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Tag Archives: Wolverhampton
Drawing an MP – without meaning to
Today, I travelled to my studio for one reason and one reason only: for a tutorial with my personal tutor. We were long overdue a catch up and she’d just read the latest (perhaps eleventh, maybe twelfth) incarnation of my … Continue reading
If you don’t get it, just forget it
The Wolverhampton School of Art Fine Art Degree Show is in full swing as I type. I am writing this blog while sitting on the floor supposedly ‘manning’ the exhibition (doing a stint of manning the exhibition, I should say). There’s … Continue reading
Inside vs outside and infinite stuff vs infinite space
One of the activities I have been engaged in during my 9-month long obsession over repetition has been doodling on painted MDF. I have spent hours doodling and drawing, scribbling and musing. The doodles are about repetition. The doodles represent repetition. They … Continue reading
Posting on walls – virtual vs real
The #FreeRepublicOfRepetition project has ended. At least, it has in terms of the frenzied 27-hour social media / post-it note production process. It may yet be the starting point of my next project. It may not. I don’t know yet. … Continue reading
Where is my studio? And is it dirty enough?
Today I attended a symposium on Dirty Practice, at the Arena Theatre in Wolverhampton, run by the Wolverhampton School of Art. This symposium was a culmination of a three-day art workshop open to art practitioners, academics and students. I couldn’t … Continue reading
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Thoughts on chewing gum
Just before Christmas, I began to notice chewing gum. It was if I had been blind and suddenly I could see. I’m talking about chewing gum splodges on the ground. If you haven’t ever noticed this, I implore you to … Continue reading
The chicken and the egg
What comes first, the madness or the artist? This is the question I asked myself today as I wondered the streets of Wolverhampton looking for burst balloons. I found one. It was a good one. I picked it up. A … Continue reading
How much can I say about a burst balloon?
Two weeks’ ago, while wondering the streets of Wolverhampton with my digital camera, I took a photograph of a burst balloon. Then I decided to draw it. And then I decided to paint it. What next? I’m not sure yet … Continue reading