Staffordshire University

2, 2013.

CARBON EXHIBITION.

Lately I have been increasingly busy. Alongside holding a 20 hour a week job in the last term of my final year at university, I am working to develop my own practice, attending several lectures, applying to exhibitions and residencies, being interviewed onine, setting up an art event outside of university with 5 fellow artists and being asked to exhibit in shows set up by fellow artist friends.

I could not be more grateful.

I was invited to exhibit in a group show called CARBON in Staffordshire by a fellow artist/curator Bob Cattrall. He told me what the show was called and left me to interpret the theme however I wanted to.

I decided to create a new piece of work for the exhibition that referenced work I had produced in 2011. In 2011 I created an installation in which I used video tape and hung it vertically from the ceiling to form one large column. I used video tape as a medium to reference the capturing of information. Capturing or trapping is what I instantly responded to when I was approached to exhibit an artwork for Carbon. As soon as I heard the title of the exhibition I was transported back to A-Level Chemistry, the first this I remembered about this element was that it has 4 electrons on the outside ring which are available to form covalent bonding. I remember this type of bond consisting of an electron from the outer ring trapping an electron from another atom. The element of capture/trapping is what influenced me to use the video tape once again. The combination of the specificity of the site alongside the sharing of references proceeded to the creation of an installation of 2 smaller scale columns of video tape.

This is an event me and 5 fellow artists have organised for next week.
Have a look at our website: occupiedevent.com

Latest offering.

Function: Support. Comfort.

School.

Office.

Excess.

Speed.

Life.

Now.

Function: Sculpture.

More material to work with = more happiness + more excitement.

These photographs represent the process of exhausting the functionless chair and the Uncle Ben’s Rice packaging trimmings. At this point I did not believe I was fulfilling even a fraction of the potential that the orange plastic holds.