Central St Martins

We do not want to look like turds. Live performance will not feature in the show, from us anyway.

In sharing ideas and creating works together we have an advantage over our peers working individually on developing their practice: We are able to play and make work as opposed to being intent on creating ‘masterpieces’.

Through creating works with a playful quality we go against the notion of the artist as a gifted individual, a singular person.

Being three of us means we can take risks and push things more than a singular artist might wish. We can take the piss. We can make work which some may deem to be shit and we can take it. There are three of us, you do not have to pussy foot around us. Say it like it is, we are strong, we can take it.

Reflecting on yesterdays very productive day, in terms of realising the potential in our individual library loan histories, it is clear where we were going wrong. The list of thirty six books we initially selected were not reflective of Trois Elementos as a collective or indeed of us, the three individuals who make Trois Elementos what it is-our needs, concerns and desires. We are individual artists with practices in our own right. It is inevitable that aspects of our practice are going to overflow and be realised in our combined efforts.

Choosing books, merely by their width and catchy titles was ultimately going to fail. The lists was not extensive enough, and thus was rather limited in it's scope in terms of its period in history and art theory.

Our knowledge and theory as engaged individuals and artists is more varied and in depth than the list suggested.

It is even more varied than the list we compiled in the library, because these are only the books that we took out in the charing cross road site and was also limited by the height of the pile as it was about to tip over.

Our work is performative in its undercurrents and we are considering live performance in the show, the three of us speaking to the viewers. However, only one of us is professional and mature enough not to laugh and look self conscious in such situations. We have to tackle this – but live perfomance is notoriously impossible to do without looking like a turd.

We have also considered making this blog a feature of our show. At some point next week we'll have a super productive day and pin it all down just in time.

Today we are at school. We have lost our plaque already and need to get another one done in order to document it.

We have been talking about making two things instead of one.

We want to be present in the degree show, saying "couldn't think of anything", a development, or progression of the blob with the plaque we made before. Someone said we must be careful not to patronise our viewer…there are going to be far more patronising art works in the show. Patronising, in it's useage towards us was probably not the best choice of words.

Like gilbert & george.

But now we're in the library-we've found our library loan history over the past four years-including the foundation course also at csm but at back hill not charing cross road. there are loads, hundreds infact.

We realise that the degree show is a time where we can showcase ourselves, our practice.

we are frustrated artists, cynical, but happy cynics.

sneaky peek pic!

HELL

Please Pay Attention Please

Truth before Power

Past Imperfect

Raw Materials

Raw Notes

The Impossible Project

Thinking Aloud

I reas art like a magazine at the barbers

Decoys and Distruptions

Shark Infested Waters

The Uncanny

Breaking down the Barriers

We won't play nature to your culture

Bad Behaviour from the Arts Council collection

Critical Vision

Arts, Politics and Dissent

Childsplay

Art in Theory 1900-2000

Reading Things

Talking Art

Double Act

Work Ethic

State of the Art

When Attitudes Become Form

The rape of creativity

Contemporary Art: from Studio to Situation

BLIMEY!

The Lure of the Object

Objects for…and other things

Part object, Part sculpture

Equilibri

The Way Things Go

Nervous Stillness on the Horizon

LaLa land abd Parody Paradise

Wasted Youth