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I know I’m a bit of a purist.

I am a multi-disciplinary artist, but I am not a mixed media artist.

I like my drawings to be pencil OR ink, not both together. If I use watercolour with my drawings, it’s generally laid down as a ground to draw on, not often as an element in itself.

I like my fabric work to be limited in a similar way too these days. Single stitch types, on waste fabric pieces. I have rules.

I don’t like overcrowded songs either…

I’m making vessels and twigs at the moment, in a variety of media. The brown paper twigs are placed in brown paper vessels/bags. They are bound with one sort of bleached cotton or linen thread. I have done black twigs with black thread, white with white, but if I try a different colour I’m unhappy with it.

I thought I’d give it a try with the spools of red thread I bought back from Sweden. Now… in terms of semiotics, red thread has different cultural connotations and the field is crowded with meanings I don’t want, so having bound one brown paper twig with red, I don’t really like it. If I had some red waste paper I’d try red on red to see if that makes it different. I think it would. Would I then feel obliged to try different coloured paper with matching bindings? Then I’d have a rainbow of twigs which I’m sure would look very twee, and also hold extra rainbow-associated meanings!

In my ceramics class at mac I’ve made three clay vessels, from rolled out thin slabs of clay, which are then wrapped around my hand and folded in at the bottom. This week I painted the inside with white slip, we will see how they come out of the kiln, the white may have been a step too far. I’ve started making a few clay twigs, but with a harder, rougher, groggier type of clay. I’m not sure about that either until I see them fired. I don’t think I’ll be glazing them either….

I think it’s because I need clarity. When the symbolism or metaphors or semiotics are important, I don’t want variables muddying the scene.

A variable asks questions:

Why has she used different coloured paper?

Why are the vessels different materials?

Why is the clay a different texture?

If the twigs represent children, they are unique as they stand, as I make them. If I want them to be unique in more than one direction, is that confusing?

I’ve just written this to a-n… if you feel the same way please join in and let’s see if we can get them to change it!

Good morning all!
I know I’ve brought up this issue before, and all I’ve had is a sort of “the computer says no” response.
When I post a comment, I get notified by email. I know I’ve commented, because it was me that did it! What would be really useful would be notifications when someone else replies or comments on a blog I’ve interacted with. This is how conversation happens. It is so infuriating. In “the olden days” it did happen. On my website blog it happens, so why not here? I’ve just accidentally discovered a response to a comment I wrote two weeks ago. How many potential conversations have I missed with other artists because I haven’t waded through to find them?

When this did happen I made contacts and established networks that are still active today… I went to America with Wendy Williams’ group and have returned to do a retrospective exhibition. I’ve been to Sweden and returned this year to do a residency with Stuart Mayes. These are really great things that have furthered my career and my practice. These things are now impossible because a simple conversation between artists is impossible.

I know I will still get a reply saying this is impossible but I want to keep this issue at the front of your minds, so if ever you have another refurb, you can do something about it and make a really big impact on members lives, like you used to.

Best wishes
Elena
 

As well as being a member of the Royal Birmingham Society of Artists (RBSA) I have recently also become a member of ExtraOrdinary People (EOP) at Eastside Projects.

I am hoping that by belonging to both I will be able to satisfy both sides of my artistic personality. 

The RBSA has a 200 year history, is an artist run, traditional group with a gallery in Birmingham’s prestigious Jewellery Quarter. Through this organisation I have access to a city centre gallery, a standard white-walled, large, well lit space. I can exhibit there in group shows one or two times a year. I can also book free space in the ground floor gallery/shop. I can, like I did in 2023, book a larger gallery space (at a cost) for a solo show if I so desire.

This space is run by a small staff, and volunteers from the membership, including a voluntary curator, secretary and president. The members hang the shows, and steward them. The average age of the membership is quite high and as a result of that, a high percentage of the membership is inactive. The driving need is to attract new younger members, from a more diverse population of artists, with more diverse art forms. Other than a small “splinter group” I was invited to join, there’s not much in the way of incidental, casual, critical conversation I have found. Although there are occasional artist talks, and I have applied to the society’s Professor of Painting for a portfolio review. Some of the members have lively contemporary practices, (nothing to do with their age) but many have a more traditional practice. It feels divided…Sometimes it is difficult to choose what to submit to group shows as my work is rarely in a frame, hangs on the wall using unusual techniques, or needs quite a bit of space. My submissions to the shows can be troublesome if I do not install it myself – which isn’t always possible. Despite these shortcomings, it’s a good space, with some good people I have been glad to meet.

