Around the world in eighty arty farty cafes

Inspired by my musings about whether cafes can provide inspiration, I decided to list some of the most arty farty cafes around the world, some of which have been nominated for by friends, others being just famous for being arty farty.

Oxford

The Jericho Cafe – this is my personal favourite arty-farty cafe in the UK. The food is great, the atmosphere is arty, and you will find all sorts dining in here. I was there on Monday this week enjoying a mint tea and eavesdropping on a conversation between an editor and author about the funny ways of the world of book publishing.

Yummy food and arty atmosphere

Yummy food and arty atmosphere

George and Davis – a well-known ice-cream parlor situated on Great Clarendon Street, Oxford.

Why does this cafe get the vote? Ice-cream of course!

Why does this cafe get the vote? Ice-cream of course!

Preston

Korova Arts Cafe bar – in the words of a friend ‘Korova is open 8am until midnight Tuesday to Saturday (with a booze licence) and the cafe supports the costs of the not-for-profit arts side. They have a studio theatre and a smaller workshop room, as well as the cafe, and they have exhibitions, gigs, plays, performance art, comedy, music and basically anything else that is creative. They take their coffee really seriously too, which is good, and have food. They even have crayons etc so kids can make their own artwork, and a space on the wall to display it. Tis very cool.’

The arty of Preston go here

The arty of Preston go here

Beautiful Planet – as my friend says ‘It’s much more hippy [than Korova], with walls covered in protest posters, no meat in the building (and very few animal products – just milk for people who don’t like soya) they have gigs etc though.’

It's very green...

It’s very green…

 Newcastle

The Settle Down Cafe – The Settle Down Cafe is a small independent cafe on Thornton St, Newcastle. They describe themselves as ‘a very nice cafe’, and they hold exhibitions, workshops, great coffee and great food.

This cafe promotes local artists of all kinds

This cafe promotes local artists of all kinds

 

 Edinburgh

The Elephant House – the most arty farty cafe in Edinburgh where J. K. Rowling it is believed was inspired to write a story about a boy wizard. Other writers are known to have sipped their coffee there too, including Alexander McCall-Smith and Ian Rankin. Perhaps due to its fame it is now a bit of a tourist trap and less of a haven for creativity inspiration.

And he will be named Harry, Harry Potter...

And he will be named Harry, Harry Potter…

 

 Newquay, Cornwall

St Mawgan Village Stores / Tea Rooms – in the words of a friend ‘Has to be my favourite tea room not just for the quaint surroundings but also to the fantastic range of gluten free breads, cakes and the best Gluten Free Cream Tea around!’

Would you eat those grapes or draw them?

Would you eat those grapes or draw them?

 

Merlijn, The Netherlands / Germany

Boscafe Merlijn – in the words of a friend ‘We stumbled upon this during a long walk as students when still living in Nijmegen, Holland. merlijn is technically in Germany, just past the disused barrier. It’s in the woods, there are lots of chickens and their Appeltaart (apple cake) is legend.’

I need to dust down my passport...

I need to dust down my passport…

 

 Paris, France

Café de la Rotonde – apparently early in the 20th century, in the midst of the era of avant garde art and the birth of the ‘isms’, the proprietor Libion allowed starving artists to sit in his café for hours, drinking only the cheapest cups of coffee. He would turn a blind eye to thhem breaking off some baguette from the bread basket. For payment, he would often accept a drawing, offering to hold it until the artist could pay. During those times the café’s walls were littered with a collection of sketches. It’s a shame this wasn’t preserved.

Not many people drinking coffee in this photo

Not many people drinking coffee in this photo

La Closerie des Lilas – another famous Parisian cafe for its famous creative patrons: Picasso, Hemmingway, Man Ray, Beckett, David Hockney, Mick Jagger.

Mine's a large skinny latte with triple shot and sprinkles please

Mine’s a large skinny latte with triple shot and sprinkles please

Borth, Wales

Oriel Tir A Môr Gallery – also known in my family as ‘mummy’s favourite cafe’. This cafe combines art gallery, framing services, seaside nick-nacks with coffee and paninis. Every time we go to Borth we come here and play a game called ‘MFP’ which stands for My Favourite Painting. Everyone has to select one painting from the walls of the coffee shops as their favourite. The rules are that simple.

