handmademachines

Continuing to work on 3D prints, pushing the printing to the edge of its parameters. By exploring the potential of the process, the unexpected happens. The outcomes are unlike those on the screen but are no less interesting. The latest works are at the far end of the settings - 0 fill, 0 support and its parameters are set at 1. Who knows what will happen as the work starts to gain some form of fragility in line with the human hand and in some way celebrates the unknown. This year’s Latitude was fun – highlights include the glorious Pulp, the hypnotic Tinariwen, dancing to the always fantastic disco shed and singing along to Beatles Dub Club – hilarious. Onto screens - Asteroid City was glorious and yet strangely tiring with the excessive details in the costumes, sets and the clever script – both the words themselves and the general story – a must see. Songwriter, the 2018 documentary about Ed Sheeran is stunningly beautiful – mesmerizing when songs are created from almost nothing it’s a little like magic. Next up the 2023 documentary Sum of it All.  Just getting into Champion – lots to think about all accompanied by a great soundtrack.

stuffallpiledupbutfordifferentreasons

Working on a new approach to creating 3D prints. Looking at the structural opportunities available when exploring fill without creating surfaces. I was struck by the intriguing imagery created when working with the software that you use to create the structures, ready to be printed. I use a combination of SketchUp, 3D printer and PrusaSlicer, this is then worked on in Photoshop. Using PrusaSlicer, as an image generator rather than just the software to make 3D prints. The images created explore the liminal space of the 3D experience – the image, the object, and the image of the object. It’s both there and not there. An afternoon of breathing in – 3 shows in London full of stuff all piled up but for different reasons – Keifer at White cube – piles of so much stuff piled very high and culled from a gigantic archive seemingly without much editing, Ibon Aranberri at Raven Row – piles of stuff, carefully organised after being shown in a different configuration elsewhere. RESOLVE Collective at the Curve Barbican – piles of stuff, piled up after the artist’s felt disparaged by the systems the work sat within. 3 piles of stuff all piled up but for different reasons.  Onto screens - Master gardener – theatrical slightly all-over the place. Beau is afraid – a terrifying insight into a terrified mind. Was about to give up on Barry around the beginning of season 2 when the blood and brutality was getting all too much but so glad to of worked through that as season 4 was gloriously excellent – the tonal shift from dark humour to almost cartoon was genius and the culmination in episode 8 was so clever, the writing had me unsure of everything as the story spun off into several realities, often at once.

tellmeaboutgreatness

Back from a short and yet somehow extended trip out of this sad Brexit filed country over to France and then Finland. Spending time with 'foreigners' is challenging. They ask questions like What is going wrong in Britain? Don't you like us anymore? With a bemused air of confusion. I find it best to start any conversation with an apology for being English. Johnson is seen as a fool child and we implicated along with him for encouraging and supporting him, there is little understanding of why we, the public put up with the constant obvious lying. Best to keep a distance from all of the nonsense but it's difficult when our very existence somehow represents all this. Meanwhile, as ever Marseille was glorious, bright blue skies and wondrous food. Dropped into the Frac which had some interesting work by Hamish Fulton but I felt was poorly hung. An old friend 60th birthday party was the focus of the break - great wine and food and dancing to music - live and recorded late into the morning. It all made for a fantastic experience - it's a reason for living. The setting up and taking down felt communal with a chance to catch up with friends from the past. Helsinki was all about the Biennale - we had tickets 2 years ago, but Government rules around Covid put a stop to that. Helsinki itself was extraordinary - clean, spacious, and full of great design, large and expansive second-hand shops, clean, wide streets, cheap efficient public transport with swimming and saunas all around. They have a truly amazing library, that felt like a utopian ideal with recording studios to hire, booths with gaming devices, a huge area that was a maker space, superb seating and full of light. Well designed, expansive tube stations transported you at speed, cleanly and on time to yet another museum or art gallery where the focus was always on celebrating Finland's rich heritage. The Biennale took place on an island, with every artist addressing the environmental impact of humans on this planet in a way that was rich and open. Why wouldn't you when you have such stunning landscape all around. Ham has a giant seagull on its entrance, a warning sign of the vicious birds beadily eyeing your food around the docks and port. Inside I saw thoughtful commissioning work, again around environmental issues. Out on a 20-minute tube ride to Esposito was the glorious EMMA which has a collection of glassware, crafts, and textiles, displayed so cleverly. The temporary show by Pierre Huyghe was equal parts distressing and all consuming. In the accompanying video interview, he talks about queerness in a way that, is at the true root of its meaning. He is making important, unsettling work that truly makes you think. A visit to Helsinki's modern fully equipped art school, which has dedicated studios for the lectures - now there's an idea, was again eye opening, again it felt like somehow England has been left behind. It was located just down the road from a partially repurposed meat market where the easy-going bars nestle with the existing meat wholesalers. Reindeer sausages and tinned bear meat anybody? I would recommend Helsinki to anyone, although there was a lot of impressive stairs so I'm unsure about access. 

