Today I’ve been recreating a sentence I painfully removed before heading out to Nebraska. My mother’s name linked to my father’s name, held together by 1975. Their wedding day photo has been used in this blog and also occupies a space on the information boards. Removing her from my artwork, removing my mother, made my heart ache and I still haven’t forgiven myself.
So, why did I do it? I did it because life is messy. Untidy. Ended marriage and new parents added to the scenario. As the work was to be displayed at my dad and step mom’s house (I never refer to her as step mom, she is every bit as much my mother as Kathy), I didn’t want the work to offend. A former wife’s name flapping around in the current wife’s yard didn’t seem very nice. Out of respect, I took out the sentence, but by doing so I feel that I have disrespected my mother.
So, there you go. One of those decisions to be made where either answer is the wrong answer.
Now that Katherine is back in place, my mind is at peace with this sheet, this part of the story.
I hear that the setting up of the exhibition space at the Bioscience Centre is going swimmingly. Walls have been built, signs made. This is going to be something.
Monthly Archives: September 2011
Can you believe that the final (ehem…so far….there are plans) installation of The Connecting Thread – a personal psychogeography is happening so soon?! After two years of planning and creating, it is time to string it up in the last venue, the last leg of the international tour.
5 – 7pm
Reception in the foyer of the Bioscience Centre (easily located off of Times Square)
There will be wine and me smiling insanely as I will be very pleased to see you there. It would be lovely if you could come along and celebrate this adventure with me.
Exhibition opening times:
Oct 3 – Dec 2
Monday – Thursday
8am – 6pm
8am – 5pm
I will be conducting collaborative Gocco workshops and a walk through of the exhibition on October 27th and 28th. Those specific times will be listed here closer to the days.
What is The Connecting Thread?
The Connecting Thread uses hand-printed textile images, bedsheets and pillowcases to create a living, tactile timeline. The exhibition is about realizing how decisions made hundreds of years ago affect who we are and where we are today. It’s about discovering another layer to our identity, appreciating the paths travelled by the people preceding us and giving life to the names on a family tree.
Spinning plates on sticks. Who was the person that thought of this as a form of entertainment? How does that thought even begin? I wonder what would happen if…? First there was the one plate, gyrating on the tip top of the pole. I just love the thought that thinks the one isn’t enough.
This month has been a month of trying to keep several plates balanced and spinning, desperately trying to make them whirl whirl whirl and me running like a crazy person between them all.
I nearly let the Connecting Thread plate slip. It was just whirling away quite nicely and I took my eyes off of it for too long. There is one last leg of the trip and I am leaving it to rather late in the day to promote it. So, promote I shall with Twitterings, Facebooks and Blogtasticness galore. There are invites to send and press releases to release. This is the finale – the final show for this year and it would be such a shame if I let it all end with a small whisper. Or a sound as insignificant as papers shuffling. Or an exhale.
I am also working on creating more artworks for shops, contacting shops and hoping to have a presence in all the major areas of Edinburgh. The Edinburgh Skylines are selling very nicely in the Grassmarket (Hannah Zakari) and on Broughton Street (Curiouser and Curiouser). I am now targeting New Town and Stockbridge. Spin. Spin. Spin.
Then of course there is navigating the foreign landscape of being a unit of 1 instead of a unit of 2. The plate is wobbling all over the place and to be honest, I have dropped that sucker, taped it together, dropped it again, glued the pieces into one, gave it another whirl and now seem to be fumbling along in a very tired, exhausted and haggard kind of way.
Last week I had a delightful few hours in Newcastle. Friends were met and a couple bumped into by chance. It’s always good to see Rachael as she seems to light up the world with her smile. Adrienne is always lovely and Ian, well, he does come up with some rather amazing comments: My favourite was something about 30 years of fleas to organise whilst in a former job.
I had a little chat with the man that hangs stuff in the Bioscience Centre. I have been told that he has handled Picasso before. Oh dear. One feels like an absolute imposter when presented with that information. I almost felt apologetic. The conversation about the logistics of hanging the artwork lasted no more than 20 minutes and at the end of it a plan was sketched onto paper. The solution was so simple; I wondered how I was even worried about how to exhibit the work in the space.
That evening, I had the honour to meet the artist whose work is currently on display in the area where my work is to be displayed next month. Delicate. Beautiful. I wanted to touch the fragile edges but of course that’s not allowed. Marianne Wilde’s exhibition is called ‘Presents as…’ which is the result of a three year collaboration with neuromuscular research group at Newcastle University’s Institute of Genetic Medicine, The TREAT-NMD Newwork and Northumbria University. Here’s the blurb from the pamphlet:
“This exhibition incorporates a body of work that ranges from the exploration of words as physical entities to the aesthetic that can be found in diagnostic laboratory techniques. The work emulates some of the materials used in the laboratory such as gels and combines these with early photographic techniques like the cyanotype photographic process, the original Blueprint. The work seeks to explore how we both ‘see’ and ‘say’ disease as in ‘Presents as…’ the central piece of the exhibition, which combines historic medical portraits from the 1850’s with the contemporary images of laboratory diagnostic results to create a new kind of portraiture.”
International Centre for Life
Newcastle upon Tyne
9th – 30th September
Monday – Thursday 8am – 6pm
Friday 8am – 5pm
It is well worth a visit as there are many pieces to contemplate, look at the small details and be very impressed with the beautiful craftsmanship. Something else to note, the circular portraits are actually in the process of decaying very slowly. I like this element, the element of change by aging.
I am starting to get used this Edinburgh to Newcastle train route. After so many minutes into the journey I can expect to see the land drop down to reveal the sea. We will cross over small roads, see the colourful houses of Alnmouth and continue on. I like watching the familiar sights of Newcastle slide into view.
Today’s journey is brought to you by the need to discuss the logistics of hanging the artwork in the Bioscience Centre. The space is a bit tricky but interesting. This evening I will be attending the reception of this month’s featured artist. I cannot wait to meet her and see the work.