Tuesday, 16 February 2010 Magic Cathy Lomax has asked me to make some work for the next edition of ‘Arty’ the title is to be ‘magic’ so I spent some time yesterday reprising my “Pepper’s Ghost” illusion for the stills […]
Wednesday, 17 February 2010 Confusion I am impatient to get to Whitstable. It seems that I will not be able to truly move on until I have finally encountered Mr Bown in the act of calling. My companion has reminded […]
Lord of Misrule II In his autobiography Christopher Lee described bursting into Peter Cushing’s dressing room shouting “I have no lines!” Cushing replied “you are lucky, I’ve read the script”. Later he mentions staying with Mr and Mrs Cushing in […]
Thursday, 18 February 2010 I have received a letter from my landlord informing me that upon quitting my lodgings I must render them to their original state. After a brief survey I have come up with a list of things […]
Saturday, 20 February 2010 I write while watching a ridiculously over simplified facile and self contradictory documentary about homo interneticus. It has told me I am becoming more like a fox than a hedgehog. It is making me realise why […]
Sunday, 21 February 2010The Incredible Shrinking Man Obediphobia clutches at my neck. I am worried about copyright, a subject upon which I am conveniently vague. Just a few days ago I cracked and gave up my plans to make a […]
I had an imovie tutorial at work yesterday (luckily I work in a cinema which has equipment there for us to use!) which has lessened the stress slightly…now I just need to get another camera from the stores at uni […]
These posts were written during my trip to Northern Ireland so are published in retrospect. Day 1 in Northern Ireland. Up bright and early I boarded the plane at Southampton airport to find that Belfast airport was shut due to […]
Day 2 of my Trip to Northern Ireland I’d forgotten how fond I am of Belfast. Due to visiting relatives etc, I realized I have probably never walked around Belfast city alone since I left 25 years ago.I can’t put […]
Time is slipping away So I am now back at the studios and have had a clear out in the space to focus on the objects and the final performance for the end of my residency. I am torn between […]
I recently wrote the following for a women’s e-zine, check it out: The Culture of Shame/It’s time to stop making excuses for being human As an artist and a keen observer of human behaviour, I have something I would like […]
The Culture of Shame/It’s time to stop making excuses for being human, Part 2: I recently bought a Trinny and Susannah book to see if they actually do help people find clothes that work for them. The idea is really […]
Primavera al Mare So – today is spring at sea – which comes a whole month before spring on land. We had a lovely sunny day today, so it was almost feeling spring like – and as I got another […]
My mother is great! Not only has she given up her life in London to spend a few months in Italy looking after my adorable but rather strong willed 2 year old, she is also being massively supportive and doing […]
Little Johny’s Spud Head. I had forgotton all about little Johny’s Spud Head untill it came up the other day. This is a little storey from the mid 90’s explaning exactly what Johny’s Spud Head represents. It happened to my […]
Ok, so much has happened that I do not know where to start! It is easier to start from the beginning, that way I hopefully won’t miss anything out! Firstly I have had a meeting with the Chief Executive of […]
Bin diving I meet with Bevan Honey (he could only be Australian), an established artist who has shown extensively in Australia. He is also the residency co-ordiantor at the Arts Centre and shows me around. Bevan drives a Chrysler Valiant […]
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my plan this morning was to get up early and collect more sequence images. didn’t expect what i saw when looking out the window…
I am delving into my personal space, exploring memory and the past, transforming them into my work; the nature of interpretation, subjective versus objective truth. I am re-imagining something, possibly transforming it somewhat, but it remains strongly connected to its […]
We do not need to be educational in any way… I feel more convinced as time passes that we are right in our thinking that the ‘artifacts’ themselves are treated as the patients and that we might resist giving too […]
Growing up in Newcastle, most journeys began with the Tyne and conversely, the river represented coming home. For 12 years in Manchester, a city of railways and canals, the culverted and brick-bound Medlock, has been the only river I’ve seen. […]
Whitechapel Gallery, London
21 January – 11 April 2010
