition space to have an end of residency exhibition is also growing large in my mind – I want to keep costs down but the aesthetics have to fit, and a commercial space doesn’t feel right for my work currently.s,
But, I digress a little – back to the golf balls – in the meantime, due to not having ordered that book on glass casting yet (and not knowing what material to make the mould out of, or if my little kiln is up to that sort of thing) I decided ice would be a suitable substitute.
This has quickly turned into one of those little asides that takes forever – on account of moulding with ice being slightly more complex than my vinyl mould was up to (problems including not holding water, casting in halves that then had no intention of joining e.t.c.) Fortunately a little you-tube research, and a new silicon one piece mould and it actually holds water. Now just to head back to Kirkcudbright and check on the results.
The hassle is all in mind of a small video piece that has stuck in my head. Video is normally a medium I steer will clear of, it’s often boring and un-engaging and lacks the human, tangible, tactile elements that I so desire. A possible side effect influence was my trip to the Liverpool Biennial a couple of months back – and Kader Attia’s Oil and Sugar #2 piece, displayed at the Tate. This has pretty much all of those elements embedded within the work. There was also a couscous piece which I loved (the smell!), as a miniature town made from moulded couscous shapes.
Here are a couple of links for the curious: an interview with the independant, and he has worked on the design team for a rambert dance company production! (I mention this purely because I have Rambert Dance tickets from my birthday – really, very excited.)
Anyways… onwards and upwards!