Finally, a bit of time again. After another hectic week lecturing, I am finally finished with that side of things until september. The next 3 months will be crucial in getting my head down with completing the rest of my proposed escalator project. Although on track (I hadn’t realised until I read back through my proposal and thought, yes, i’m doing it) theres alot of the pysical stuff left to pursue. This although gives me most pleasure is also tough and really hits home the transition from collaborative practice to solo and the gaps between collaborative performance and solo visual art bits and bobs.
So I will be residing back in Sandon (the village) daily after the next week in Gower, and plan to get more of a grip on these feelings surrounding ‘home’ memory, family, upbringing, rural life and key spaces such as the village hall and the phonebox, all of which sit deep in my own childhood, and the period of which I grew from the age of 8 to 18.
Yesterday I visit my parents and asked for a few key photos I remembered being taken in the village hall. These are of joint birthday party’s at the hall with my brother. What I really find interesting in these images is what my parents are doing to entertain and create games among the 30 or so 7-9 year olds and there enthusiasm and ability to collaborate to provide such unique and entertaining environments. i find their presence very performative and physical and hope to re-enact some of these images in the hall over the next month. Im not sure where they will lead or how interesting they are to others but I am not going down that road yet- it feeds negativity and its hard enough to dip into this past as it is!