We sit up here reading Welsh poetry written on the ceiling while sipping our lattes

We sit up here reading Welsh poetry written on the ceiling while sipping our lattes

Boulders Cafe – this cafe, also in Borth, appears to be less ‘arty farty’ and the coffee isn’t that great (it also once famously tried to lure people in by resembling Starbucks), but we were once in here having a morning coffee and came across a group of people busily making felt, so for that reason it classes as arty.

Doesn't look very arty farty from the outside - but treasures await on the inside

Doesn’t look very arty farty from the outside – but treasures await on the inside

 Langport, Somerset

Art Tea Zen – I didn’t get the chance to go to this cafe but it fits all the criteria: oddly matched chairs, the over use of the word ‘quirky’ in its reviews and very good coffee (if the reviews are anything to go by).

It has the word 'art' in the title so must be arty

It has the word ‘art’ in the title so must be arty

Bath

The Jazz Cafe – this week we are on holiday in Somerset and we found this lovely arty cafe in the middle of Bath, voted the sixth best local business in the area 2013. This cafe had buckets of arty farty charm and I spent a happy hour here sketching the people of bath. The coffee machine used here was good enough to be mentioned by the Coffee Dorks espresso machine reviews, and yeah the coffee was good. The food looked fantastic but we only had coffee.

A very inspiring spot to sit with my sketchpad

A very inspiring spot to sit with my sketchpad

 Street, Somerset

The Vintage Tearoom – today we found ourselves sipping coffee and milkshakes in this charming little tearoom cum shop in Street (still on our Somerset holiday). It is well worth a visit. It is Cath Kidston heaven, if you like that sort of thing. My particular favourite part of the cafe was a chair covered in old Beano comics. We had a lovely time eating some delightful cup cakes. This cafe is extremely girly and pink, but it did inspire me to do some sketches of the other coffee drinkers.

Not much testosterone here

Not much testosterone here

 

Now, where should I go first?

 

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‘Do It’ yourself art?

Yesterday I managed to persuade my family to accompany me to the Do It Exhibition at Manchester Art Gallery which I’d stumbled across on the BBC Website a while ago. I wanted to try to get them all engaged in art whereas previously I’d had mixed success. I was also quite intrigued to see the exhibition for myself of course.

On the way to Manchester

On the way to Manchester

I don’t think any of us knew what to expect when we first arrived. My eldest son started off with the usual ‘I’m bored’ as we started our visit reading the information displayed and looking at the photographs on the walls about the Do It project.

We then moved from the main entrance and in the next room where we saw a large black plastic sheet upon which was a large ball made out of wet newspapers. Three children were busily and happily adding new sheets of paper to this ball, so I invited my youngest to join in. It took some persuasion but he did join in. We had to coax him away when we wanted to see what else was on offer.

'Make a newspaper ball'

‘Make a newspaper ball’

The main part of the exhibition consisted of either interactive art for visitors or art created by the gallery for this exhibition taken from ‘instructions’ written by artists chosen by curator Hans-Ulrich Obrist.

'Put a load of local sweets in a corner' - not sure these are traditional Manchurian confectionery

‘Put a load of local sweets in a corner’ – not sure these are traditional Manchurian confectionery

The Do It project began 20 years ago (in fact this exhibition in Manchester marks its anniversary) and has taken place in over 50 locations since it began. It all began in Paris in 1993 after a conversation between Obrist and artists Christian Boltanski and Bertrand Lavier. Obrist was interested to see if exhibition formats could become more flexible and open to interpretation.

The instructions from artists range from clever, witty, quirky, obscure to the mundane and to the utterly bizarre or impossible (my personal favourite: draw all the world’s curtains at the same time). The idea is that ordinary people as well as museums can follow out these instructions and create their own interpretation, to some extent, of the resulting ‘art work’. Artists who have supplied instructions include Ai Weiwei, Yoko Ono, Tracey Emin, Damien Hirst, Andrews Slominski, Gilbert & George and Olafur Eliasson.

Touching a meteorite and feeling the power of the universe

Touching a meteorite and feeling the power of the universe

The Do It project is a good example of site-specific art. It involves the local community in a dialogue that responds to the various instructions. The presentation of art here becomes less concerned with the idea of reproduction and more interested with individual human interpretation. The Do It idea aimed to cross the boundaries of past, present, future. Or that is the idea, at least.

