Thursday, October 22, 2009

Brown box boat






Okay, brown box cardboard is not easy to work with (in my view anyway). Pablo Picasso obviously knew what he was doing when he made his cardboard Guitar, needless to say I think his use of cardboard in the piece was very smooth and sophisticated. It's strange, cardboard boxes look quite sturdy but when I started to rip them apart I found them quite fragile, easily rippable, breakable. Anyway, Day 1 was spent drawing a fry pan and a metal/machine like object (the latter Eduardo Paolozzi had found in Leith and donated to the school and I happened to pick off the table unknowingly - how cool is that!) with the aim of integrating them into one object. Day 2 was spent designing and making maquettes, and yes, my maquette did actually look like a fry pan, well, it also kind of looked like something between a sting ray and a craft ready to embark into outer space. Day 3 was "make it big" and as doing the "big sting ray" was not working so smoothly, I modified the design, flipping the base into more of a boat like shape. Somehow, I think I succeeded in making a sculpture akin to Noah's ark. Yes I confess, the likeness to Noah's ark was unintentional, all I can think is that I had been thinking about shelter all week and maybe those thoughts had worked their way subconsciously into the sculpture.

Monday, October 5, 2009

The Shore


On a windy Monday last week, class was spent out at the Shore gathering "information" on co-existence. The days that followed were used to push the ideas further through lino prints and collage (above). For some unknown reason, I was attracted to a set of handles bolted to old wood, overlooking the water. Perhaps it was the contrast of the smoothness of the handles to the rough, graininess of the wood, or these elements co-existing against the ever-changing surface of the water. Trying to capture the quality of the water was difficult to say the least. Sometimes the wind would lap elliptical shapes into it, sometimes peaklike, sometimes short little choppy strokes. We have this saying now in class about woody wood, peoply people, watery water or one of my favourites has been the bootiness of boots. I think I managed to capture the woodiness of the wood and hopefully the wateriness of the water. This week we are looking at Visual Communication further and it's doing my head in a bit. I think the subject I've chosen is a bit troublesome - I'm trying to tie the waxing and waning of a person's life with the crescendo/decrescendo of noise, so I will see how that goes.