So after my last post 07/10, I had a really busy week and came down with the regular autumn cold. I still haven’t processed all of my busy-ness, sent emails or caught up with myself.
So here’s my assistant also having an off day
So hopefully by next week some sort of normal service will resume and maybe some sort of thoughts will be committed to ‘paper’. For your delectation.
But perhaps not as I am cat sitting which means no more that four hours sleep at a one time.
This is something that I have been meaning to write about for a while,as you can see although this post falls between two dated Oct 8 2014 and Oct 22 2014 it was actually written in the summer of 2017 and was started in July 2015.
The Silent* Library is the name I gave to a set of Artists Book, visual journals or what ever. Two of the books belonged to my brother one of which helped him get into Art School and the other is over full of zombies and killers robots the kind of things you might expect from male teenage angst.
Some of my books are filled with a more robust repressed despair, although further I get from the source of my grief the more investigative and less terribly personal they become. Although its good to note that none of the images in the gallery below were made after the date this post was posted. I finally feel able to write about these books because some of the images in them are appearing in my general work and I want to be able to give them a context.
Recently I had a look at ‘A Map of Hyper Space’ whicht has rather fallen behind with all the other grand projects I have in hand. The design process is all set up now, with a good supply of colours and a big pile of geometric patterns. Theoretically I could draw out the whole Map on graph paper and then read off the chart as all the patterns used on the map at counted. But that would be the heat death of the universe in terms of creativity.
I’ve had these melty beads a lot longer than the loom bands, but it’s only resently I got the iron out. Read the rest of this entry »