'In honour of red things'

‘In honour of red things’

If my aim in taking my children was to engage them in art, and cross some of those boundaries, then I fulfilled that. After encountering the large paper ball, they quickly caught on to the idea and walked around the exhibits following the instructions as they moved around: adding their wishes to Yoko Ono’s wishing tree, drawing to music in the dark, peering down into a big box to try to read a post-it note, squeezing a lemon over an upturned bicycle seat, wrapping themselves in a purple cloth and leaning backwards and humming a tune in a room.

Yoko Ono's wishing tree

Yoko Ono’s wishing tree

We managed to spend a good two hours at the gallery. All three children were pleasantly surprised to find themselves enjoying their afternoon.

'Squeeze a lemon on an upturned bicycle seat'

‘Squeeze a lemon on an upturned bicycle seat’

I think they liked the fact that they were allowed to play a part in the creating of art, as if they had permission to play in a place that usually seems to them so staid and formal. Perhaps it was also because they felt that their contribution to the event was as valuable as an adult’s. They were being respected as equally able to contribute to the art as any adult.

I went home with a warm and happy feeling believing that I had achieved my aim and had engaged my children in art. That feeling stayed with me until I read what my middle son had written in his school holiday diary about the day. Perhaps I need to try harder.

My middle son's interpretation of the day's highlights

My middle son’s interpretation of the day’s highlights

References

Ulrich Obrist, H. ed., 2013  (in collaboration with the Independent Curators International) do it: the compendium. D.A.P./Distributed Art Publishers, Inc, New York

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Arty Farty Cafes

This isn’t going to be about art, as such, but I had a random slightly-arty thought today while in my favourite ‘cafe for being alone and arty in’.

Strong coffee and sketch pad - the two essential ingredients for an arty farty image

Strong coffee and sketch pad – the two essential ingredients for an arty farty lifestyle

I have a number of cafes in town that I like to go to for different reasons. I go to this one (Designa Cake and Cupcake Cafe) for quiet, indulgent one-to-one chats with friends or with my husband. I also go there for the cup cakes (and the cup cakes are To Die For – highly recommended). I go to this one (Heroes Coffee / Infinity and Beyond Sci Fi Shop) for those Big Bang Theory moments and also when I am with all my boys because they like to look at the geeky merchandise while they drink their milkshakes. I go to this one (Shrewsbury Coffee House) when I want to be alone, Bohemian and arty and drink a really good strong Americano.

Yummy

Toffee Crisp Cupcake from Designa Cake and Cupcake Cafe

Sitting in the Shrewsbury Coffee House today with my Americano and sketch pad I had a thought: does this cafe make me feel more arty? Does it provide inspiration? And if so, why? Is it because of the coffee, the music, the decor, the other clientele? Does that mean that I need more than what is in my head for inspiration? How important is my environment for my art? Why don’t I feel inspired in the same way in the other two coffee shops, or at home, or on a park bench with a take away coffee?

A cafe Sheldon would approve of

A cafe Sheldon would approve of

It is a well-known, if not a scientifically-studied, fact that creative people like to hang about in cafes looking for a conducive environment for working, inspiration or just a good cup of coffee. J. K. Rowling allegedly drafted the first Harry Potter book sitting in a cafe. Hemmingway was well-known for hanging about in cafes.

The Shrewsbury Coffee House seems to attract the creative mind. Today, I overheard one chap say to another ‘good luck with the writing’. As I sat there sketching a fellow coffee drinker I received an approving smile from another coffee drinker.

When I think of artists and their cafes I think of the French. I wonder if it is the French who first started being arty in cafes and making cafes arty. They certainly liked to paint cafes. Apparently, both Picasso and Modigliani are supposed to have settled cafe tabs by offering the owners drawings. Not that I would try that one in Shrewsbury.  Perhaps the cafe is a way to escape the loneliness of the studio or writing table. It allows the artist still to be alone yet surrounded by people. I suspect that a lot of artists are lonely loners.

Van Gogh 'Cafe Terrace at Night'

Van Gogh ‘Cafe Terrace at Night’

Mostly I love to go to the Shrewsbury Coffee House for the coffee (it really is very good), the people to sketch and the memories it invokes of the Jericho Cafe in Oxford, which is one of my favourite arty farty cafes of all time. But it also does inspire me to go home and do something creative (such as write this blog).

On Walton Street - many a happy coffee had in here

On Walton Street – many a happy coffee had in here

Whatever is giving me the inspiration, whether it be the other coffee drinkers, the furniture, the decor, the staff, the wooden floor, the coffee, or all of the above, doesn’t really matter so much. It works, that’s enough.

