NEXT SHOW IN BRIGHTON, click link below.
NEXT SHOW IN BRIGHTON, click link below.
Pedal car made from car and bicycle parts shot on Super 8 film. This was my second escape attempt from art college. When asked about this art piece I explained that this was my symbolic, metaphorical yet very real attempt to escape art college and everything I hated about the art world- The police man was not impressed!
There is a book launch on the second of May at Firstsite gallery Colchester but l’m also bringing some books with me to the show at Oxford Playhouse tomorrow.
In 1989, when I was an art Student in Hull (UK), I tried to escape from Art college in a boat made from driftwood found in the river Humber. This Shaky super 8 film is the only documentation.
Now, 25 years later I have had a book published which explains why and what it led onto.
You can buy it on this website http://www.jardinepress.co.uk/books/Escape.html and i will also be selling copies at venues on the “All Roads lead to Rome” tour.
I’ve got another gig lined up for “All Roads Lead to Rome Tour”. (see below)
Another chance to see ….”Britains greatest living artist”! ….apparently!
Oxford playhouse- link below
So I’m not shit then!
I was in a show in a gallery at Hertford University called “The Hope Wrecks”. This is a lecture given by the the curators about the show. They both work at Central St Martins art college and Simon Hollington introduces my work. He is extremely complimentary.
I was quite full of myself for a day after i saw this and wanted to quote him on the jacket of my book. Sadly, I pulled myself together and realised no one would believe him. Below are Simon’s comments on why he called me ” Britains greatest living artist”.
The “Britain’s greatest living artist!” gag is something I’ve been saying for years in lectures.
My opinion is worth shit in this town.
Chelsea was good! Everyone was lovely and loads of people turned up. If any of them read this- “Thanks for coming!”
The producer (Cat) came for the weekend. She really got into impersonating the toy leaflet salesman. She even perfected the mouth- Top marks! One day soon we may even be able to sell the actual book.
On the Sunday I came down with some sort of illness- It took a long time to pack the car. Whatever it was I think I’ve passed it on to Cat now.
The ‘marketing disaster movie’ wasn’t received very well by Norden farm at all. I couldn’t work out why until I got there.
I arrived at about 2 in the afternoon and the car park was full. It turns out Norden farm is in the middle of a housing estate full of wealthy retired people who all go to the daily matinee film showing. Me and Ed (ass. producer) hung about by the door when the film finished and handed out some flyers. One old guy asked us what the show was about.
"The’res loads about World War Two in it" I said.
"Eh?" Came the response.
As clearly as I could I repeated myself.
"WORLD WAR TWO, ITS ALL ABOUT THE WAR - DO YOU LIKE THE WAR?" YOU SHOULD COME ALONG"
As I raised my voice I realised how uncannily like the hearing aid in my ‘marketing disaster movie I was’ . Then it dawned on me why my film hadn’t been received very well by Norden farm.
Unknowingly I had managed to take the piss out of the large majority of Norden farm’s clientele. Unsurprisingly they were unimpressed.
Everyone tuning up for that afternoon’s matinee film showing.
The film finished about four O’clock everyone left.
One guy after the matinee film did come back to see the show. He had actually been in the Italian campaign during World War two and initially said “I’m not sure I want to relive my experience there”. Ed had done a stunning job convincing him to come back. Unfortunately I didn’t know he was in the audience otherwise I would have raised my voice.
I did however notice Ed in the audience. His face was lit up and beaming as he smiled and laughed at everything I said. No one would have known he had heard it all at least five or six time before. Afterwards I thanked him for his loyalty to which he assured me it was not a problem. However he did draw the line at having to ..”look at at my stupid grinning face whilst he was trying to take a piss.”
My poster hanging in the gents lavatory at Norden Farm .