Showing posts with label sculpture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sculpture. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Worldwide Environmental Exchange IV




Top: Africa and Europe - Day One of my time-based biodegradable sculpture
Below: Destroyed Africa after a night of storms :(

Worldwide Environmental Exhange III


A mock-up for my time-based biodegradable sculpture

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Chinese Sculptures ReCap

Whilst two of my Su Blackwell-inspired sculptures are being proudly displayed for the public in Falle Fine Art Gallery, my 15-hour finale-piece: the Buddhist Temple, is suffering a worse fate.

The heat is starting to cause the paper to sag and the adhesive to break and what the Chinese managed to engineer to last thousands of years - I have single handedly managed to insult and deface.

At the moment the piece looks like a powerful statement on the downfall of traditional Chinese culture and religion. I only wish I believed this was true in order to justify my own accidental work. Quite the contrary I have experienced first-hand that the culture is still alive and well in comparison to many Western equivalents.

I shall nevertheless record the sculptural occurrences and work onto the paper sculpture - illustrating, writing, defacing and commentating the piece with black lines upon the crisp, white surface until finally burning the remains. From art, to art.

From the ashes... and all that.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Paper Sculptures



Hey there. It's been a long time.

But I have been very busy cutting tiny shapes out of paper and sticking my fingers together. So, in response to a previous post about artist Su Blackwell, in which I said 'I'll def be giving these a try' (or something along those lines) Here we are: My Chinese Buddhist Temple. Made from 6 sheets of A1 paper, a roll of double sided tape and a dab of glue; in 15 hours.


This is my latest, so when I get photographs of the rest there will be more to come!

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Miraslaw Balka: How It Is


Walking into the familiar turbine hall at Tate Modern, London, visitors are recently greeted by what appears to be an impressively large (yet not imposing - perhaps due to its 5 ft elevation from the ground) shipping container. Quite simply, the latest cross-genre minimalist-installation-sculpture by Polish artist Miraslaw Balka is designed to fit into its surrounding seamlessly and craftily.

However, walking up the ramp that leads into the dark abyss is simply magical. Greeted with your own fears, the moment when you reach out in front of you to mind your step - only to find that you can't see your hands in front of your face - is the moment that you understand the darkness in Balka's How It Is.

Mesmerising and poignant, the exciting venture into the unknown makes you appreciate what you can see in your life, and what there is to be unseen. This being said, the installation is not about blindness, but perhaps taking from granted everything you understand to be rational and explanatory in your own life. Furthermore, it is only when you are placed in an environment where everyone is blind, that you can bump into a complete stranger and share a special moment of apologetic sympathy and do nothing but laugh and move on. An experience shared.