Berlin

It has been a week now, and straight from the plane to bed to work. Berlin was excellent, I wished I had gone for longer and I got to explore the city by myself on a few afternoons. Jess took me around and we didn't really leave the eastern part of the city as she resides in Ostbahnhof, which is literally walking distance from the good places to go out. We also went to more historical areas as well as the artistic ones and to a few flea markets and the such. I think the only day I sleep before 5am was the last night. Club Renata involved as much time in the queue to get in as being there. It was pretty good - a huge house converted in a club with pure electronica and nothing else. Bliss. It was cold, I have a memories of Jess and I sitting outside lots of places - including a cafe in Oranienburger were the owners kindly left out blankets for smokers and their companions. A man freely walking around the U-Bahn with a grey parrot, people who thought it was alright to dress head to toe in orange and yellow and a busker with the sign 'My Grandma has been taken by ninjas, need money for karate lessons'. 

Out on the wiley windy moors...

I have now sorted out my submission for Pick n Mix magazine.

Cathy by the Sea

And so the explosive nature of Cathy continues. I have also discovered through my reading the poem 'Wuthering Heights' by Sylvia Plath. I would think of intergrating this in, but I'm trying to keep the outcome as simple as possible. There is nothing like looking like a complete idiot when taking the maximum amount of time to explain something to someone.

Cathy by the sea

I took Cathy to the sea, on a spotless blue sky day and photographed her. Like the moors pictures I will put these up a bit later when I get them back (I really should get a high res camera). Both pictures were in good weather, which makes me think I should also take some photographs in the dark or during bad weather, just to get the more haunting element of Wuthering Heights. I am also going to add text and work on the smaller Cathy pieces.
Came across a Model Village - Rosie and I

marvelled at the small houses...the bizarre add-on sheds which contained dolls, toys and more, the gnomes put in at places. It was something out of The League of Gentlemen, which I suppose made it more of a curious thing. 

I think my submission is now going to involve a series of photographs and scans, charting the haunting of Cathy, both small and large and also an introduction with a quote from the song and book with both authors acknowledged. The explosive nature of the piece will be through the persistance of Cathy and the relevant quotes. 

Mini Cathy

Pick n Mix

I think someone must have seen me create this and thought - ha, let's give her work now. It's still unpaid though.

Yesterday I went to the 'Psycho Buildings' exhibition at the Hayward, which is very good, in particular the piece by Rachel Whiteread and the boating piece by Gelitin. You felt like you could almost float off the edge of the gallery. Instead, I could hardly row. Rosie and I had to be rescued, which involved a rope being throw out to us and then been hauled in.