I suppose I just needed some breathing space after assessment was done, but I think it's time to re-enter some form of public platform. (Even my Twitter feed has suffered a horrendous lack of attention, as a result of this media withdrawal.)
After our initial exhibition (goodness, that was way back in March!) and approximately one week before assessment, a group of us were crazy enough to put on a second opening, in the same space I'd used before.
When I'd taken down the work from Doodah, I did something ridiculous and inconvenient: instead of throwing away the huge bundle of tin foil I'd accumulated through making It's forgetting the words to your favourite song, I kept it. Every single bit of it.
Of course, I had a strategy. (She says convincingly)
In fact, it came in very handy for this next show.
Having put the foil through this first process (of using it to capture something 'solid'), I wanted to involve it in another process, in order to capture the first. A little long winded but - in essence - I wanted to document the material.
I knew immediately that the only thing which would satisfy me (and the material) would be to photocopy it. This mundane activity is something that has always excited my desire for beautiful (but accidental) compositions. All you need to do is press a button and you have an intriguing monochrome version of whatever you slid onto the photocopier's glass top. Foil is fantastic when photocopied - the light from the machine creates such contrasting tones when it hits the semi reflective material.
After a long time spent in the library, explaining to other students what on earth I was doing, while they waded through the sea of foil forming around me, I got the A3 copies bound neatly.
These are the installation shots:
