When an Essay is needing to be done, everything else gets put on the back burner, but before I explain all my progress, I shall unravel, the nightmarish tales of why I havn't been able to write in this Journal of mine.
Well I was sick, so laid in Bed watching Dick Strawbridge and "its not easy being green" (one of my loves eco stuff). Then when got better started on my essay planning it so cleaned my room, and found a pen-one of my favourites, imagine a Parker Pen engraved as pretty as a quil, this was the biro alternative, I was so happy, then it leaked; and went everywhere, all over my desk, and all my new goodies from DSA (disabled students allowance. So Ironically whilst planning my essay it actually hindered me quite significantly, and pen leaked all over my mac, so the nice white mac went grey. Surprisingly it worked, so I did my essay and continued to watch random TV, as my essay was all about how we see the world through TV, so watching "Family Guy" was research- well.. pretty much... I have joined a church so takes up alot of my time, but its a blessing. So whilst away at church, I left my mac that was getting a bit strange.I got back to my little now clean if A little ink stained room, and mac didn't come back; he died, so I lost my essay. In this same week about 2 weeks after the ink incident, My eye went strange I couldn't see very well, so Getting on with anything seem to be a nightmare. But there is a happy ending, I got my essay re written in A day, my eye got better DSA, can provide me with a mac hopefully, and I'm feeling better and can see, if a little heart broken,- but thats a different tale about cowardness.
So I'm free from distractions as I don't have any entertainment as my Mac contained lots of fun stuff, so I have the Radio to keep me company, and books, so I'm getting project work in order again.
Last time we met, I was speaking about awkwardness, I'm still experimenting with that, and documenting it in a little collage book, that i'm editing in all the fancy adobe programs at uni so it looks professional so I can have a lovely professional looking copy, that I can possibly sell or at least show publishers. The book shall contain all the little subjects I've been survielling (is that a word), in different forms, either by collaging found imagery of photographs and little doodles, its alot more ambitious than I first Imagined, this still relates to my love of collage chaos and Tom Waits.
I chose to look and perform as Tom Waits in the film "Waiting for Waits" where I ask Tom questions as I act like him, and I shall experiment with acting like him in our final show, and by using projectors and film collage to get an almost live film and performance then that can be shown for the rest of the assessment week.
My love of chaos comes from, how my mind works. I have dyspraxia, which means I can do fancy things and extremely different things like sing and be imaginative fine, but the simple things like walking, any general normal co-ordination things motor skills are extremely weak, My friends get very annoyed by how I tend to walk in to them, I can only just ride a bike, but would never ride round here in manchester, and took me a long time to figure out shoe laces, and my memory is terrible. Teachers think I don't listen because i'm easily distracted, so I doodle because If i'm using one side of my brain, for one thing then I can listen better because I over think, yet alot of the time, my thoughts aren't co-herant when I speak so I mumble, this isn't me being down its just honest. So I guess I think to much yet don't THINK enough. I love how artists like Chritian Marclay and Rebecca Horn, using humour,music and chaos, yet make beautiful thought provoking work by making coherant ideas from, what other artists may consider waste, Like broken records or Instruments. The idea using old products and recycling them to make new work, like Tom Waits, for Tom Waits everything is an instrument "Swordfish Trombones" one of his seminal albums had a wide range of strange things creating un heard yet earthly honest sounds. I think because my mind works in strange ways, I see things in the world people wouldn't see, so when walking I may just day dream and think things on the lines of "the space, the bridge by the union makes the shape we shouldn't see the neagtive space is far more interesting than the bridge its self", and using things most people wouldn't usually think of the things people miss or would avoid like making un-avoidable awkward situations, I hate them, yet thrive on them sometimes, if its people I don't know, its fun to be a fool, like being in lifts and singing.
I love music and at the moment I'm Buying records sampling them, by lots of means, making percussion tracks from cutting and taping records together, making new instruments from the record players, similar to marclay, but hopefully more coherant, these will help me. there going to be a backing band for me singing and playing the harp, Im also making inventions that can automatically play the harp. The cracks and scraps and slow hum will create an atmosphere, a juxtaposed back drop for the harp, these will create an instalation possibly, I'm still dancing around with those kind of ideas.
The records are random ones I've never seen before that I shall recycle making new covers from the original artwork, Its like a fake bands, call it Manequin maybe I don't know, its ambitious, so it will be produced whilst im back in norfolk whilst im editing this Journal.
I think thats everything, lots of experiment, but I'm going to develope and finish at least one project to a High standard, righto, I'm gonna go and write these songs for the project, can't do the records backing tracks just yet but shall do.
Performance in real life, using real materials, experience and real time