Thursday, 1 December 2011

hands

Where is your hand? I miss it so
        smooth out my skirt, untangle my hair-
        eyes cast down hide an anxious stare.
Time will heal wounds as spring melts snow:
one knows what's true, but even so-
sweet fictions are easier to bear,
than having what was, no longer there
but it's time: I must let you go
though just before you walk from me free,
please hold my hand, this one last time-
       so I'll remember what was mine:
       dreams, memories: a life once shared
ending now to divide this we,
       two souls once united, bound and paired.

(a 10 year work in progress, abandoned and then reviewed and then abandoned again. no more after this)

Thursday, 6 October 2011

WIP - The Wall of Contemplation

I'm hurtling towards a deadline and i'm still experimenting. Fingers crossed I'll make it.


epitaph

we long for each other
but miss the turn
a child never born

Thursday, 21 July 2011

LightCycle - joint project | cardboard city

In some sort of madness, last Friday and with only 6 days left in LightCycle,  I decided to see if I could enter the competition. Perhaps it was meant to be, because when I rang up - someone had just returned kit number 50 and it was mine for the taking.

The State of Design Festival has become a firm feature in mine and my brother's calendar; and given our recent successful creative partnerships, the obvious thing to do was to rope my brother-frustrated creative and willing participant into my plan.

The last 6 days have been utterly draining as we've scrambled to design and assemble an entry. Below is the results of our struggles. If you're interested you can hop along to the exhibition and vote for our entry. :D


Artists' Statement

Cardboard City 
Like a city block at night, this light embodies our hope that future cities will be built and breath in an environmentally sustainable way. Made out of ordinary recycled and recyclable materials: cardboard boxes, empty handtowel rolls and milk bottles; the light calls us to reconsider how we view and use everyday things and materials.
 
As the ‘buildings’ and 'floors' of this light are not fixed, the light open to individual customization. This reminds us that we each have the capacity to change and improve our world for the better: we only have to choose so.

Papercut in a rush - The Bleeding Forest