Richard:
I am beginning to think of how work that I send up to Ross at Abandoned House relates more specifically to the work we’re planning for in Edinburgh at the end of October. I recall Ross’s highlights from a sculpture trail near the Scottish Sculpture Workshop. Ross showed me an image of a particular work that he then decided to base some of his drawings on, a direct transference of an existing work, through its existence as a found object, and finally re-presented in a drawing format.
The work I present here then, for explanation’s sake, is in two parts; it has no particular title, as it is more a draft or a ‘message’ for Ross. One part of the message is for leaning against the wall and the other part is for positioning nearby on the floor. Neither part has an up or a down – the message or work as a whole is for Ross to decipher and to construct on site in the abandoned house when it arrives by post. In the work in particular Ross’s found sculpture is referenced. This is done by the direct use and duality of an existing image of the sculpture; it is also done through an existing drawing on my part (a left over work in progress, which I believe is from a project I did back in 2009).
So when the work arrives by post it will then hopefully be installed in the Abandoned house – I suppose if anything it will be a direct extension of this very blog in terms of conference in ideas, references, tendencies and preferences in display and conceptual content. A whole mixture of things piled in to one then! Call it a proposal Ross! Of sorts…
I would also like to take the time to mention a found ‘sculpture’ (which may indeed be a simple piece of stone masonry left in landscape next to the very quarry it came from) that I think matches Ross’s find up in Aberdeenshire. I was in Derbyshire the other weekend for one of my whistle stops visiting family and staying up late with old friends. When there I went with my parents to a part of the Peak District I remember going to when completing my physical geography course work way back when. Burbage Valley the place is called, you can walk on a slow incline on a path that sears its way past peak upon peak. The sun embellishes the heather and on the right of the path limestone rocks with shear drops and fine edges complete the horizon. You then take a right and climb up to a path that scales the rock’s edge; it then takes you back down through crags to the car park. On the decline through more heather and fern, I came across the rock that is depicted in the last image to the right.
I think it is Ross’s turn to post something now!