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One, two, three DRAW!

In February I took my children to the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art and they seemed to be fairly uninspired by what they saw, with the exception of Helen Chadwick’s piss flowers, which made them giggle.

Nature calls in cold climates

Nature calls in cold climates

Later that week we went to the National Museum of Scotland which was full of interactive exhibits about nineteenth- and twentieth-century science, natural history and engineering. They loved it. They played, they prodded, they pressed, they smelt. This got me pondering as to why my children weren’t able to have any sort of emotional response to modern art whereas show them a robot that can spell their name out in blocks and they are gripped. I decided that, it seems fairly obvious perhaps, that the missing element is the interactiveness. Most modern art, at least of the last century, does not allow the viewer to engage with the art in any physical sense. Of course this has been changing as I’ve seen since starting my blog. Here we have mention of the Rain Room, the optical illusion house, and Ernest Neto’s smelly sculptures which all have scope for interaction.

It has an aroma that appeals to children.

It has an aroma that appeals to children.

So I was thrilled to see that Manchester Art Gallery are running a ‘do it yourself’ style exhibition. The school holidays begin tomorrow and we have a family rail card so no guesses where we are going.

Interactive works at the gallery include invitations for visitors to squeeze a lemon on an upturned bicycle seat from German artist Andrews Slominski, to write wishes and attach to a tree from Yoko Ono or to climb a ladder and stare into a giant white cube by Ilya Kabakov. Apparently there is also a meteorite stuck to a wall naturally which by its existence invites visitors to touch it.

Dare you peer into the box?

Dare you peer into the box?

Some of the other so-called ‘interactive’ works are a bit more obscure, perhaps just quirky, or just plain bonkers, such as the instruction by one artist to draw all the curtains in the world at the same time, another artists ask you to buy or rent a red Ferrari and crash it into the back of a grey Fiat Palio. Weird or what?

Watch this space. I’m sure I’ll be here to tell you all about it.

References

BBC News http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-23232082 [last accessed 18 July 2013]

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The sweet lady

Yesterday I was in Newport visiting my mum as it was her birthday. As we were browsing the charity shops, as we do, we came across a brand new art gallery. Most of the paintings in there were quite traditional: landscapes, seascapes, children on the beach, men and women drinking wine. I was impressed with the technical skills on display, but less so with the composition and emotional impact (or lack thereof) in me. However, in amongst all the ‘usuals’ I saw a gem of a print of a painting by an artist called Sarah Graham. The print was of an oil painting of a pile of sweets. It was ordinary, it was quirky, it was big. It was very me.

This wasn't the painting I saw

This wasn’t the painting I saw

This painting above wasn’t the one I saw, but the painting (as in verb) of this can be watched on a time lapse video I found on YouTube. I like this video for a number of reasons: firstly, I am studying time lapse videos at the moment for my current art college project; secondly, I found myself strangely absorbed by watching the traffic and people out of her window more than watching her paint; thirdly, because it was interesting to watch such an amazing painting slowly come to life.

Sarah Graham is described as a phot-realist painter. What I like about her paintings is that she is taking things quite ordinary, sweets and toys, and using them to bring our attention to elements such as colour, reflections, light and contrast. She is making the viewer notice and study ordinary objects. She is bringing objects to life. As she says on her website ‘I love exaggerating virtually every element of the image; focus; blur; colour; highlights, and it’s these processes I hope that give my work less of a slavish photographic representation of the world, and more a sense of reality as we might hope to see it.’

These things usually make me swear as I keep treading on them

These things usually make me swear as I keep treading on them

She ponders on her website whether her obsession with sweets comes from a time when she worked at Woolworths and was promoted to head of ‘pick ‘n’ mix’.

I wish I could paint like this, technically. I’m not sure whether I’d want to be a strict ‘photo-realist’ painter though. I think I’d find it quite frustrating. I’m not enough of a perfectionist! I admire her work though. There’s something of my sky remote painting in her work (obviously on a less-able level!).

My Near an Far painting - not in the same league but in a lower, yet similar, league

My Near an Far painting – not in the same league but the same sport

 References

Sarah Graham’s website, http://sarahgraham.info/default.asp?id=1 [last accessed 12 July 2013]

 

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Yarn bombing – the award for Britain’s Best Yarn Bombing Town goes to?

Since I expressed and interest in yarn bombing I have been sent photos of a few examples of recent yarn bombing.

