‘Homesome’
Portsmouth – Southampton – Portsmouth: January 26th
Wake as usual – fearful of the unknown- dreams ramp up the trauma
Lay there tired with no choice but to listen to next doors children scream and stamp – after one hour i slam the wardrobe door – it falls quiet
I need quiet
I need quiet
I need quiet
not intrusion to think about the project and living
get up late – distracted – thinking about the project – debrief – direction
we eat late – thinking – distracted about the project – debrief – direction
hiatus
we get ready – Southampton – Transformism opening and symposium at John Hansard Gallery – The Arts Catalyst – the commissioners of this project.
We go – fuel – thoughts – motorway – directions – park – leave – park closer – walk
bamboo grove stands out – invitingly
Arrive at same time as London coach – full gallery space filled with sounds clay and cones
Talk boundary opportunities
I am drawn by the printed masks – and text on the screen – I wish to be the new workers described in blurred periodic tables – dysarticulated computer screen complete with speaking tube – later I find the actual objects displayed like fossils in an ethnographic museum alongside books.
I listen
I read
I watch
I watch transfixed as twin virtual koi swim round an enamaled bowl
I eat – forgoing my food danger thoughts – Bread – Cheese – ham – celery – olives
I chat
I stand
I sit
I watch transfixed as twin virtual koi swim round an enameled bowl
I hug
I walk avoiding clay ball whose tracks tell stories of unintended movement
We leave the building
we are gathered to sit for the symposium – slight late start which gives me chance to draw complex diagram – we sit with familiar face from ArtSway – a reminder of shop show and flags
start
speakers 1-3 all mapped in geological detail
Chickens – brown meat white meat cultural destinations
Imminancy in the Pacific – wood shaving importance’s
Bio-skins by 2030 – printable shoes
Questions
finish – great day
Debrief on Cambridge – Bring up to date – arrainging – conversing
Leave
H o m e
Sit
on settee tired
with no choice but to listen
to next doors children scream and stamp
I need quiet