I guess this is good. The stuff is just me. The problem is its so me that I’m protective of it. I don’t want anyone to know.
Perhaps, however, if they did know the stories of the work, it would help them to appreciate said work. A title provides context, but is it enough? Do my titles need to be more revealing? Do my descriptions need to be more in-depth?
Or can I provide a hint and a little bit of context and rely on you to enjoy it anyway?
Everything I Know About Him
spent matches, collected circles, text on trace, war used binoculars, rusted soap dish.
Do I have to tell you who ‘him’ is and what it is I know?
Thursday evening saw the opening of Relics Of Attachment Part II. Yes, it was Valentines Day, and oh how romantic it was. We couldn’t have asked for a better turn out. The event was a huge success and we are very grateful to the 28 artists that took part and everyone else that was involved in this project.
Cooper Gallery Project Space
The preview ran from 5 til 7 and was heavily attended. We have received very positive feedback about the exhibition which runs until the 2nd of March.
Our friends and fellow artists have been a great help in this process. Harriette baked brownies for the occasion, and a group of my old friends made a surprise appearance. The middle image below shows Liam Dunn performing a reading from his ‘Fuckist Manifesto’, which was also a great success and brought another dimension to the evening.
We were able to exhibit a wide selection of work in varying mediums. A lot of work went into this project, from the small details of what wine to serve to the larger tasks of making the accompanying publication. The five of us on the Relics team have had a hectic few months.
Perhaps we can sleep now… oh wait, there’s that Degree Show thing coming up…
Sentimentality in materiality. What am I going on about now?
People are constantly trying to keep hold of the past. We assign memories and significance to objects, allowing them to represent events in our lives. Having a physical reminder of something provides comfort and reassurance that we did something, we saw someplace or we knew someone. Memory is not enough. Its odd really, and sort of a luxury. We accumulate all this unnecessary tac, give it power.
Would you notice if these things were gone? Do you look at them daily? Or is it just a comfort that you still have that old concert ticket stub? The memory itself is fading so the object is used to keep it alive somehow. Perhaps its even vanity. To prove you’re a certain type of person. Your ‘things’ can say a lot about you, and therefore its a selective process in deciding what to surround yourself in.
Personally I’m overly sentimental. I have a good memory for colour and image. This is handy, but can be annoying and provoke a lot of overanalysis. Getting ready in the morning would be a lot less of an ordeal if I didn’t attach memory so freely. I can look at any article of clothing in my wardrobe and instantly recall its triumphs and downfalls. I’ll use this as an excuse for my constant need to buy new clothes. But never throwing away the old ones of course.
This is all just musing really. About the importance placed on often unnecessary material objects. How people tie themselves to their ‘things’ whether the things themselves are valuable or not. Bellow is a photograph of a few of my possessions. I’ve covered some up and even though their appearance is hidden their sentiment is unchanged to me. Its not for aesthetic value that we collect and horde, but for personal comfort. Three of those objects are second hand. Which addresses another habit of mine. Being nostalgic about times I have not even lived through. Talk about clinging onto the past…