Firstly, I saw a photograph on Facebook of this one in Stafford, which appeared in the entry I wrote recently about this yarn bombing lark.

Decorating a place of art

Decorating a place of art

Then I heard about Chipping Norton, which is close to where I used to live (and where my second son was born). Apparently ‘Chippy’ is a strong contender for Yarn Bombing Capital of the UK. These are all photographs of recent yarn bombs.

Chipping Norton - decorating the bike stands

Chipping Norton – decorating the bike stands

The bike stands need warming up

The bike stands need warming up

Today in Chippy, appeared these ones…

Chipping Norton is red, white and blue today

Chipping Norton is red, white and blue today

Hug a tree

What lovely railings

What lovely railings

I actually know the name of the red, white and blue yarn bomber. She’s a friend of a friend of a friend. But I won’t ‘out’ her. She is brightening up people’s lives so long may she continue to do so.

Another friend then pointed out that the town of Ware in Hertfordshire is another contender for this prestigious accolade of Yarn Bomb Capital of the UK. These guys are serious, they even have a Facebook page devoted to promoting their yarn bombing efforts.

Tweet, tweet

Tweet, tweet

Where is Ware?

Where is Ware?

I hope I get sent some more examples. This phenomenon has still not reached my home town.

I’ve just been sent the ultimate yarn bomb for sci-fi fans. If I could make this my boys would be very impressed.

My boys will love this one

My boys will love this one

And now yarn bombing has reached Charlbury, the small town where I used to live.

I think this is just outside the library

I think this is just outside the library

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Absence as presence on the bedside table?

Last year I collected together photographs and descriptions of the mantlepieces belonging to family and friends. This came after talking at college about collecting and being inspired by Rachel Hurdley‘s article about mantlepieces as a reflection of the self and a narration of part of a person’s life story.

This was a very interesting exercise and gave me some insight into the lives and personalities of some of my friends. I questioned whether these mantlepieces reflected a part of my friends’ personalities or their personal histories.

For some friends their mantlepiece acted as a visual biography, for some a shrine, for others it was a display cabinet for visitors (tidy), for others it was a dumping ground (messy). The mantlepiece could be a representation of the mind: a messy mind (mine) means a messy mantlepiece.  A tidy mind (you know who you are) needs a tidy mantlepiece. Or perhaps a person craving calm in a chaotic world needs a tidy mantlepiece? For most it seemed to me that the mantlepiece was an extension of personality. Mine is a little eccentric, it is  messy and full of cats wearing woolen hats – say no more.

My Mantelpiece

My Mantelpiece

So next, with my current college project in mind (absence as presence), I decided to look at bedside tables. People leave bits of themselves on their bedside tables (besides toe-nail clippings), which is their absence as presence. They are more likely to leave their personal stamp on their bedside table than they are on their mantlepieces. These areas are more personal and intimate. They aren’t on show to the world. They are the places where we put the things we might need at night, or things that we are very attached to (such as a stuffed penguin). They are also functional spaces: the place for an alarm clock, medication that might be needed at night, somewhere to put a drink (in my case this is essential). Does the messy / chaotic mind analogy still hold here? How about the tidy / calm mind? Do people leave parts of their history here too? Do bedside tables contain personal mementos from life, perhaps ones that are a little more precious than those in the more public forum of mantlepieces?

So here below are a selection of the bedside tables I have collected.

The Bedside Tables

Me – ‘An alarm clock, random dish, bubble bath that is too nice to use (about 2 years old), pebble light from Habitat that doesn’t work, lamp without glass top that doesn’t work, fury dice, random bracelets, my ‘to do’ pad, my brother’s kindle, necklace, heart shaped box, two pens and a coaster.’

This is tidy...

This is tidy…

My husband – ‘Clock, tea bag, inhaler, remote controls, glasses, random bill, note, broken watch, some skews, a puzzle, four pens, a pencil and rail card.’

Less pink than mine

Less pink than mine

My son (aged 9) – ‘Inhaler, a sock, money box, a huge pile of books, two clocks and puzzle ball.’

This is the boy who went for a one-night sleepover with nine books to read

This is the boy who went for a one-night sleepover with nine books to read

Friend One – ‘Tray full of letters, books, odds and ends which probably should be put away properly elsewhere. Headphones for late night insomniac music listening. Heart shaped box painted by daughter when she was 5. Basket full of assorted hand creams etc. mirror with cards from children and little hearts from husband.’

