Affixed the mole and gin trap and mole tarp to two chairs I cannibalized. I’ve grown to call these the missionary pair (for obvious reasons). However I wish I hadn’t of rushed in an affixed these two as I’m not overly pleased with their size and stance I need a few more hours in the metal workshop before I’m entirely happy with them.
The health a safety monster has been around a lot recently at uni, it seems being artists we are not a health and safety enforcer’s dream risk to assess. It is in our nature to be scruffy messy and, well generally creative, something they’re logical brains cant quite grasp. Although I completely understand they’re views I do think that Britain and the world is being bubble wrapped.
As a result of this unrelenting shield against stupidity my animal trap installation will now serve as a relic with an accompanying video. Given the amount of alcohol that is planned to be consumed during the degree show following our rapturous and highly profitable degree show art auction this may be a good idea.
The animal traps shall now be placed arranged in a room with piles of crushed plaster penis under them and a video loop of the resulting carnage.
