Apologies for the long absence from the blogging world, this is largely due to my lack of camera to take pictures of my work with however fear not, i am back again...
As of September I am going to be a student of Wimbledon School of Art studying sculpture. Yes, sculpture. There has been a sharp turn in the direction of my work into the realms of sculpture. After making this change in my work I have felt a lot less anxious and now have a clear path in front of me.
In other news I have just finished my foundation at Byam Shaw, I am very sad to leave after such a short period of time because it has given me so much. It has made me discover a lot about art and, more importantly at this stage, the art I want to make.
This may look like a simple stone coloured moundy thing but I assure you, I came on a long journey to get to this stage. Here's the short version.
Having been frustrated at art school by painting I decided to get back to my roots and make a sculpture from materials from my fields. The idea of making mud pies again inspired me so i went about crafting an earthen mound with the intention that people might feel the need to climb it and conquer it. Over time I wanted things to grow on it and it to be weathered away. However things did not go all to plan. 24 hours later a man in his 80s had destroyed it by putting his wellington boot right through it. This was confusing. I liked that it had caused this reaction but I didn't get to do with it what I wanted so I thought for a while about my next mound and came to the conclusion that the next one had to be welly-proof.
My solution is making my mound with ancient building techniques that are more or less carbon neutral. The mound has a mud and straw core with a lime mortar rendered on the surface.
Thanks to an octogenarian menace I have come up with something much better than a glorified mole hill.