There is a massive chasm between making meaningful art and having access to an audience !!!!!
At the weekend I decided to go out and find locations to video “portrait of the unknown self ” , having done so I waited until dark and then went to my first location , set up the gas stove on a wall above a canal full of menace and atmosphere , placed the faceless doll on to the stove attempted to light up and then total disaster ! it tilted and in slow motion fell downwards , fortunately most of the doll fell onto a ledge above the dank water with only one arm getting severed and going plop into the water.
After the panic died down and I tried to work out how to get on to the ledge , reach down and pick up the doll without falling in myself , not possible . I then surveyed the visually striking scene , a railway over a canal , a line of barges some with quaint wood smoke wafting about , all dwarfed by the massive gas storage tanks , all in an arty - farty quarter of the East End. I went and found a scrap of rope leaned over the wall and attempted to lasso the figure without success, I eventually decided that I better give up as I needed a second person to ensure I wouldn’t fall in if I got over the wall and that I better not stay any longer so that I don’t attract any attention to myself from people who my want to get the figure themselves.The thoughts that ran through my head included , ” oh no , its not going to be possible to rescue it ” , ” I better push it in the water , its more important that no one gets hold of the sculpture than the expense of recasting the sculpture ” , eventually coming to my senses I decided that “the danger and inconvenience is worth it , so that I have my whole artwork fully formed and working again”
I duly attempted to cover up the artwork with a branch and had to hope it wouldn’t get noticed over the next few days . Unlike most other adults I was really pleased when it started snowing and then raining to cover up and then deter others from locating my artwork .
Iv been out this evening with a large rope fastened it to anything that I could above the canal , created rope hand holes and fortunate for me when a man from a barge passed by enrolled him into my small venture , I got over the wall , lowered myself down and handed up the figure to my new temporary assistant.
What now after this misadventure ? I will need to get another arm cast , then get a blacksmith to attach the new arm to the figure . And as much as I like being independent will need to en-role someone to help me with future videoing . This little figure has a precarious existence , as we all do !
The only problem of working on a painting at home is , when do you stop . Eeek - Its 2.00 am and I am still painting !!!!!!!
Time will tell , for the last week on and off I have been putting in considerable time to preparing and making my latest art work , “Dolls House” at a temp art space in Brixton in South London. Yesturday I was working on it for 12 hours solid and the show has already opened.
As pleasant as it is realising a project and getting positive feed back from viewers , as yet buyers and commercial galleries are not in the frame and I have very large bills to pay !!!!!!
I went out videoing my small cast iron figure today , making the most of the rare good weather ; filming in a variety of locations in and around Brick Lane and then later on Fish Island in Bow.
In order to obtain effective footage I needed to lay in the road and on various bits of pavement , which was fine apart from beside the restaurants in Brick Lane with their leaking bin juice and avoiding the streams of urine provided by the local alcoholics.
Having said all that , even though I did receive a number of compliments it is a particularly British or London characteristic to take everything in their / our stride , virtually every elderly Bangladeshi or arty type , looked but did not react in any way.