All That Is Left is my new work which has recently been shown at The Crypt Gallery, St Pancras.
On a trip to Prague I found a collection of slides. These slides and other remnants of a life lived were
discarded in a bin. It was late one night on the cobbled streets. I approached the bin because there were skis, walking sticks, a blue phone and other paraphernalia laying around. Lifting the lid on the bin proved to be a culmination of poignancy, sadness and for the artist in me, exciting !
There were many personal objects strewn on the top layer of the bin contents. Junk jewellery,beautifully illustrated old children's books a very old teddy bear, clothing and of course the slides which were instantly recognisable. They lay at the back of the bin tightly bound with large orange bands of perished elastic.
These found slides became the main focus for this latest work - All That Is Left. I have kept them in the exact same order I found them in and have had the writing which is scratched onto the borders in biro, translated.
The Crypt is an interesting space to exhibit in. The mood is one of degradation and decay. This space still contains over five hundred bodies so at times the mood catches you out and can be very sombre indeed.
The walls are layers of chipped brick work and luckily for me my space had been painted with a thirties colour green. This allowed for the slides to meld with the very texture and embed themselves within the walls.
I lay over fifty bouquets of roses in commemoration of this woman. Clipped rose thorns were placed at right angles on top of the bouquets, to signify deeper personal elements of this work.
Perfume of roses permeated the air, inspired by Tim Lott's melancholy yet positive writings , 'The Scent of Dried Roses.'
An old record player playing off the scratching noises symbolises both continuity in the circle of life and the inevitability of the end.
The viewer could choose to play the record 'Serenade' , or just listen to the repetitous sounds of the two slide projectors and record noise.
On a trip to Prague I found a collection of slides. These slides and other remnants of a life lived were
discarded in a bin. It was late one night on the cobbled streets. I approached the bin because there were skis, walking sticks, a blue phone and other paraphernalia laying around. Lifting the lid on the bin proved to be a culmination of poignancy, sadness and for the artist in me, exciting !
There were many personal objects strewn on the top layer of the bin contents. Junk jewellery,beautifully illustrated old children's books a very old teddy bear, clothing and of course the slides which were instantly recognisable. They lay at the back of the bin tightly bound with large orange bands of perished elastic.
These found slides became the main focus for this latest work - All That Is Left. I have kept them in the exact same order I found them in and have had the writing which is scratched onto the borders in biro, translated.
The Crypt is an interesting space to exhibit in. The mood is one of degradation and decay. This space still contains over five hundred bodies so at times the mood catches you out and can be very sombre indeed.
The walls are layers of chipped brick work and luckily for me my space had been painted with a thirties colour green. This allowed for the slides to meld with the very texture and embed themselves within the walls.
I lay over fifty bouquets of roses in commemoration of this woman. Clipped rose thorns were placed at right angles on top of the bouquets, to signify deeper personal elements of this work.
Perfume of roses permeated the air, inspired by Tim Lott's melancholy yet positive writings , 'The Scent of Dried Roses.'
An old record player playing off the scratching noises symbolises both continuity in the circle of life and the inevitability of the end.
The viewer could choose to play the record 'Serenade' , or just listen to the repetitous sounds of the two slide projectors and record noise.
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