My question to you is
At what point do you tell your parents that you've made a video of yourself sewing your fingers together for the 'sake of your art' and that you plan on gluing your eyes with eyelash glue you got cheap from ebay. haha
humm… I guess the bigger question is
Do we subconsciously change our work at degree show time knowing that we have our parents as audience?
Either way, it's a tiny bit funny what we all get up to in the studios when left to our own devices.
HAHA.. How silly. I've only just realised that I didn't publish my blog even though I had published the post. woops.. anyway you should be able to read them now…
Quick update.
Its 3.16am and I was working in the cinema till 10pm boo… but there was some classic stupid customers asking silly questions like… "What's the difference between sweet and salted popcorn?" Yeah. I kid you not.
So now I am of course not asleep and doing research.. haha I lie. I'm surfing the internet aimlessly.
I have to be in the studio at some crazy time tomorrow morning to hand back a projector. I usually select the option to hand it back later in the day but I clearly wasn't thinking at the time. I used it well though and feel like I'm getting somewhere in the studio. Bet you feel warm and fuzzy inside knowing that don't you! haha
So I'm back on track now. Haha he says so simply. It’s really funny what I'm working on now. I'm projecting fires onto windows and sewing my hand together.
Yeah I know what your thinking… “He’s what… And that’s him on track?” Yeah its all good just now. I may even make the glued thread and eye video. Aww lets take a moment for eBay and their cheap eyelash glue… it’ll be amazing I'm sure.
Yeah so I learnt something the other week. Had a rubbish crit with Tanya moments before an exhibition opening in which I changed the work completely. I then found five people to metaphorically crumple into and of course the free bar. Well just so you don’t have any grand visions of this exhibition it was a well-loved (crap) studio table with cheap beer and wine with some scattered crumbs from the food that wasn’t there more than five minutes.
Anyway… I missed the official crit of my work (geez I know what your thinking 4th year misses official crit gotta be headline news!) and had to go back, head lowered, to Tanya and explain all.
Just to put you in the picture I had to move flat just before the show. Which I might add I left way to late, but now know that if needed, I could move in 3days without having a flat to view before hand. It’s my most impressive last minute thing to date.
Knock! Knock! I’m back at Tanya’s door… well I walked up to it at least 3times prior to actually knocking. So she opens it and there are 3 other people there. Suited men not the art school type. “Hey any chance I could talk to you at some point.” I’m thanking the heavens at this point as she says “yeah sure but not now.” That’s not even what she said but it was all that I took from it. I was slightly bricking it (but you didn’t hear that from me right!) So some time passes and I eventually get to talk to Tanya. We go to her office. The door shuts. Shit.
‘Its not that bad’ I'm repeating this in my mind over and over. Haha. It’s actually making me laugh slightly. It was really bizarre. So we talked and talked in all I think it was an hour and forty minutes. We talked about my recent split from a long-term partner of 4 years (yeah roll on hardcore break up during dissertation woo!) and the moving of flats. My health… (I’ll elaborate later…) we also talked about how I would end up in a coffin if I didn’t change the way I approach things… yeah god knows how we talked about that haha. Oh and she gave me a tangerine. Who could ask for a better tutor! Oh yeah shit I didn’t even mention that we also talked about my work loads. Well seeing where my thought process was at that time.
I actually got so much from that conversation its totally helped focus things believe it or not. I recommend freaking out at a crit it’s a good thing. Really…er… moves the work forward in a round about way.
So, its 4:20am in the morning and of course I can’t sleep. It’s not uncommon for me to be awake until 6am or 7am. Don't get me wrong; I get lots done during these momentary lapses of sleep and I do enjoy it in a somewhat guilty way. But I do also have the huge bags under my eyes and function like a zombie the next day; well either that or I sleep.
Yeah so I decided I would keep track of the goings on inside the world of Gary Bolam during the next few months. Well its actually better put in weeks. Or seconds. That seems to mess with more people’s panic levels. It’s kinda funny I don’t feel it yet.
Note yet.
Guess I should write about my work. After all this is all about self-publicity right? I’m sure I will in time but I don’t even know what I'm doing so it might not be that exciting. Haha I might not even make work that’s worth talking about.
Anyway I guess if I was to describe my work its like a little surprise. A cake with a fly on it perhaps or maybe a fly with a cake on it is actually better at describing it. It has some humor but a serious underside that could be read deeper. I (sometimes badly…) use repetition and quick assemblage. That’s mostly because I have 5 minutes before the deadline to make something. Haha. I'm sure everyone who has seen me work agrees.
www.garybolam.co.uk
And here I am. And here I am. And here I am. So, Does China Exist? That was my Dissertation question. I like squares, the colour red and I think aesthetics are good. "Maybe I should get some sleep now..." www.garybolam.co.uk
