Monday, 17 March 2014

Printmaking - Week 7

I had been absorbed in writing up notes and happened to glance to where Audit Chaos had prepared a pile of paper strips for her printing, they were piled next to me in the sun. I instantly lost interest in my writing . . .


Love the shadow created by the bubblewrap.

Here is a short video of the shadows I first noticed, coming and going as the clouds affected the strength of the sun.

If you're as taken with these as I was her is a longer video.

This is beautiful and so peaceful, so much can be seen, felt, heard and sensed when you take the time to see the beauty in the everyday, so much more precious and beautiful than money bought 'things'.

Thursday, 13 March 2014

Town Hall, Recreate for Drawing - Week 6

After making the video response to Firstsite and really enjoying it, I decided to video my journey into and up the stairs at the Town Hall. Have you noticed the path traversed?

The Invisible Journey.

Wednesday, 12 March 2014

Historical Precedent visit to Kettle's Yard and Fitzwilliam Museum Cambridge - Week 6

Second week travelling by train, such a treat, wish I could do it more.

We had a talk about the museum and its history and were then given a tour, but this was very short, due to them opening to the public and we had to come out, although were able to then go back in if we wished, which his completely spoilt the visit. There were several members of staff/volunteers on hand to give the tour and talk to us about the site, but they hovered right behind us as if we were untrustworthy and it was rushed.

Some of what we saw:





Felt completely fed-up when we came out, hadn't been able to engage with the site at all.



We had a look at the chapel next door, which was tiny, but beautiful.



Shadow's coming and going behind the chairs, affected by visitors stepping through the light coming from the doorway, as seen in this video.

A few of us then visited the Fitzwilliam Museum, to see the 'A world of private mystery: John Craxton, RA (1922-2009)' exhibition.

The best part of the day, apart from the train journey was finding this book:



And John Cage's 'Lecture on Nothing':


I could talk about how these words moved me etc etc etc, but instead I shall just say . . .

'I have nothing to say and I'm saying it'