Living the artist lifestyle… ran out of gas and thus heating and cooking possibilities, about 5 days ago. Sitting in my large (arctic), Victorian mansion, surrounded by paper, bags and array of pencils.
The head full of new project strands and projects half started and promised…
Seeking funding really is going to be a priority now. No more moves without money and/or other support.
I have got a verbal agreement with the Portuguese Consulate for a show there in september. Very nice.
And now there is a list as long as my arm of places and people to contact, say thanks to for previous help and attendance and nudge to reply and promise me space, publicity and money.
Money.
What a dirty word.
But how nice to feel it in one's pocket.
The artist's car committed suicide yesterday. How on earth will she now get to Clay Outcrops in Wales; for the project "Dungbeetle and Sisyphus"?
I utter an SOS, in the knowledge that I will probably not be called by knights in shining armor with keys to vehicles that I can use.
But still here it is, an SOS with emphasis.
SOS!
I would love if anyone could recommend a residency opportunity to me, as I may not be able to work in Liverpool in the next weeks.
However: I have had a wonderful response from the other 2 exhibitions and am meeting the Portugese Consulate on monday, to discuss a potential of holding a multimedia exhibition at the Consulate in Manchester.
Thanks to the exhibition at Hope University (for which a fee has been agreed) I have attended a dinner with ambassadors who have been in support of the "Big Hope" congress at Hope University. THis congress was an amazingly positive experience. Delegates from all over the world (Tibet included) attended, speakers ranging from the last Prime Minister of India to Stanley Wells the world expert on Shakespeare attended..
the theme: a harmonious global future for all of humanity…
Beautiful…
After the mamooth program of the past 6 weeks with the unfortunate cancellation of "The Watchers / 7 Giants"
(due to the exhibition space falling into dormancy exactly at the time when we should have opened the show… I learnt big lessons from this: make very concrete arrangements and make them in writing… or lose a lot of time and money…)
… well after all that I am something like 98% wiped out and exhausted.
However the enforced resting period on my sofa next to the garden window, listening to the birds and reading about the Folkstone Triennial and Tracy Emin's contribution (which I like very much),.. well doing all that resting and strangely static existing I suddenly have been taken over by a whole avalanche of new ideas.
Given just how extremely exhausted I am I can but wonder what makes the Muse deliver more large scale and labour intensive ideas.. One thing is certain: I need a production team. And the other thing that is certain: I can at this stage in my career not afford one.
So… But here comes a solution in form of a new project idea that I have just fallen in love with head over heels:
hmmmm..
actually I may just have to keep you in suspense there. because I am so incredibly happy with this idea that I might have to hide it in a box for a few more days. It's just too good.
You know the feeling… it's kind of the same as everyone's baby is the best baby, everyone's cat the nicest cat.. etc… and so it is with this new project. If I had the energy I would be leaping off the sofa and jump with joy and excitement.. as it is I will immediately drag my tired body to clear the room for my new flatmate, who is due to arrive in 2 weeks time. So that once that job is out of the way I will be able to launch head first into the deep end of my new project.
http://www.hope.ac.uk/thebighope/template.php?page…
finally, the website is updated. Unfortunately now the conference has come to an end..
continuation …
Now there is my 'problem-child' St Lukes and my "The Watchers / 7 Giants". I have a good feeling that this week will finally see a completion and a set of photographs. Wow. Will I be glad when that is done. What a mamooth project. And actually I will just slip straight into "Dungbeetle and Sisyphus". Which is inexplicable really but i just know it will work. (Ask me again when I am sitting in a corner, ashamed and in despair… worried about progress..) Hopefully it will be my Biennial Project. If anyone will figure out that I would be just THE one to pick for a nice large room with a projector in it, a spotlight and a huge lump of clay….
yes, that's right! I am waiting, looking and pulling at the bit; for a space in the Biennial. But I am equally happy to just do my own thing this year and bring my clay wherever it suits me.
I have art streaming out of every pore tonight. Perhaps it has something to do with the coffee and the chocolate…
Or maybe the muse came and gave me a big bite in the rear end… I certainly feel lively.
