a bird in the hand...

lighting

something i didn't find in a fair and more stories

but i want to be there

sometimes something beautiful makes the days go more smoothly. like a bit of beirut in the morning. this mans voice makes my heart flutter, and makes me tingle in my pants. aweeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

more stories:

yesterday me and emma saw the neighbours cat carry the FATTEST pigeon in its mouth. we then commenced to watch the moggy eat its catch across the street. i was pretty fascinated; the manner in which it was going at its meal you'd think he was tucking into a 3 course meal... such decorum! this afternoon me and lewis went to investigate further, and to see if there were any remains for him to use for his artwork. we found a headless pigeon corpse with a broken wing. delicious. the street i live on is pretty quiet but unfortunately at the moment of retrieval there were a number of witnesses, including two men who walked into the house we were stood in front of. so they're either gonna think we're some dead-bird loving freaks (which i guess we are) or roadkill-eating doleys (which we aren't. or i'm not anyway).

something i found in a fair

sometimes coming second place feels like coming first

anniversary

i found this photo which i took when i was at college in wales about 4 years ago. that's maddy's legs on the left. this is the tester copy, and its the only one i have because my tutors wanted me to take the "proper" one around for interviews and i lost it en transit and i can't find the film. i always preferred this one anyway. glad i've still got it.

in other news...

my i-tunes is being a little bastard and won't play anything out loud, won't acknowledge my ipod. to sooth my angry thoughts i've been youtubing classic jools holland. came across this beirut performance. i remember watching it over 2 years ago now, and being absolutely speechless; it was the first time i'd ever heard them and i fell in love with zach condon's voice, and i haven't looked back since.

it's been a good two years

cut me up and start again

screenprints, cut up and re-arranged

pigeons are special

victoria crown pigeon

and to finish off the day...

one for the lads.

final countdown

its coming up to assessment time and i havnt really done half as much as i did last year... and this year's work counts more.

shitbollocksbollocks.

top photo is a wee snapshot of my studio wall (i use the term "my" loosely as its not meant to be "mine" but communal, its just that my stuff occupies it for the current present). candy-coloured paper cages vs. dead bird drawings; make of that what you will.

second photo is a close-up of one of the newer cages. printed on the paper before i cut it was the drawing of the Mourning Finch (which is posted earlier on the blog)... you can just see his little sticky-uppy feet. poor thing.

i guess at the minute i'm trying to juxtapose death and corpses with freedom and life, all-the-while packaging it in pretty, candy-floss like colours as a way of drawing in the viewer into a false sense of security...? yeah?? sounds good??

and thats about as deep as i'm going to get today

twist

i photocopied an old seagull picture i'd done ages ago, and cut each one out (immaculately may i add), and then sewed them together. i wanted to make a 3D-mobile type object, but it wasn't going to plan, so i just twisted them to make a circle... or maybe it's more like a fan? i might make a large-scale one, because this is roughly the size of my tiny childlike hands. problem is... i'm not sure it'll have the same presence, because the delicacy of it really works with the detail of the drawing itself. either way it looks pretty so its going up here.

blowup babe

BLOWUP - its a film starring david hemmings as a mod photographer, who thinks he's captured someone being murdered in his photographs. its meant to be dead good and i really want to watch it. and when i do get round to it, i'm gonna make katie watch it with me and she's gonna frikkin like it, and love mr hemmings just as much as i do.