Chelin Miller kindly shared her film of ambrotypes (collodion on glass) being made at the NPG: it’s not the same as tin types (on metal). This includes me – at 1.38 – as one of the people talking about taking part at the NPG: I’ve already written something about this here – including more details …
I’ve produced a series of artworks sharing some of what I learnt about the Cycle of Life whilst my dad was dying. My dad wisely didn’t stop living just because the doctors told him that he was terminally ill. Like many doctors, I had thought I was something of an expert at dying. But then …
As I washed my dad’s dead body, I thought of how much of a Cycle of Life there is. How life cycles on and on. My dad must have washed me when I was a baby: his first child. I freshened him up through his time in the hospice. Just because he died, I wasn’t going to stop washing …
This digital collage is about what happened to my dad’s heartbeat when he took his last breath. I’m showing the sound and light and movement during the multimedia performance in the Showroom gallery. The image shows a colleague clapping my dad’s heartbeat (on the left) and me talking (on the right). On either edge are (white on …
This digital collage of Deathbed Skiing shows me talking into, walking and standing alongside one of the Showroom Korean ‘machines’ that underpinned ‘Dawn Breaks’ (the ‘story bus’). The words I said are here. When my dad was so near death that he’d stopped talking, he got out of his bed. People that close to death don’t get out of …
This is a very brief summary of my Praxis Forum submission. Praxis Forum put out an open call for visual artists who are interested in collaboration and in pushing the boundaries of their artistic practice. Applications from disabled artists were especially welcome. There is to be a year-long programme of monthly peer mentoring forums, including peer crits, discussions, …
These are the words I used in the multimedia performance of Ultimate Living, with some of the images: Ultimate Living: Often. in the hospice. I washed my dad. Freshening him up through the day. Just because he has died, I’m not going to stop. He must have washed me ALL OVER like this when I was a small baby. …
Here are the words I said at the multimedia performance of Last Breath / Heartbeat at the Showroom gallery Heartbeat: I knew Straight away When my dad took His LAST BREATH. I stood up. Put my hand on his chest. And now. I’m confused. Cos his Heart. Is Beating. Fast. And Strong. Keeping going. Keeping going. …