Diviner, copper, copper patina, clay, horn, slate, oak and dyed willow, 2016
Through which we cannot see, but would like to.
It would tell us something. Or maybe not.
(but still, we’d like to see)
-The Future.
(Voting Remain, in the upcoming referendum)
My installation of a series of sculpture and photography, Desire Lands is almost done !
unpolished and unfolded – unfinished I’m still pretty much in love with copper.
I love to travel and though I’m claustrophobic and scared of flying I do it anyway, holding my eyes tight focusing on the forward and the new. Once in the air I usually put it aside not looking directly at the fear. I used to be fine, sleeping and enjoying the process and difference in airports and planes. Maybe now I drink too much coffee, or I’m winding tighter as I grow older.
The last two trips came quickly and one directly after the other. From sitting on Rousay in the Orkney Isles among ancient buildings with no one in sight, the indignant birds tracking our progress across their home patch, I took the nerve shattering flight to NYC and charged about in one of the largest cities in the world.
Now home I’m reassembling, recouping and regrouping, what’s next and what’s now forefront in my mind. How will I make a living? Where will this living be made? Will summer be all that (or should I go away again to ensure it)? In any case things must be a bit off at the moment, because I’ve found time to write something for this thing.
Rousay, Orkney – April 2016
New York City, April 2016
The Thing – I am doing it, which why I’m not writing about it.
(The Thing is to live as an artist) ((aka I have an artist’s job))
The Thing is exactingly, exhaustingly excellent.
I get the sense of it now, there won’t ever be enough time and blogging won’t ever come high enough on my list.
The Thing! What else could I report?
3D print off cut planter – Morvern Odling 2016
Work progresses on the mobile kitchen, but in the mean time we cook, we share, we eat and we ask…. where in the world have these foods travelled?
streetlamp lit snow
Oh, Winter. We aren’t a hibernating species, but I can’t think why.
Nevertheless a recent trip to a wonderland of snow (Norway) and now a place I see as wholly a summer country (Spain) makes it an interesting time.
I recently finished work on this lovely project, and wrote up my role
Photograph by Lindsay Perth – http://lippi.org/
The delicate, brutal balance of making a living as an artist takes my every day.
Today is the website edition.
There’s so many of us, filling up the corners of our world and pushing against the boundaries of what we can understand as human nature. How do we define humanity now, in a world where the more we create the further from each other we grow?
How can I show you how I see the world? Who am I to you?