Monthly Archives: February 2013
There’s so much I don’t know, that I don’t even know I don’t know (if you know what I mean). So I read something, get caught on an imagined scenario, and the next thing I know
I like to say ‘yes’, am more likely to say it than no. Would you run workshops with: young people ‘yes’, older people ‘yes’, children ‘yes’, marsupials…?
Slowly elements fall into place; the focus is fishing, an end event will take place in Sandy’s building – which was an old fish processing plant, the material: beach-combed ropes and nets.
The days have fallen into a happy rhythm of walking beaches, collecting rope. Then back in the studio devising methods of sorting my haul, categorising by colour, size and liveliness
My studio space in the museum is beginning to smell rather fishy. I have begun collecting materials to play with; each with a connection to the fishing industry,
An issue with using the radar station as a venue for an end event/artwork would have been that its pertinence to the history of the area is fleeting. How good is it that museum volunteers have been out sleuthing on … Continue reading
The radar station was beginning to represent the ideal location for an artwork. It’s an interesting building with a history, a potential new home
Walking up a path that is a stream (above the old radar station), or perhaps a stream that has become a