I’ve spent 8 hours walking the streets and thinking. I’m trying to bring everything together and think about how to present what I have been doing since October.
The walking was for work but it gave me some time in the sun on my own to run through a few ideas. I’ve been collecting glass jars, not as a hobby but the routine recycling that most households have now adopted. I’ve found them useful for storage and last night they came to mind when I thought about how to present the paper bolus.
The chewed paper currently being broken down with enzymes from my saliva are living growths. The plan was to use the paper to print photographs onto but now that they have been transformed I feel I should store them in an appropriate way. The glass jars are sterile but are obviously domestic recycled objects.
I was reading ‘Lucky Kunst’ by Gregor Muir last year and there was a story of how Sarah Lucas made a birthday present for Muir’s girlfriend from beer bottles and cut out red letters. Somehow although I’ve never seen this work and a quick google search has proved fruitless, it’s in my head when I think about the glass jars and chewed paper.
Tomorrow I plan to be at Uni all day, reading , writing, making photographs and getting stuff done and answering the question ‘what is the meaning of material in my work?’
