Final Piece

Final Piece

About the Blog

This blog is a representation of my working progress as an Artist and Writing. Everything here is an example of my work and a journey through my working. It acts as a documentation of various projects, ideas and rough experiments, starting from my time at University and beyond.

25/11/2014

Artist in Residence | Sound Booth | SOS | Introduction to my work and space

Today I start a project exploring my own work in response to my location. This has transformed into using the Sound Booth in Leeds College of Art as a kind of Artist in Residence space, where I will use the space, equipment and location to produce and further my work. My first ideas is to use this as an opportunity to push the audio and performance side of my work, at the same time considering the public facing aspect of the space and how I can use this in the audience participation side of my work.

On top of the work I create, I also intend to use the equipment in the way I document my process of thinking and working. I found that I talk more fluidly and stronger about my work over a written alternative. So I've started todays work by documenting where my practice is at the very start of the project and where I intend to take it with the recording below.



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21/11/2014

Compass Live Art | Quarantine | Table Manners | Let's see where the conversation takes us

A conversation with a stranger in Trinity Church, sat at a table, eating lunch and talking about tea, travelling and shopping. Looking into how people communicate and how interest and conversation can be created even with someone you don't know. 




Other blog link: http://soundonsoundproject.blogspot.co.uk/2014/12/paisley-boyd-change-of-direction.html

17/11/2014

Writing | Oh Comely | Open Brief | What Does Home Mean to You?

http://www.ohcomely.co.uk/blog/1018

Brief:

Our next issue is themed on The Great Indoors and we're setting out to collect your stories of home.
What does home mean to you? Is it the sound of perking coffee in the morning? The soft mumble of the radio? Maybe it's a specific object, the thing that's seen you through both good days and bad. 
And what about when things turn sour - when your home doesn't feel like "home" anymore, when certain people leave, or when you feel like you don't have a place to go home to? 
We want to hear about your experiences of "home", whatever that word might mean to you. Write about your experiences in under 250 words and send them through to rosanna@ohcomely.co.uk by the 3rd November, with the subject headline "Stories of Home". Our favourites will be published in the issue.
My entry:

My home is like a collective, a place I can return to after a day of art, writing and creative frustration, I can come home and relax, have a chat with my two housemates, eat pizza and watch too many episodes of 30 Rock. It’s a place that is forever changing, the continuation of creative projects see this house covered with themed bunting, illustrative posters and even a Tardis. What’s that you say! Well that’s a giant penguin costume I’m working on. It’s my studio, it’s my workplace, it’s my relax place and it’s also the place I can hide if things get too much.


A home to me starts off as a building a shell so to say that then becomes a home by being transformed into a representation of those who occupy it. It becomes anything you so wish, for me it becomes a Cinema, a place for parties and even a quiet reading space. Like others my home has seen many attempts to bake like on the Great British Bake Off or the days where you built a pillow fort for the fun of it. It contains shelves of inspiration, the tools of my artist practice, what one may consider too many DVDs and piles of scrap paper containing years of ideas and though process. My home is my life, without it I’d be lost.

11/11/2014

Experimentations | Defining Dorian Gray | The use of two books | Part One

Exploring the internet as a tool and the role of ownership through the use of recontextualizing The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde. My idea is to explore the use or over use of the role of the dictionary upon a piece of text I wish to refine. By using a chance element I rolled a D 100 dice of which the number determines the sentence I define. Each word of that sentence is rewritten using it's dictionary definition to create a new piece of text that remains within the original.

After completing a sentence that expanded into a large paragraph, I attempted to edit it and add grammar to bring it back to more of a full sentence rather than a unorganised random mess that wouldn't be possible to read.