Dusting off the paint stripper...

"The 1970s Were Here" Luton exhibition is in full flow now.  On Friday I added some of the first submissions to the walls, namely a new batch of photographs from Gwyn Williams, a couple of images from ex-Luton News columnist T.P. Kingston, as well as a pair of neck-ties of his. 

It will be interesting to hear from any visitors to the show who plan to pop their heads round the door each week as the exhibition expands.  By the end of April there should be a significant growth of items, and a greater transformation of the space.

It was a real pleasure to walk the TestBeds cohort around the show last Thursday, in what was part of a very interesting day based at the Hat Factory.  We were all able to share and discuss ideas in terms of our practice, which was brilliant.  I plan to crack on with one this weekend...  


Lucky me, over the weekend I have been removing multiple layers of paint from the main bannister of a staircase.  This lovely wooden item (see below) will form part of a wider body of work based on a documentative distillation of local life.  As a follow on to my recent curating experience, I am looking at building an alternative museum of town artefacts.  This bannister rail will become my 'Mace', the price of gold leaf permitting.

 
Steel wool, rubber gloves, an old pickle jar and the 'Family' section of the Saturday paper layed out in the front room can mean only one thing...

Steel wool, rubber gloves, an old pickle jar and the 'Family' section of the Saturday paper layed out in the front room can mean only one thing...

"Significant fumes and patience, combined with fiddly scraping has condemned me to an afternoon of controlled agony.  I trained as a painter on a Fine Art course, but this afternoon even I could see the lighter side of the fact that I am currently more adept at removing paint than applying it.  

To make up for this, I later drew a picture of the living room curtains in charcoal."