9th @telephonegallery - tomorrow is the opening of @invisiblespacesscotland (opening at 6pm pls come!) so to celebrate i have created a (rather minimal) new show for telephone which relates to my exhibition. i’ll be talking about homelessness from the perspective of my own exploration of the streets and the traces of sleep. if you want to know more about it, pls come (nicola sturgeon will be there too btw) thanks for watching
the gallery has been on hold until i could find an object worthy of occupying the space and what better for the gallery to be full of the christmas spirit that i so much dread? as i picked up this tree from the street a woman talked to me in a way so pretentious and careless you would think i was making her a disservice by taking this tree from the public way. they say it’s a lot more about the process than the result and sometimes they’re right. seeing this tree at first and wondering what the fuck is doing here, let it go for a couple days and suddenly deciding to take it. watching a grown ass man drag a full blown christmas tree through the city astounds many a passerby and attracts a lot more glances. it also makes for really good exercise because that tree was surprisingly heavy. and why would anybody keep a christmas tree for so long? do you just have so much space you can afford to keep this monster around for half a year? we will never know. enjoy the show. on until the truck takes it away.
also the police saw me so it might not last for a day
for the 7th show at the telephone gallery i decided to reuse some old paper roll i had and wrap the booth all around with it several times until the roll stopped
this makes me think of security, like if the paper was holding the space together but at the same time it’s constraining the very purpose it’s designed for. it’s all about finding that balance i suppose. this one is not, i’m sure somebody will rip it apart as soon as they see it. it’s too appealing to the human condition
i think this is far the quickest show i have put up so far and i'm very satisfied with the texture of the paper and the sheer contrast of the off-white colour with the red of the booth
come around see the show until a passerby rips it apart for fun
okay so i just found this really nice mattress on the street, waiting to be taken away! i said, this reminds me of the 5th show!
during the making of the 5th (check 'now showing' for more info) a guy came just after i started and inquired about my doings, he said 'are you making a bed?' as the snow piled up. 'sort of?' i think i confusedly answered. 'well here's a blanket, see ya'
the thought that someone might consider a person sleeping not only inside of a tiny booth, but that snow could be a suitable bed decision almost made me turn the snow piece into a makeshift bed. but no, that wouldn't be powerful enough! so when i found this mattress i thought 'hey this is an actual bed!' so i shoved it in and admired how the door couldn't keep it all inside
you're free to sleep in it as long as you can actually clear that tiny gap. it's not warrantied your experience will be at all pleasant though
please don't let our government allow people to keep sleeping rough. demand to your representatives that all members of society have a right to a roof and security and expect action on this vital issue
for the 5th show at the telephone gallery i took the opportunity the snow brought me and shovelled (or rather bucketed) however many kilograms of snow into the booth
halfway through this guy asked 'why?', i told him: i don't know i just thought of it. but just seconds later i realised, i didn't know why! that's how i approach art (and life half the time), i do something and then think of the why. sometimes it results in a really bad outcome, make a huge mistake or break some bones but often times it turns out that i was right and the effort that i put into it were worth more than the pain it caused
in this case it was the snow. it took me 4 hours to build this whole mammoth of snow. and i was about to quit many times throughout the process, building something like this does not come easily, especially when your snow is so fresh you have to press it down into the bucket every single time. reflecting on what i had said to that guy my mind suggested the word 'resilience'. i wasn't making this only because it looked beautiful, i had no intention of making it especially visually appealing. it was the effort and the struggle it took to make it that was the most rewarding
so there you have it. it'll be on until it melts away, hopefully long enough so you can see but not so long the storm is still raging
Gather with me people as I celebrate the launch of my own self-pusblished little beauty.
'Dialogue' explores its own title by images and images alone. Images can speak as much as words do and this is exactly what this book is intended to do, to speak on its own. You will find a series of dialogues embedded in the spreads and you're welcome to join in.
We will gather at the Forest Café on February 2nd round 7pm, have a laugh and enjoy each other's company! If you feel like taking a copy of the book they will be on sale for a fiver!
Bring your peeps and pals too!
P.S; pics from the setup below
For the 3rd at the Telephone Gallery I have used 1000+ post-it notes to cover the inside of the gallery. My original plan of covering the outside was stopped in its tracks by a policeman so I resorted to come out at night as usual and do the inside instead, away from the view of pedestrians and other creatures of the night.
With this exhibition I want to show how much we can waste, as a society and as a particular being in such a small amount of time. I wasted all these stickers in only a couple hours, for the wind to take them away when the door is opened. What can you waste over a few days? How do we waste our resources over the course of a year?
For the Telephone's second I created a net of biodegradable plastic bags to then proceed to cover the gallery with it. The wind helped me on this task, but also destroyed the piece in less than 5 minutes. The struggle turned the piece in what the last picture show, the mess through the broken window.
Unfortunately I was the only one able to experience the wind on this piece, but please visit my instagram if you'd like to see a video I posted of the piece in full swing.
You can see the plastic mess for about two weeks, until the council takes it away or someone else does.
For the first Telephone Gallery Show I will explore appropriation and text following my now defunct intent to pursue formal education.
I will fill the inside of the telephone booth with almost a hundred sheets of paper, with more or less writing from more or less famous writers and musicians. No theme is more important than the other, no words are made by man or woman, only humans.
Come round to visit this wonder of words.