Friend One's bedside table

Friend One’s bedside table

Friend One’s husband – ‘Clock radio. Picture frame painted by daughter. Lamp. Fathers day cards and envelopes. Stone plate with various hearts collected over the years. Second stone plate with a watch, loose change and a random key on. Daughter’s ipod.’

Friend One's husband's bedside table

Friend One’s husband’s bedside table – yummy chocolates

Friend One’s daughter (aged 12) – ‘Lots of books (all on the go at once) a cushion she made herself, a Rubic cube, 20 questions electronic toy, orange box containing assorted treasures, a coaster, a black stone box sent from our stone suppliers in India…a hama bead teddy and a flower hair clip.’

This girl is a book worm I reckon

This girl likes to read

Friend Two – ‘Some books, glasses, railcard, a screwdriver and a penguin.’

This friend likes to read with his penguin

This friend likes to read with his penguin

Friend Three – ‘Phone charger, fan remote, 4head stick thing, 9 books, note pad, backscratcher, foot file, book light, box of tissues, phone, kindle, tube of Tyrozets, little purse (containing nail clippers, floss, lip balm and a Vicks inhaler), wake you up gradually with light and tweety birds alarm clock, 2 tubes foot cream, can of Magicool and a tube of after sun aloe gel.’

Nine books?? Friend Three doesn't sleep much

Nine books?? Friend Three doesn’t sleep much

Friend Three’s husband – ‘Phone charger, an empty box of tissues, an old cough sweet wrapper, a book, phone and 3 Father’s day cards.’

Friend Three's husband needs eight more books on his shelf

Friend Three’s husband needs eight more books on his shelf

Friend Four – ‘Tv, ps3, laptop, craft stuff, sewing machine, and lots of junk lol’

Friend Four is an arty farty student type

Friend Four is an arty farty student type

Friend Five – ‘Clock, painting of lilac (I think ) by my daughter. Various skin creams, water, wedding anniversary card, and under the card a book about the town I came from that my dad contributed to.’

Friend Five's bedside table

Friend Five’s bedside table

Friend Four’s client – ‘A lamp, note, meds, 2 bottles of lemonade, clock, a sweet, a coaster and 3 torches underneath.’

Does this bedside table belong to a man or a woman?

Does this bedside table belong to a man or a woman?

Friend Four’s second client – ‘3 glasses cases and 3 alarm clocks.’

This person doesn't like mornings

This person doesn’t like mornings

Friend Six – ‘ Everything!’

Friend Eight has a lot of stuff.

Friend Six has a lot of stuff.

Friend Seven’s daughter – ‘Lots of stuff!’

Sigh, teenagers!

Sigh, teenagers!

Friend Eight – ‘On top is a lamp, B&O phone, kindle, coaster. In the tray is hairbrush, hairbands and an eye mask.’

Friend Eight likes straight lines

Friend Eight likes straight lines

Friend Nine (Friend Eight’s husband) – ‘A notebook, cookery book, earphones, charger and jambox (wireless speaker) with ear phone case sitting on the top, sonos speaker and clip on reading lamp. Underneath are his puffers, wrist powerball (for strengthening wrist for sports not the other thing) and a charger.’

Gadget Man!

Gadget Man!

Friend Ten – ‘A lamp, a dish, a mobile phone, a kindle and glasses.’

Friend Elven says 'Tidy because the mess is hidden in the drawer!'

Friend Elven says ‘Tidy because the mess is hidden in the drawer!’

Friend Eleven -‘A lamp, a plug, two coasters, two clocks and a remote.’

Friend Ten is married to Friend Eleven.

Friend Eleven is married to Friend Twelve.

Friend Twelve (Friend Eleven’s wife) – ‘Lamp, jewellery box, hand cream, two dishes of bits and pieces, candle stick, bits of jewellery and a watch.’

Friend Eleven's wife

No clock? But then Friend Twelve’s husband has two

Friend Thirteen – ‘Beaconase for hayfever, loo roll to blow nose, earplugs, water, book, hair net from daughter’s birthday, Arial wig, daughter’s birthday learn to play guitar DVD, daughter’s birthday little pony hair beads, clock, light, nail biter, picture daughter drew that I use as bookmark, and one of daughter’s pencils.’

