I worked out the other morning, that if I just paint the lining paper back to the art-school-come-gallery brilliant white it’s not going to be enough of a shift. So, I’m going with shades of white, taken from some of the paper-based items I’ve collected. I also don’t think it’s going to work if it’s all just lining paper, it could all just be too little – not so much subtle, as nothing. I think that a touch of pattern might be required, so I’ll see next week if it’s possible to paper Anaglypta the wrong way round, so that the pattern appears like it’s going into the wall.
The mould of the jar is finished – just need to wait for it to dry out completely before pouring the slip. I want to get to terms with the photograph next week, before finishing off the walls and wallpapering at the weekend.
I’m really not sure where to begin with this post. There’s so much going through my head at the moment that I’m finding it even more difficult than usual to keep track of everything. The main thing is that I’ll be showing during the MFA exhibition at the end of August, so working towards this is occupying my thoughts through all of my waking hours, and if last night’s dreams were anything to go by, into my sleeping hours too. What I’m doing is making sense at the moment, and I really love intense, crazy work – but I’m also looking forward to the reflective bit once the exhibition is up, so I can clearly see where to go next, rather purely planning the most appropriate order in which to ‘finish’ the work I need to. See www.newcastlemfashow.co.uk for more details about the exhibition (preview August 21st, runs for two weeks after that).
The weekend has been spent making mould parts for a cast of a cut-glass jar and lid that I’m intending to make from slip-cast porcelain, whilst also working out a way to use cheap art-school temporary walls in a way that doesn’t disguise what they are (as that could be a bit fake and theatrical) but at the same time pushes them beyond this base. At the moment, the idea is lining paper, so I can reference a domestic interior, without being overt about, but paint the paper brilliant white, so I’ve still got a gallery reference.
I’m splitting the space up into an entrance or ‘ante’ space, which feels pristine and clean. Maybe like a porch. This leads into a space which suggests a wider, more spacious space, but still something to travel through. I’m planning on printing the photograph of the library window onto a personal and handwritten letter from the market, which appears to be in the wall. (I need to learn how to plaster quite quickly). The porcelain jar will probably be here somewhere. The next space will imply a living area, which is where I’ll put the drawer and the tin with its dirt (see the attached photos). I’m going to add some sliver-leaf to the dirt as a reference to the found photographs which I’ll no longer be using. I think the absence of them is stronger than them being there is reference absence. Around the corner (an incomplete wall which suggests that it may have been longer at one point) will be the plaster pillow. The pristine-ness of the space won’t quite be there by this point – it won’t be obvious, but it won’t quite be as clean, as sharp, there’ll be something different.
So that’s the plan. Or at least the idea as it is at the moment. I’m still trying not to over-plan, but work through each making process.
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I made the plaster pillow by literally filling a pillow case with casting plaster, then resting my head on it which it hardened. (I also tried mixing some of my hair into the plaster, but I need to work on the technique here – my friend Jennie who was helping me just ending up with plastery-hairy hands). It seemed to have the potential to be such a personal and potentially private experience, that something was maybe missing by doing this act in the studio space. So I’m intending to make another one, but doing it at home, by myself, in my bed. The plaster would then take up the shape of the mattress, as well as my head – it also seems to make sense to do this whilst wearing one of the négligé-dresses. It would effectively be a private performance, but I don’t think I want to record it – that would make it a performance for the camera, rather than for how wearing that clothing, in that environment would affect the end result.
I haven’t had time to read much recently, as I’m been making a concerted effort to think-make rather than read-think which is what I can so easily get caught up in. We did just have a short break in the Lake District, during which I got to finish W. G. Sebald’s Austerlitz. It’s written without any paragraphs or speech-marks to indicate which character is speaking, the result being that you sort of flow along this continuous narrative, one section blending seamlessly into the next… I’d like this installation I’m working on to flow like that.
Given the events last night's European elections, the admittance of two BNP candidates and the feeling of a general swing to the far right across Europe (at least in terms of those elected), today I've been thinking more about if there's a way of my politics having a more direct, or conscious influence on my work. Although I'm very politically minded and aware of current affairs, I've avoided a direct reference to specific issues in my practice, as I don't think that the way I make art is the best format for these types of discussions. However, I'm beginning to wonder if by thinking about these issues consciously, they could have an influence on my work, even if the results are still a visual layering of ideas, suggestions, my way of thinking…
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I had a tutorial with Louise Wilson when both she and Jane gave a talk through the visiting lecturers programme at uni recently. The main issue that came out from this, is to have a much clearer idea of where I'm positioning myself in a wider context, both within the visual arts arena, but also wider than that, to a larger cultural context. I've been reading some essays about Ann Hamilton and Mary Kelly at Louise's suggestion, and I've also ordered copies of The Everyday and Appropriation, part of the Whitechaple's Documents of Contemporary Art series. Stephen Johnstone's introductory essay in The Everyday is relevant to some of my thinking: quoting Rebecca J. DeRoo, he writes that ‘the everyday might be the common ground of experience that allows museum visitors to "understand the effects of history on the private lives of those who were usually overlooked"'. The photographs I've been accumulating have this personal, yet generic quality about them, yet due to their age, there is also this feeling of exoticism. So they have this contradiction of being something everyday from a particular period of time, yet because this time period is in the past, from a contemporary point of view they are special, something unique and different from our present-day notions of an everyday photographic image. More contradictions in my practice again.
I'm attaching an image of a ‘dress'-trace to this post. I've taken apart this item of clothing, reconstructed it from an old net curtain I found in a charity shop, then sprayed car paint though it, so the image is left on floor. The car paint is the wrong material (suggests something quite industrial and manual, even though I am very particular about the shades of spray paint I use, so they have to all be mixed up specially for me at Halfords), but I quite like the effect on the floor. More pondering required though, I think.
