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following are experiments I've been dabbling in...
First here is my metal hand restraint, I'm not sure on what to do with it but it is very effective on limiting my finger movement. Almost as though it is a torture device, being unable to use that hand as normal is very unsettling and frustrating.
Then I made paper hands casted from my own. These are very delicate in their structure and are very powerful as an image if presented by themselves creating, in my opinion, a sense of decay. This week I have been searching for narrative as mentioned in my previous post, and so I've creating experimental situations for them. Any comments would be appreciated.
following are experiments I've been dabbling in...First here is my metal hand restraint, I'm not sure on what to do with it but it is very effective on limiting my finger movement. Almost as though it is a torture device, being unable to use that hand as normal is very unsettling and frustrating.
Then I made paper hands casted from my own. These are very delicate in their structure and are very powerful as an image if presented by themselves creating, in my opinion, a sense of decay. This week I have been searching for narrative as mentioned in my previous post, and so I've creating experimental situations for them. Any comments would be appreciated.
The letters are personalised with either 'Dear Les' or 'Dear John'. Dear Les refers to a relative on my father's side, a Halifax gunner and was shot down over Germany. John would be on my mother's side who was in the merchant Navy and was a fatality when the ship was sunk en-route to Singapore. The small copper plane we assume to have been made by John and is a treasured piece of family for my dad. In the photo's there is the MV Eurymedon, and the 158 squad in which Les is in...somewhere...unfortunatly it is the only photo of the squad that can be found so far so that blue sticker has to stay...I would have to raid my grandparents for any more...
The foot made of newspaper is incomplete and will be placed in situation such as one foot in the door and such referring the way newspapers are thrust into our lives...such as the one used here 'The new I' from the Independent 20p from the newsagents or free if you walk by Lime Street on Fridays around about 4.30pm.
The clenched fist is made of a religious hand out once again thrust into my hand as I walked down Church street funnily enough... I cut the hand out and organised it to be able to read chronologically though slightly obscure as words are divided or missing making it not so coherent. I really like this piece because I like the suggestions it makes on religion...determination, anger and confusion are the emotions I feel towards it. I also stuffed it with shredded paper influenced by Sachiko Abe employing discipline to further influence the responses of the viewer.
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