The development of centre 3
Portsmouth 21st 2013
now
despite
heat and worry
geologist + artist 247
taking on the role
‘method artist’
reviving the past
‘autobiographical’
sitting on the sofa
reciting
‘stones are my friends’
‘stones are my friends’
so
today
I have been
looking through:
Geological history of Britain and Ireland: 2nd Edition
Map – Eastern Mull: Scotland sheet 44W&part 44E
a truly beautiful map
And editing site 27 map tester – drawing and cutting out layers with false grid – no adding is allowed
Stipperstones
Don’t leave me here
Don’t leave me here
on the beach
on this beach, bitch
caught by topetide and low escape
shark turned worms fill my head
attracted by the noise
released from quartz quicksand
flooding, as my toes sink deeper
moving, side to side
a manic dance of panic
crying
“who put the flowers by the dead fox”
eyes search the grey cliffs
for hopestairs cut within the slate
with swift movement
I cast aside my burdens
crustacean reallocation
Lost prawns into barren pools
as we wade a waterfall
climbing slipperstones obsessed with weed
hand over hand
hating the tarnished mirrors reflection
two steps behind
still out of sight
despite eyes in the back of my head
a generational assent
leading me to lay on
second chance grass
fingers obscuring turned worms
waiting warm, to fill my bed
Occasionally I will add a renewed older geology themed poem – Here a Geopoem written 2001about a visit to the Worms Head in South Wales
‘I may wait for fractures to open’
Portsmouth 20th July
Today will work out what I am to read – well I may well do my best too – if I repeat and repeat I can eventually learn what I am looking at but thank god for the ‘diagram’
That is what I hang any learning upon as a dyslexic – words are important but if I can ‘see it’ its clearer – its probably why after a long love affair with the diagram since a child thats what I did as an illustrator of books.
I relish illustration
I relish their contained story and the ease of telling
I have a pile of geology books sat next me – with illustration – liftable – awaiting opening – read between the layers just to get me in the mood for the next 5 months – mapping – palaeontology – sedimentology – stratigraphy etc
But after all is done I have to create through recognizable ‘geological principal and rule’ my own 3 year ‘Autobiostratigraphy’
Before I illustrated I was a geologist – well I still am – I can never go anywhere without questioning – but is that not also the role of an artist? to question – to illustrate inner feeling?
Art + Geology = joy (possibly)
a list of often asked questions – never out-loud
1. What’s under here if i dig?
2. What’s the rock in the cliff over there?
3. How old are they?
4. I wonder what was here millions of years ago?
5. I wonder if there are fossils here?
6. How did this landscape form?
7. Are we just transitory?
—————-hiatus——————
then
despite the heat
a choice before sorting
I may rest later
I may rest now
I may read
I may rest
I may
I may
I
I
wait for
Fractures
to open
and see
what is
released
The complexity of reading sympathy cards out loud
Portsmouth July 19th
wake to early for sense to be in abundance
lay in bed an listen one leg balanced the other outside of cover
uncovered
listening
Nothing
But seagulls
And train
Brake spears
2
pierce a
First light
Silenced panic
&
remind
Me
Despite
bitter tear
Twisting
Disappointment
I am
still
Here
walking the section I discover a fold by measuring:
123 meters: snooze
27 meters: bathe
17 meters: walk
215 meters: amend logging form under cover of another loaned fan
23 meters: walk
56 meters: bathe
12 meters: snooze (condensed sequence)
‘testing time with lines, boxes and books’
Portsmouth 18th July
I have to do this
I have to leave the house – walk – and do this
Things to do first – ticked of like bingo numbers called in anticipation of completion
4
35
7
14
2
9
done
walk
stop
shop
buy bottle of ‘sparkling’ personality water just in case I need brain to work 14% faster
pull to logging books at random
wrong
book 2 contains:
PTSD trauma day
my Mothers death and subsequent 14 days till letting go
book 4 contains:
The additional PTSD trauma
head to studio unknowing pain in hand
Eat lunch – fetch fan from Studio 21 – sit with Adrian* and test the logging date form on 4 random pages
pages I have never looked at before
pages I have to face camouflaged with learning and ardor
January 9th, 10th, 11th 2012
we
mark in biro lines
of times
trains
leaving
bathing crying
watching
comfort
we cover
a spare sheet with amendments
as we uncover improvement
walking home neurons fire – geological mode returning
cold bath
cold tea
bed
then laying there – fog parts and brain works 14% faster but I am unable to switch off so I prowl house until 2:22 am long after the once accompanying cat has thrown the towel in.
* http://adrianmundy.wordpress.com/
