minerals

Yesterday morning we went to the Natural History Museum in London. The first weekend after the lockdown. Tickets needed to be booked in advance. Normally I wouldn't even consider visiting at the weekend, it's always horribly busy. But not today. We walked in and it was wonderful to experience the space so empty. The busy... Continue Reading →

Feeding the Senses in Lockdown London

I am sharing here some stills taken from a video I filmed on Friday. This was part of a field trip I organised for my 'Expanded Animation' students. I wanted us to get away from the computer screens, from the clinical environment of the campus, which is currently a rather ghostly and underwhelming space. It... Continue Reading →

Ophelia in the Looking Glass

Here is a little moving glimpse into Ophelia's world behind the mirror, or is it a computer screen? We followed Ophelia as she drowned herself inside a bowl of soup as if it were a lake, during her last supper. After that the shadow Ophelia travelled into the darkness of Candid Arts Club underworld, dressed... Continue Reading →

The Transparent Senses

How do we relate with our close ones when they are far, unreachable, and displayed to us through a flat screen designed to keep us safe, at distance? We see them, we talk to them, the information flow passes between us, courtesy of our advanced digital world. But how do we really keep in touch... Continue Reading →

Underwater Ophelia

We know that Ophelia drowned, she took a plunge into a large soup bowl, where wild flowers floated, making her departure from this world rather aesthetically pleasing. She has been washed out elsewhere, into a world I am trying to understand, for reasons I am also trying to understand. But before that, briefly, she appeared... Continue Reading →

Shadow Ophelia

Having left Ophelia, dressed in white like a bride, as she drowned herself in a bowl of floating blossoms, in the middle of the lush Kensal Green cemetery in May 2018, she was briefly spotted again in Candid Arts Centre on 22nd February 2019. This time she was all in black and she was enclosed... Continue Reading →

Fruits of Willesden Junction

On Friday I had the pleasure of meeting up with some of the members of the Willesden Junction Poets' group, brought together by Rose Rouse, for a project supported by Brent 2020 culture fund. It's been a joy drifting along the sprawling pathways of Willesden Junction, experiencing the place through their eyes, as various plants... Continue Reading →

New Normalities in Wormwood

There is something about those sweltering hot days, as the air stands still, enveloping us by a sense of unreality or hyperreality, like moving around one of those pictures in "frozen time effect". Something about the different time scales being out of synch with each other. The whole experience of walking with Steve yesterday felt... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