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January the 15th (again)?

I spent a day doodling at work (and doing ‘real’ work..of course)…

…i haven’t published all of todays biro activity as some are being sent to friends as post cards… the second (very ropey) doodle follows a line of thought i’ve been pursuing regarding a piece of work…

The idea was to manufacture curtains reminiscent of those you find in opulent 1930’s news reel theatres (like The Tyneside in Newcastle http://www.tynesidecinema.co.uk/about/ ). …This is because, in their original context (and usage) these curtains would have marked the division between the audience and the screen (or stage), and (invisibly) the division between the viewers and the image of the world as framed and manipulated by the political motivations of the film makers of the time…

In the context of an empty shop or shop fronted gallery space, I considered i would like to explore how the creation and employment of these curtains could be used both metaphorically to denominate the new stages in which fantasy and desire are played* out but also physically to create mutable spaces which can be at once immersive and divisional….Which, in turn, may underline and/or question the divisions and boundaries between the spectator and the spectacle, and between the viewer and artwork/performance….

…I’d still like to make this piece, I just need to look into empty spaces/ suitable opportunities to propose it too….

* ….(as i consider it)….The shop window epitomises and embodies the real-life staging of commodity culture: whether it’s the grossly kitsch (yet insidiously compelling) Christmas spectacle in the windows of Harrods, or the immaculate rendering of the ‘ideal home’ as depicted by John Lewis or Marks and Spencer, the shop window represents the 3 dimensional screen onto and into wh


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14th January

( http://schediosunrehearsed.blogspot.com/2010/01/14th-january.html )

Late night wavering….

I have a great job, which i adore, and keeps me afloat in more ways than purely financially… but the need to work and earn money/ be amongst lovely people… is increasingly eclipsing the need to spend time and energy devoted to the development of work and ideas… and though I live (well, sleep) beneath a heap of interesting art books, periodicals and materials…. somehow neither osmosis nor unconsciouss art making has taken place…

I’m afraid to check my emails, or the cat in the box that is facebook, because of the backlog of messages which are bound to be there… and things which need dealing with…. Just thinking coherently, in a straight forward way seems difficult at the moment… And i keep reading art magazines at work that leave me feeling increasingly disheartened/dispondent… either because I’m such a long way from ever making anything which will be noticed/valuable/dangerous/challenging… or because the ‘faddish’ nature of so much work makes me wonder how much of this is all a game?… And, honestly, even if I were au courant and genuinely knew how to play that game, I have never made a convincing ‘it’ girl… probably because the idea has always been just a little abhorrant…..


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