This blog documents the development of a project by Lisa Wigham, which has been commissioned by In Certain Places. Lisa is one of five artists selected to create new artworks in response to the city of Preston, which will be presented as part of the Guild celebrations in September 2012-an historic event that takes place once every twenty years. For more information, visit www.incertainplaces.org


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Location seeking

Historical contexts

800 of the PRESTON ‘GILD’

collaboration with EXISTING information

Librarys Museums and streets

Souvenir programmes and catalogues, monuments and signage in the city

Editing and reducing texts

Planning a site specific installation

Collaboration with historic Preston based sign makers

Design and proposal of a temporary public art work

A description of a place


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If Lost Please Return

Winter turns to spring

Express meetings

Radio towers

Chimneys in a field, the train does not stop until Coventry

Lou Reed songs in your sleep

Seathwaite stepping stones

Barrow in Furness, Keswick, Coniston

The temporary company of the river

Saturday night on the way home, S was gurning outside the Winter Gardens

Ralf throws a javelin on London Fields

Someone spits ice

A Vote Conservative placard in a field

Everything tastes of Cuppasoup

She took my heart, she took my keys

nickedtravelcards.co.uk

Walking home, smelling flowers

Anthony Hopkins as Picasso

Art exists in a social or cultural matrix

Richard Long, Hamish Fulton

Walking and recording

The natural and the inevitable

My recorded experience of being there

In the English landscape

May 2003


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JANUARY TO JUNE

Ten miles there and ten miles back

Revising journals from travels around the UK and over seas from the past 20 years, since that last Preston Guild.

Observations conversations reflections and projections.

All roads lead to Preston Station.


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In Certain Places January 2012

Field Research leading to Collating and Editing

Today there is rain, gales and weather warnings in the north west of England; the sky is dark before I even wake up.

In this project I will seek to reflect upon my relationship with northern English landscape, this will explore autobiographical relationships with the city of Preston and the significance of its sites and role in my stories.

Moor Lane flats never looked like this before, it’s the middle of the night in May, we gather on the previously unnoticed lawn, the sky like a net for our collective laughter

Stories have been collected, like ephemera whilst in transit around the city- on foot or in the fast motion of vehicles on the ‘A’ roads, motorways and rail-roads leading back and forth to the city from the early 1990’s to present day.

My practice uses drawing, printmaking and the written word in pursuit of the description of landscapes: their defining features/ people /actions and essence. This essence is gleaned through reduction and distillation of information, after a period of collating and editing the many note books and journals carried with me while in transit.

All roads lead to Preston Station


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