Tuesday, 29 July 2008
Monday, 28 July 2008
If you see the Light-Being, stop him and gently take his arm. Ask him if he remembers where he's been, if he knows where he's going. He may get shirty and slap your delicate chops with the back of his light-infused hand. Don't get angry. Don't retaliate. Plant a kiss on his face and suck on the light.
Oh Light-Being, Light-Being, where are you? We love you, we miss you! Where on earth will you turn up next . . ?
Wednesday, 23 July 2008
Tuesday, 22 July 2008
Click on and zoom out to 50% to best view these text images derived from early minimalist composition and painting, especially Glass, Reich, Rothko. I was interested in repetition and rigid structures both symbolically and visually. The solid blocks of repeated text create the impression of formality and rigour, but this is offset by the subject matter - water, light, flight, love, laughter - and the optical effect created by the patterning, which has a kind of light mesmeric quality. It's an attempt to at once ground and unsettle the viewer.
For example, the columns of "crow wing shine" have a solidity and structure to them (like a formal regiment of crows), but at the same time, the white spaces in between the heavy black text create a dazzling effect on the eye, immediately de-stabilising the rigid columns.
These are taken from a chapbook entitled "The Faithful City", available from:
afterlight at blueyonder dot co dot uk
Monday, 21 July 2008
Tuesday, 15 July 2008
Here he is. He's in all our towns and cities. He's the Limbo Kid, Bardo Boy, the Light-Being. He's our souls in transition, transmission, waiting incarnation. He's who we are in the before and after life.