A clichéd phrase, ‘brilliant minds think alike’. Something that’s true, granted but something that is also easy. It’s an easy excuse for plagiarism and for making normal folk feel more intelligent than they actually are.
I like linking things. I used to play a game where I would take some object and try and link it to something completely different, usually trying to do this with ten ‘steps’. This would entail applying all my pop culture and trivia knowledge and was wonderfully fun, for me anyway.
I’m not sure if I included this in a blog but for a while now I’ve had a ‘link’ story which enjoy telling people – linking An American Werewolf in London with Withnail and I via Harry Potter.
It goes as follows: In the Potter books a metaphor used for the demonization of gay people and HIV sufferers is the werewolf. The books mention of these people being outcasts, having a misunderstood virus, not being allowed to teach etc. In the classic John Landis film the Businessman is attacked at Tottenham Court Road underground station. In Withnail and I Withnail lies to Uncle Monty saying I is a ‘toilet-trader’ and was arrested on Tottenham Court Road.
And now what has happened? JK Rowling, in this new book, has the three main characters randomly turning up in Tottenham Court Road.
Maybe I’m seeing links that aren’t there – well, they are there, but maybe I’m placing too much importance on coincidence. But that’s how most things happen. Life on earth is a random coincidental thing.
R B Grange
19/07/2007
Soundspace
I am wondering if I need to create or find a space where I may exhibit or create 'sound work'. What this work will be I don't know but I feel that it is something nessesary for my to do. I know the beginnings of the work that I shall place there, but where shall there be?
If this blog is for my writing I would be happy if I had a place to showcase my talking. The two spaces could easily overlap. I may speak something in one and transcribe it in another, or write something in one and read it in the other.
My writing style and mode of talking are quite different, I'd like to think, but we shall see.
R B Grange
If this blog is for my writing I would be happy if I had a place to showcase my talking. The two spaces could easily overlap. I may speak something in one and transcribe it in another, or write something in one and read it in the other.
My writing style and mode of talking are quite different, I'd like to think, but we shall see.
R B Grange
08/07/2007
'kissingcousins'
Went to the Henry Moore Institute today to hand in a CV. Seeing has how the one sent through the post was not answered, I thought giving this up-dated one might help.
I'd attended the main exhibition with Clare earlier this week; A Richard Deacon, two Tony Craggs and someone else's work were one show in supposed reaction to an 'ancient' bit of sculpture. I had noticed online that there was a selection of modernist works on show but I was unable to find these with Clare, in truth I didn't look that hard and it.
Today (06/07) I did manage to to find the exhibition 'kissingcousins'. Two constructed shelf type units had the majority of the work on. 'Playfully' constructed one might call them, like something found in the Early Learning Centre - large painted wooden platforms with works nestling snugly in corners and on plains.
The work itself was broad including a Duchamp, an Arp and a small Deacon sketch. I had a lovely hesitant conversation with the attendant in which we discussed big and little work, where one sits in a gallery to look at work and the heat.
I noted earlier that one able to approach the Head Curator of Leeds Art Gallery (I thought it was Leeds City Art Galleries, but maybe I was wrong) on exhibiting work - a comforting concept as I am feeling quite out of touch with the contemporary art scene in Leeds and everywhere.
Something called 'Night Light' put a bulletin up on my myspace about needing an artist to install themselves in Holy Trinity (by the station). The bulletin told me I was able to check-out their blog to see more details. I clicked the link but it directed me to my old blog, which was nice - but I don't think that's what they intended to do. I had forgotten I had added them. I am now puzzling to how they got my profile. I think it must have been through Harry. Even as I write this I am reminded of his over active creation of art; it's nothing sentimental or interesting - the light coming through the window has split on my pad.
R B Grange
I'd attended the main exhibition with Clare earlier this week; A Richard Deacon, two Tony Craggs and someone else's work were one show in supposed reaction to an 'ancient' bit of sculpture. I had noticed online that there was a selection of modernist works on show but I was unable to find these with Clare, in truth I didn't look that hard and it.
Today (06/07) I did manage to to find the exhibition 'kissingcousins'. Two constructed shelf type units had the majority of the work on. 'Playfully' constructed one might call them, like something found in the Early Learning Centre - large painted wooden platforms with works nestling snugly in corners and on plains.
The work itself was broad including a Duchamp, an Arp and a small Deacon sketch. I had a lovely hesitant conversation with the attendant in which we discussed big and little work, where one sits in a gallery to look at work and the heat.
I noted earlier that one able to approach the Head Curator of Leeds Art Gallery (I thought it was Leeds City Art Galleries, but maybe I was wrong) on exhibiting work - a comforting concept as I am feeling quite out of touch with the contemporary art scene in Leeds and everywhere.
Something called 'Night Light' put a bulletin up on my myspace about needing an artist to install themselves in Holy Trinity (by the station). The bulletin told me I was able to check-out their blog to see more details. I clicked the link but it directed me to my old blog, which was nice - but I don't think that's what they intended to do. I had forgotten I had added them. I am now puzzling to how they got my profile. I think it must have been through Harry. Even as I write this I am reminded of his over active creation of art; it's nothing sentimental or interesting - the light coming through the window has split on my pad.
R B Grange
02/07/2007
Line through the middle
I have been unable 'to blog' recently due to my arrival home, departure back to London, my arrival back at home and my departure for Cambridge. But now I am settled and am writing up my work on destroying Tatlin’s Monument to the Third International. I do not think my blog is the best place to write about the subject so I shall not. I will, however, impart that the obliteration of the object is merely part of fiction. A fiction over which P B Reynolds holds complete control so it’s just an excuse for him to belittle me.
This blog is about a function I recently found on Microsoft Word. One now has the ability to cross words out. To place a line through the middle of them. I find this fascinating; when writing one is able to discredit the validity of statements made as soon as they are written. It does not get rid of the words, one can still read them, but gives them a dubious and uncertain nature, something completely new, I think, to the written word.
Unfortunately I am unable to find the function on this computer.
R B Grange
This blog is about a function I recently found on Microsoft Word. One now has the ability to cross words out. To place a line through the middle of them. I find this fascinating; when writing one is able to discredit the validity of statements made as soon as they are written. It does not get rid of the words, one can still read them, but gives them a dubious and uncertain nature, something completely new, I think, to the written word.
Unfortunately I am unable to find the function on this computer.
R B Grange
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