Anyway…

Because of my need to engage with a different audience, I was drawn to Eastside Projects in Digbeth, across the other side of town. For those readers who do not know Digbeth, it is a tatty, post industrial area, known for venues like the Custard Factory, full of trendy bars and creative people… more recently priced out of the building for those who can afford ever increasing rents. The artists are pushed out to find as usual the more derelict spaces. Recently there has been more investment in the area, buildings are being snapped up and refurbished, newly paved areas are planted up with low level landscaping and the occasional tree as cranes hover overhead and the new station/interchange gets built for HS2. You get the picture…

Eastside Projects is the classic abandoned warehouse gallery space, concrete, girders, white-painted brick walls, and factory ceiling skylights. A high space, light and airy. The contrast to RBSA is not just in the space but in the way it is run. It is a NPO, and gets funding from the Arts Council, and is supported by Birmingham City University (although I’m not sure in what way). The curators are young, vibrant and have great, imaginative ideas on how to install the work. They have members exhibitions (selective) (I was selected) which include a crit chit chat on the last day. There are also opportunities for one-to-one mentoring with experienced people – artists and curators. I went to one of the crit events on Saturday and found it to be really informative, inspiring, to hear about other artists’ work, and to have mine also discussed in a way I haven’t experienced since doing my MA. I met a few people I’d not seen for years!

I did feel like the oldest person in the room, taking a chair round with me and hobbling about with a walking stick (I’m sure I will feel ten years younger when I get my new knee). But my work was respected, in its handling, its curation, and in the way it was talked about at the crit. It had plenty of space around it. (The downside sometimes with the RBSA is because of the need to bring in revenue the group exhibitions can seem a bit crammed). I talked to lots of interesting people, swapped instagram details, showed photos of other work… I came away buzzing.

I am back in the studio today, having taken the exhibited work out of the box, and hung it back on the wall. I recorded my bit of the crit and I play it back while looking around the studio. The new work I was unsure about, I now see with a different head on. It is a bit of a departure, but a departure worthy of time to explore what it might mean amongst the work around it.

On Sunday I did a stint as a volunteer steward at RBSA and was able to see the differences in sharp relief. Each group has its advantages and disadvantages. I think my practice probably sits half way between the two. Hopefully by having a foot in each camp I can take the best from each and achieve a balance that supports my practice.

(But most of all: collaboration)

I’ve had a week when I intended to concentrate on songwriting. I had in my head a sort of Immersion Week, as championed often by Dan Whitehouse. I started the week well, with a day with my friend Joe Bayliss, another singer songwriter. We had a morning of gossip, swapped some music of each others, and other people’s. Always good to hear new music. We then had a bit of time in the afternoon to write a song together. This was fun! We did come up with something… not sure whether we will decide it is worth pursuing, but the act of making a song is always good, and it did make us laugh. I think we both enjoyed the process.

I had thought at the beginning of the week that I would spend some time trying to get some musical ideas of my own down. I do this occasionally, but it always feels forced. I think really my strength lies in lyric writing when on my own, but musically in collaboration. I can find a top line melody over chords, and I can figure out the phrasing and delivery, and I can usually find a harmony. I can rearrange things once they exist, I can hear how things could sound, but I can’t invent them… at least not quickly, easily, or to a satisfactory standard.

So by mid week, other than a zoom call and some swapping of files over WhatsApp, I stopped, and packed away the music gear. Maybe I need to value and accept my strengths and recognise and accept what I can’t do. (But sometimes it is good to challenge yourself, right?)

