Friday, 18 March 2011


Went to an interview organized by the Uni, the interview was with a Photographer's Gallery Curator from London. She was pleased with my enthusiasm for wet film, especially in this digital age. she found my work very exciting and loved the playful and experimental appearance of my work. the Curator name dropped an photographic artist hadn't heard of before and thankfully remembered his name. 

The photographic artist is called Walead Beshty, a London born american photographic artist,

Many consider his artwork or photography to be abstract, but he objects, “insisting instead on their material inscription of the structural conditions and possibilities of the medium.”] Beshty’s artwork makes the viewer question the possibilities of photography and its relationship with the current world we live in.( < blurb taken from the one and only Wiki.)I looked him up and found the artist that i was looking for all other artists i had found were either abstract expressionist painters or camera-less process artists. Beshty works with film and creates beuatiful pieces.

Monday, 14 March 2011

It's All There In Black And White...

Now that my thoughts and motivation has been dragged from the dissertation to higher and happier climates,  i am now trying to experiment with a range of things; doo daa's, watcha ma call its. don't really know what word is best used instead of 'things' but any way i am coming to the end of a very long and winding road. I now need to work out how i want to present my new work at the London Free Range Show in Brick Lane. 

I was over at my Father's retreat to acquire wise wisdom and experience, after rooting around in the dusty dead fly grave yard of an attic we came across the ol' black and white moving picture box that my Father bought years ago. Half an hour later after many attempts to plug a dubbed video dub (DVD Player) device into the picture box we appeared to be defeated in our efforts to produce an image on the screen of the box. 

with a crash bang and a wallop all of a sudden (this didn't really happen just trying to create an intense atmosphere). A flicker of an image appeared before our very eyes. Turned out we hadn't been tuning the ruddy thing, "Silly us aye"

with a few turns of the leaver thing we got as best a picture as we could get, my Father wanted to improve the quality of the tunedge. I hope he wasn't expecting HD quality. While my Father found the quality of image terrible and scrabbly i was quite excited by the shapes and abstractions made by the Picture Box. We placed a CD of images from Boots or some photo print place like that and loaded the DVD Player and viewed the photographs on a slide show mode of the Player. Due to the poor quality of the Television you couldn't really make out what you were seeing. i felt this had a fitting element to my practice and end of year portfolio of work.

Friday, 11 March 2011

Lost & Found

I am currently collating discarded end trails of film left behind in the processing bay. This is part of a sister project of my Final Major. The Series will be called 'Lost and Found', I feel this is a fitting title as the image documented on the film has been lost and the Neg thrown, i have found a beauty within the destroyed,

"One man's trash is another man's practice of work"....