GOING PUBLIC

I’ve got some scribbles and ideas too in my ptb sketch/note book, could add those too.
there is an article in one of my selvedge magazines about medical/surgical textiles, will find it for you, could be some links there.I’d like us to put a huge piece of paper on a big table and get all these ideas in one place and link them together to see what we come up with.doing things with wire…. I did some wire writing a while back… text as support for the rosettes? At some point I think we should even have a workshop session together. Actually… maybe that could be a proposal worth setting out…. the DOING of it, not just the results? ptb goes on tour. 3 pieces of work, in 3 venues, made by 3 people from just what they take into a room – what do you think?

(I can’t find an online version of the article, but it’s in selvedge magazine, issue 15, p47 by Marie O’Mahoney)

Hi both

So lovely to open my e-mail inbox and see you both in there.

Huge, humungus congratulations Elena; you worked so hard and gave it your absolute all, and we all loved going on the journey with you.

I too wish I could do an MA. Can’t do it unless I get a job and work for the dosh – and I don’t appear to want it that much!
I just wish we were closer. It would be lovely – but then again we might lose the special bit of what we have; so maybe not.

Elena – I will keep my ears open for something that would suit your work – I get a lot of opportunities sent to me for Sevenoaks Visual Arts Forum.
I shan’t forget you if a group are looking for a textile/installation artist either.

So glad that good things are coming your way Julie. You work so hard you really do deserve it.

Project To Be?

The PTB –

Meet in January and talk our selves silly [!] Can’t wait to give you both a proper hug.

Then I guess we need to thrash out which way we want to go….

Revert to the original plan of all working on blood in some way?

If so I would be interested in working on malarial ‘rosettes’ in blood. They cause cerebral malaria – the PHD work my doctor daughter is doing…

One current idea = a [single size] black metal bedstead with red ‘rosettes’ [they look somewhat like flowers] – red paper and cake wire* woven into the wire netting of the matress support….with a malarial net above it………
*same making process as the insects and seedlings on my website.

By following the blood route we would be moving away from the quite unique concept of the three of us meeting online and blogging about ourselves and the project for 18 months………..would we be missing the opportunity to offer something no one else can?

….that seems to speak to me of a concept that looks at communication/online relationships…………

Or mix the two? Blood being a communicator/carrier of hormones/oxygen etc.

I have a vision of print outs of our e-mails [words printed in white on a red background] cut into ribbons and flowing in and out of test tubes in a huge crazy installation of test tube racks!!!

hmm……………………….you can tell I have been driving to Hastings a lot recently.
Too much thinking in the car…..xxxx

Ok Franny and Julie, I’m ready! MA done…. where do we start?

Been thinking more about the cells thing, especially since the construction of “bodies” to go within the children’s clothes in my current work. I’ve used one fairly simple shape, stuffed to fit the garment, but have been thinking about using “cells” that could be individually smaller, that together would mould to fit any shape. I shall have a little play… but not till after the show eh?

I also have a bit of an “inside-out” idea in my head too….

Such neglectful bloggers – busy bloggers more like! But in my case it isn’t a question of “out of sight out of mind” because as I walk about the place I see things and think to myself, “Julie would love that” or “oh that reminds me of Franny”

At the moment, under my bench, outside the French window, is the skeleton of a baby wren my vile cat caught a few weeks ago. I have left it there. Every time I look at it I think of Franny, wondering what she would do with it… because I don’t really know the answer the poor thing is still there. I can’t seem to resolve the situation until I know. So Franny…. what will I do?

Julie, I took all my cardboard to the skip thing that collects it for recycling at the back of a local pub. I stash this stuff in my car boot, either until I need the boot for something else, or start to feel guilty about my increased fuel consumption (something new to discover about Elena, she is lazy cow!)… anyway… when I got here, the skip had a huge pile of old magazines in it. HUGE pile, strewn, skittered across the rest of the rubbish, and I thought of you. They were expensive glossies, and there were dozens of them. I kept thinking what you would do. I contemplated climbing into the skip (I refer you to my previous brackets).

So is it nice then that I think of you both?

Or is it just a bit macabre and sick that I think of you when contemplating garbage and rotting creatures?