When Ross comes online (we both have googlemail accounts) I jump on him like a beast and fire questions to him about his weekend, what’s he been doing, is he surviving the ash cloud so far north of Edinburgh – has he made any work… is he making more than me? Alas he does not answer, his working situation is quite different to mine. He works in an office along with, I am fictionalising perhaps here, along with the rest of the Scottish Sculpture Workshop gang: chin wagging productively. Me on the other hang, my working is subject to the coffee pot that sits next to me on the kitchen table – I am succinct with the editorial work I do, but I do this remotely and often alone with little but the wind and Jazz FM to keep me going!
This past weekend has been a calm enough for me… less actual work replaced by workings out, or thinking, or concept building – Ross seems to be able to map out his drawings and also perhaps his thought process… my process has slightly more give and take, putting down leaving alone, returning and taking away – being synonymous with my eraser as an extension of my reductive goal. My drawings are getting lighter, last Friday I discarded one drawing that I thought might have been complete: I decided it was very much over-worked… too much ado about nothing much at all – it was confused.
What shall happen to this drawing then and is it fit for exhibition? I was thinking of sending this actual piece up to Ross for him to present in an odd little show he’s putting together making use of an old abandoned building – addressing its permanence in the environment and the possible longevity of an ever-lasting exhibition. A mini-collection for a ran-shackled house, perhaps reminiscent of some form of domesticity… something like what is depicted by the French animators who put together 2010’s The Illusionist maybe. This is all guess work.
But back to this drawing Ross. It is definitely overloaded – but now it contains this history… and perhaps this history is validated by your curatorial goal for the ‘house’ aforementioned. I will post it up to you. Along with some other things I reckon. Perhaps with some building blocks enclosed too… or some form of related object.
THE DRAWING
The drawing again depicts a form of partnership and also feature my house mate’s cheese plant that rests on the window seat of the front room. The partnership is overloaded with the notion of ‘fight’, there is a struggle and perhaps this is for a common goal – but the fact is there is no evidence of this goal within the actual drawing itself. Perhaps it is just a formal goal – a goal to find form. Not sure.
