Archive for March, 2010

The Envelopes.

Hi everyone, sorry I haven’t been posting much, I’ve kind of run-a-riot with my youtube channel and have had TONS of books to read for english (some of which I might review on here, they really are very good!). I’ve been asked a lot what one of the videos I have posted up there means.

I originally posted it as an insurance thing quickly, because I had to present it in my art class and I’m not OVERLY confident in my PC file transferring to the dirty Macs they have at the Art School. Anyway, I kind of left it up there after the class, and now, I guess I owe you an explanation!

BASICALLY, as a first year I have to do a tour of all the departments, each for 6 weeks or so, its compulsary. This term I’ve been taking a class called ISP (Interdisciplinary Studio Practice), a class where we are taught and encouraged to make our own modern art, or art without rules. (Huge debates are conducted in the common room about the integrity behind it all, but that is another story. I’m on the fence.). So yeah, I was looking at an artist most of you who took art with me last year know I have my reserves about; Duchamp. But, he comes as a handy means to an end ;) I’ve based my work on a piece he did (pictured above) who concealed a mysterious object in a ball of string and nailed it shut forever. There’s a good article on it here;


I based it also on a really cool artist who has written hundreds of letters to people she knows, and has colour coded them for all the world to see.


My little mini piece involved me writing 19 letters, one for every year I have been alive, to 19 people in my life; some are really close to me, some I knew only for a short while at school or something, some are famous, some are dead. The concept is that beauty lies in the things that are unsaid, and grace lies in the things unseen. The design of an envelope means that the letters will never be read without evidence of them being so. Ask what is in them defeats the art. Its abit airy fairy and far out for me, but I really enjoyed making the video. Here it is;

p.s. If your on youtube yourself or just have a youtube account, I’d love to have you as a friend!;)


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Disclaimer; none of the following photographs were taken by me

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Sock Politics

So, whilst sorting my washing the other day, I decided NOT to sort my washing – but write a poem about it instead. Its supposed to be in stanzas of four, but wordpress Isn’t having it. If anyone knows how to programme in an ‘enter’, let me know:)

My socks just won’t stay together

They fight and push all day,

No matter how I match them up

They always run away.

Despite that they are partners

And even look the same,

They won’t admit their heritage

In love, or worth, or name.

They say that they won’t speak now

They’ve got ‘nothing new to say’,

Every time I hug them round my feet

They pull me different ways.

Washing is a nightmare

One always manages escape.

I’m even taking drastic measures

Binding them with tape.

So maybe you can’t force attatchment,

Maybe people grow apart,

Maybe pattern’s change, and looks and names

Are different from the start.

But once, my Left got holey,

Threadbare at the toe –

I couldn’t have a drafty patch,

Time for Leftie to go…

Then something nuzzled from the draw,

And whipped up into sight,

Slipping over the hole, it seemed as though

All Left needed was a hug from Right.

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