And finally, did I mention that it didn't get dark! Strangely disorienting at first but you get used to it walking around at 1 in the morning with a very slight orange dusk in the air. I'm sure I will be back as I only touched the surface on what is on offer.  

winningai

The Synthetic Anatomy Module at Kings has won an Education innovation Award from the Anatomical Society for an Integrated Innovative Anatomy Teaching Module. We are good – congratulations to Dr Mandeep Gill Sagoo (Team Lead, King's College London), Professor Richard Wingate, Professor Kawal Rhode and Dr Leigh Wilson. I’m deep into Chat GPT and its wondrous possibilities. Working with it to create work for Moon to Moon, in Lowestoft for the firstlight festival. Asked to develop a response to a poem written by George Szirtes It was an interesting exercise to submit the text into ChatGPT - I was fascinated that it deconstructed the poetry, taking out the poetic and making it fairly numbing. Meanwhile in my teaching capacity its assessment assessment assessment time – judging people is a thing. Onto screens - Paint – the discussion after when trying to work out why this doesn’t work is probably more interesting than the film itself – misjudged. John Wick 4 – 1000 more ways to creatively kill people. And then there was Succession – the gloriously devastating ending for all. 

walkingandlookingandoing

a great day on Saturday working on the art path with the Norfolk and Norwich Festival – as part of my workshop participants were asked what they would create a monument to. The results were generous and thoughtful.  I created several temporary interventions which were sited alongside the ones I ‘found’. The map is of the walk and the images some of my favourite answers to questions.  onto screens – The Mother – we may have been here before. Guy Richie’s The Covenant – a video game. Best Man – oh dear. To Catch a Killer – disturbing comment on why it’s like it is. One Ranger – great to spot local sights, the docks in Ipswich, Suffolk CC offices and a space at Bentwaters, Martlesham. Return to Seoul – a tragic stillness, beautifully shot and so sad. Inside – a biblical parable makes for a strange, distant film, the most fun is identifying the art.  

ourparentsfacesinours

A trip back to Coventry to attend my aunt’s funeral was just sad. Visits to various cemeteries was grounding as ever – the past rushing up to the present day. I loved that my dad’s neighbour, whom I have never met said he saw the face of Pauline and Tony, my parents, in mine  Player Piano the latest exhibition at The Artstation in Saxmundham was thoughtfully awesome https://theartstation.uk/exhibition/player-piano/   The range of work and the depth of research and thinking embedded within them was impressive. I particularly liked the oddly disturbing sculpture by Kumbirai Makumbe, the video piece by Catinca Malaimare and the small delicate tiles by Kara Chin. It was great to see such innovative work down the road. the onto screens –  How to blow up a pipeline explained how to blow up a pipeline. Escape room: Tournament of Champions was basically about a tournament based in an escape room for champions. Deep into Succession which is about so many things but mainly the venal nature of power. Ghosted the usual but done well. The Guard was witty and irreverent. AKA was standard gansta double double cross material. Death Roulette had a lot going on but in so many directions. 23 walks attempted to tackle some stuff we don’t talk about, not bad. photo of two sisters my mum, Pauline and her sister Diane, Di.

 

randomasawayofbeing

Where to start – Berlin – one of my favorite European cities – the most unhinged, random truly-out there place. I was there for Berlin Art Weekend with my son Bob Bicknell Knight who had a show at Number 1 Main Road Gallery. Cycling through the city examples of casual, spontaneous acts opened up in front of me – my favorites were the insane huge mass barbecue in Lichtenberg Park on a sunny day, the seemingly 24 hour club on wasteland in the Elsenbrucke Bridge and the I-think-I-will-live-here-settlement along the Flutgraben, a tributary of the Spree in the Lohmuhleninsel district - glorious. I saw so many extraordinary works of art in fantastic places steeped in layers of history – just space for the highlights as I went to around 20 spaces - where to start….. Gropius Bau had an inciteful group show Re-navigating the Afrasian sea and Notions of Diaspora. A stunning VR experience by Sim Chi Yin allowed me to light up the digital space whilst watching the world collapse. Daniel Boyd created an unbelievable experience by covering walls and windows with mirrors and holes that both revealed and concealed as you walked through the rooms.  Salome Chatriot’s paintings at Office Impart disturb in all the right ways, the video We Empty Ourselves and Accelerate the Hatching’ is mesmerizing. Photography during the Holocaust at the Museum of photography was, as expected fairly harrowing. The line that stayed with me was on a Nazi poster – Entry for Jews is Forbidden….Isn’t it wonderful to be just by ourselves!’ – all a little Brexit familiar. La Horde at the Julia Stoschek Foundation was an opportunity to re-think dance, the videos were full of energy. Cao Fei at Spruth Magers was truly mind blowing – the whole experience got me rethinking what I know. MatryoshkaVerse the video exploring the Russian/Chinese theme park on the Inner Mongolia border was extraordinary. The VR experience RMB City has amazing detail and the ability to pick up objects and examine them closely. Human Is, the group show at the Schinkel Pavillon, a stunning space, had Ian Cheng’s Emissary Sunsets The Self – just fantastic. Win McCarthy, Karen Lamassonne and Martin Wong at KW Institute had some highlights. Karen’s very odd novella type film was eccentrically bizarre. Martin’s history and excessive body of work was so insightful and disturbingly necessary today. Win had a great concept set out in such a stylish way.