This morning I had a bit of rehearsal time with one of my band-mates, Andy Jenkins. The difference in how I felt was noticeable. Even though I was rusty and my voice croaky, I love the rehearsal process, trying things out, practicing the songs, perfecting the harmonies, tweaking the lyrics… That’s the creativity for me, being in a room and making the song, from the words on the page to the words in my mouth, being sung. Witnessing the music being born from the heads and fingers of others. Bouncing it around, until it falls into place.

We are practicing before a live recoding session towards the end of the month. We are very much looking forward to this, a new venue, a new way of working with a new person doing all the technical stuff. I actually quite like the discipline of doing things over and over again, either in the live recording way, this time in a church with Dave Shaw, or in a studio environment with Michael Clarke. I do like the minutiae of the repetition and performance from a small box with a microphone in. I enjoy the careful listening that goes with it, and watching people who know what they are doing, do their jobs really well. I also feel I can give my best when I have the option to drop a line in again, or re-do the chorus.

Andy and I were talking about the importance of documenting our songwriting. It’s not necessarily that we feel we must release an EP or an album every year, but we three have written some really good songs, so we should record them, (not just on our phones in my dining room) whether we keep them for ourselves or put them out in the world, for posterity. We have been writing and performing together for almost ten years, that’s a lot of material.

Performing is a different beast. I like it, but I think I like the writing and recording bit more. I am an introvert masquerading as an extrovert. Gigs are a buzz, but exhausting. I am the front person… interestingly I find it far more relaxing doing backing vocals with Ian Sutherland’s other band than doing the main vocals for The Sitting Room.

But performing is fun, it’s all about collaboration, harmony, reaction, connection… and I often think, and have said so, that visual artists could do with a lesson in collaboration from musicians, and even improv comedians! Some artists (I have spoken to people who really think this, it’s not idle imagining) think that if they work in collaboration, their work will be “diluted” in some way, so they hold back the best ideas for themselves. Musicians and improvising actors and comedians know that what really matters is the piece. If the piece is funny, we are all funny, if the song is a good one, then we all shine. Rob Lane told me this in an improv workshop I did with him and he’s right. And what you get when people truly trust in the collaborative process, is work that you could never have imagined, and it belongs to ALL of those who collaborated. 

However, I have been very lucky. I have found band-mates that really get it. They are generous with their time, patience and talent. And more recently I have also found a small group of artists who know how to do it properly. Stuart Mayes, Bill Laybourne, Helen Garbett and Rick Sanders know what they are doing. It makes all the difference in the world having good people around you. That’s why I have unashamedly name-dropped throughout this post… thanks all!

Following my last post, I am back in the studio making.

I’m using waste paper, mostly the brown paper of the type used to fill the void in parcels. I’ve got people saving it for me.

When I have done a batch, I then make a vessel to contain them. I now have about a dozen of these vessels hanging on my studio wall. Alongside a few extra large ones that are hanging independently.

While the pillow cases full of wrapped real twig “children” were being installed at one gallery, I delivered a vessel full of paper twigs to be installed at another. This second is a new gallery to me, so I was unsure about what to submit. So I thought the work in progress paper twigs were the way forward, less risky because I don’t have that emotional connection to them. Maybe I will, but at the moment I don’t.

So in my head I obviously have a hierarchy of materials. These don’t matter because they are not real twigs. They are imitations. Even though a couple of people so far have thought they were real, until they handled them. 

At the moment, to me, these twigs are only about their materiality. I’m working with the signifiers, but don’t yet know what they are signifying. Or maybe they won’t ever signify anything. Maybe they will always be just paper wrapped in linen.

In other thoughts, and in another post, I wonder about telling people what these things are to me. Do I have to inform the viewer of the significance of the pieces? Can I just put it up there and let them decide? Either they have their own ideas about the meaning, or they can just enjoy the materiality, unfettered by any emotional content foisted onto them by the artist. I have actually myself been put off works of art when I have them explained to me.

Aesthetically, these two works are similar … twigs in pillow cases, or “twigs” in “paper bags”. I’m not fed up of making them yet. It will be interesting to see when I do, how many have I got, and has any sort of meaning turned up? At the moment I can’t imagine getting upset about them getting damaged… but who knows… they represent an awful lot of time, even if not materials.