Yes… the time is fast approaching. Put it in your diary, carve it into your desk, ice it onto your cupcakes:
The Gallery, Stoke Newington Library, Church Street, London N16
Saturdays 10am – 5pm / Sundays 1pm – 5pm / Weekdays 11am – 6pm
Private views & performances: April 30th & May 11th 6pm – 9pm
CLOSED 3rd & 4th May
Anna and I have been quiet on the blog for a while, and guess why? Because we’ve been in Anna’s studio, working and playing away.
We’ve been scribbling…
Painting by me 🙂
… and creating things which you can only have a preliminary, sideways peak at…
For more than that, you’ll have to come to our exhibition 🙂
While Anna was here in Geneva, we had some fun with magazines, a high quality glue stick and (thankfully) two pairs of scissors. We leafed through a healthy stack of fashion and lifestyle magazines, choosing images that we felt related to our project. We then arranged them in a collage. Anna will have better photos, but here’s a rough overview:
This wasn’t just for fun – well, actually it was – but it was also an exercise in generating ideas, finding out how Anna and I see the project and seeing what images and objects we are both attracted to. Here’s one of my favourites:
Needless to say, there were lots of objects we might have found ourselves: suitcases, labels, letters, chairs, junk, dolls-houses, towels, books, ladders, shoes and street corners. Here are the lists of words Anna and I gathered from the collage:
Think of it as a sneak-preview into our minds and into what we could possibly make for the exhibition. Although I’ll be sad to leave Geneva soon, I can’t wait to see Anna again and get fabricating!
My friend Yemisi Blake posted a random adventure on his blog, from This is Not A Book by Keri Smith. This resonated with the way Anna and I have been collaborating and the walks, objects and imprints we’ve been collecting in our separate cities. So I decided to try it. It’s called ‘Something Red’.
1. Go outside
2. Walk until you see something red
3. Take ten steps
4. Look down at your feet and describe what you see in detail
Tortoiseshell concrete: black amber grey white flecks, hard crusts of chewing gum, waterlogged cigarette butts – dabs of orange, crushed chestnut husks, cross hatched metal grate, square puddles gathering, pools of light reflected, eyes looking up, dark edges, circular lid, line of tar, melting snowflakes invisible.
I looked up to see what was around me, and saw this:
Guy Debord wrote:
The sudden change of ambiance in a street within the space of a few meters; the evident division of a city into zones of distinct psychic atmospheres; the path of least resistance that is automatically followed in aimless strolls (and which has no relation to the physical contour of the terrain); the appealing or repelling character of certain places — these phenomena all seem to be neglected. (Theory of the Derive)
Something to ponder on…
I found a sculpture in the rocks
A sleeping man and woman carved in stone
Patterned with ripples, as if the water had imprinted on their bodies
Couple sketch and notes