Friend Thirteen

Friend Thirteen

 

Gathering bedside table pictures has been much, much harder than gathering mantlepiece pictures. Why is this so? Why are people more reluctant to share their bedside tables? I wonder if it is because people are more willing to show their mantlepieces to the world because they are a part of themselves which is meant to be on display. They are proud of their mantlepieces. Whereas the bedside table is meant to be private and is actually a very personal reflection of the self.

I have quite a diverse range here; both sexes and all ages from teenage to elderly (Friend Four’s clients – who is a carer). Now I have a few examples, I wonder how much of a reflection of personality the bedside table really is? Do those with tidy bedside tables sleep better than those with chaotic messy ones? Do they have calmer minds? Are their lives better organized? I wouldn’t describe myself as a great sleeper (or particularly organized) and my bedside table is very cluttered. But then I do ‘park’ my daytime life on it every night (now with added digital camera for photo opportunities) so perhaps because of that I am able to sleep better.

I’ve enjoyed this little project and give my thanks to everyone who has contributed. My next interest is going to be staircases, not as a reflection of personality but just because…

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The optical illusion house

A BBC News item came my way today and it just screams for a blog entry.

Argentine artist known for playing around with perceptions of reality, Leandro Erlich, was commissioned recently by the Barbican to create a new installation in Ashwin Street, Dalston. This amazing house is ‘open’ to visitors from tomorrow until 4 August.

Who lives in a house like this?

Who lives in a house like this?

Are the people really flying around in front of the house? Not quite. He has created a horizontal front of a Victorian terraced house, to resemble one of those that once stood on the street. The illusion of flying people comes from the mirrors positioned overhead. The reflections of visitors give the impression they are standing on, suspended from, or scaling the building. The visitors can walk on the house’s facade, ‘climb’ along it, or ‘lie’ in one of the window ledges. They look up and they appear to be defying gravity or risking broken limbs. I know for a fact that my three children would love this. This is another good example of interactive art to appeal to the young (as well as the grown up).

Looking back at other work he’s done I get the sense of the ordinary obscured in some way. Most of his work is about illusion but it’s also quite ordinary.

Stuck elevator, 2011

Stuck elevator, 2011

There is something uneasy about this lift stuck structure in a gallery space. It seems like it should be real.

Swimming Pool, 2008

Swimming Pool, 2008

His Swimming Pool from 2008 also seems fairly ordinary at first viewing, then you realise that the people in the pool appear to be walking on the bottom (that’s because they are – albeit without the water).

A single change to something ordinary (up becomes down, inside becomes outside, shallow becomes deep) is able to upset the seemingly normal situation. This clever tricky exposes our perception of reality and asks us to question that reality.

The Staircase, 2005

The Staircase, 2005

I can’t tell with The Staircase how far ‘deep’ it is.

What a clever man!

References

BBC News http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-23041236 [last accessed 25 June 2013]

Barbican Centre http://www.barbican.org.uk/artgallery/event-detail.asp?ID=14756 [last accessed 23 June 2013]

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Artists who use ordinary things to make extra-ordinary things

I found this quote today:

The banal, the quotidian, the obvious, the common, the ordinary, the infra-ordinary, the background noise, the habitual? […] How are we to speak of these common things, how to track them down, how to flush them out, wrest them from the dross in which they are mired, how to give them meaning, a tongue, to let them, finally, speak of what it is, who we are.

Georges Perec, The Infra-ordinary

My dream man - he likes the ordinary AND cats

Perec is my dream man – he likes the ordinary AND cats

This got me thinking about artists who have made extra-ordinary art out of ordinary things. Firstly, I came across Rebecca Murtaugh who once covered her bedroom with post-it notes, yellow for boring objects and pink for important ones. She obviously likes her bed. Post-it notes are, I discover from my googling, a well-used art material, mostly for mosaics.

What a lovely pink duvet

What a lovely pink duvet

From this, I was drawn to a wonderful artist called Monika Grzymala. She is someone who draws in three dimensions using tape, wire, paper or just anything linear. She draws lines and creates beautiful semi-architectural, semi-pictorial spaces with them. I find her creations really rather beautiful. This is novel way of drawing. I would like to try this.

Miles and Miles of Sticky Tape - no, that isn't my comment its the real title

Miles and Miles of Sticky Tape – no, that isn’t my comment its the real title

Brian Dettmer is someone who likes to cut up books to create masterpieces of intricate sculpture. This is one way that books prove yet again to be better than kindles. You can’t do this with a kindle.

This just wouldn't happen in my house

This just wouldn’t happen in my house

Apparently, the Internet seems to indicate, there is a whole sub-genre of ‘ordinary objects art’ (not officially a genre) called ‘toast art’. Arne Felix Magold is amongst the forerunners of this branch of art.

Hungry?

Hungry?

I really like the work of floppy disk artist, Nick Gentry. He is interested in obsolete media and sees himself as a social commentator through his art. His portraits are both clever and avoid the cliched look of ‘portraits made from recycled material’. They have a haunting impact on me.

Don't throw those disks away

Don’t throw those disks away

Next, I came across Pipilotti Rist‘s big pants chandelier. There’s not a lot to say about this, the picture speaks volumes. There is a use for old knickers and this is it.

Light-up-the-night Pants

Light-up-the-night Pants

What could I use then to be original and interesting? Answers on a postcard please.

References

Wikipedia on Post-it Note Art http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Post-it_note#Use_in_art [last accessed 19 June 2013]

Wikipedia on Nick Gentry, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Gentry [last accessed 19 June 2013]

Nick Gentry’s website, http://www.nickgentry.com/artworks.html[last accessed 19 June 2013]

‘This week in pictures: 27 November 2009’ Telegraph http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/picturegalleries/theweekinpictures/6671475/The-week-in-pictures-27-November-2009.html?image=5 [last accessed 19 June 2013]

Exhibitions at The Drawing Room, Monika Grzymala http://drawingroom.org.uk/exhibitions/monika-grzymala [last accessed 19 June 2013]

Brian Dettmer’s website, http://briandettmer.com/ [last accessed 19 June 2013]

Pipilotti Rist’s website, http://www.pipilottirist.net/ [last accessed 19 June 2013]

 

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Guerrilla crocheters of the world unit!

Oh I just love the BBC News website for introducing me to the weird and wonderful world of weird and wonderful people. Today’s excitement came to me during a moment of idle browsing when I came across an article about a giant crochet doily which appeared under a bridge in Bristol last week.

Yarn bombing, which is also known as guerrilla knitting, is a category of street art where artists place items, whether knitted, crocheted, or pom-pommed, into the public domain for reason of decoration.

The first example of yarn bombing dates back to 2004, and the first yarn bomb appeared in that famous nation of knitters, the Netherlands. The idea spread to the US and then went global shortly after. Technically, it is illegal but arrests are few and far between, if any.

I wish I could claim responsibility for the Bristol yarn bombing,  but I can’t.

Last term at college we had one session I will call ‘crochet for dummies’. This is what I made that day.

My first attempt

My first attempt

This is what I made that evening.

My final attempt

My final attempt

This is what appeared in Bristol last week.

Look at that perfect stitching

Look at that perfect stitching

The motives of the yarn bombers aren’t necessarily social or political. They aren’t trying to make a statement. They just want to warm the world up a bit and make it pretty. Who wouldn’t want to make this big ugly tank look a bit more pink?

Just as scary clothed as naked

Just as scary clothed as naked

This next image appeals to me. It is making something ordinary, beautiful. I approve. If I practice a bit more, I could do that.

Who needs cement when there is a bit of old wool that could do the job?

Who needs cement when there is a bit of old wool that could do the job?

I think there might be a tiny political statement here.

Look at my lovely weapon!

Look at my lovely weapon

A more recent example happened in Stafford outside of the Shire Hall Gallery. I think this idea is lovely. There doesn’t need to be a motive beyond decorating a public space for no other reason than for fun. Artists don’t need to be trying to change the world, or make it think. They can just decorate for decorations sake if that is what they want to do.

Decorating a place of art

Decorating a place of art

I think I need to have a few more sessions of ‘crochet for dummies’ before I can partake in this not-really-very-edgy form of street art. I would love to. I do know how to make pom-poms. I could add a couple to Charles Darwin’s statue outside our local library. Watch this space.

I could do with some pom-poms on my lap

I could do with some pom-poms on my lap

I made a fair few of these in the 1980s

I made a fair few of these in the 1980s

References

Wikipedia on Yarn Bombing http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yarn_bombing [last accessed 18 June 2013]

Time Photos, The Fine Art of Yarn Bombing http://www.time.com/time/photogallery/0,29307,2077071,00.html [last accessed 18 June 2013]

‘Giant crocheted doily appears under Bristol Bridge’ BBC News http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-bristol-22884537 [last accessed 18 June 2013]

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