I Run
An Exhibition of Digital work, Text and Assemblage.
ADF Gallery, Belfast
February 4 – March 4, 2010.
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Dedication:
Wth thanks to Tim Howle for 7 pieces of music that inspired, sustained and gave me a great deal of joy.
Alien architecture:
Beside the M1 and the ring road in Belfast there are some buildings which fascinate me because they look like they might be from another time and another place. They remind me of the suburbs in the movies of Wenders and Fassbinder and Godard. So they have a magic about them. But they seem out of place here. I have shot footage of them over the last two years without knowing quite why or for what.
An Old Injury and A Fall:
One day, in the rain, I am twisting to lift my son Aaron from the car and my ankle gives way.Will I fall and drop him? Will I injure him? Will I knock myself out and leave him crying beside his unconscious daddy?
I wrote a short poem about that feeling of vulnerability.
Such catastrophic scenarios frequently flash through my mind; and not without some justification. On holiday in the Lake District in 2001 my ankle gives way when I am carrying Aaron’s brother Mercer and we stumble on a bank. With some kind of presence of mind I gently throw him up onto the path whilst I fall into the road.
I Run:
I pick up the child.
It is raining.
I run.
I slip.
I twist my foot.
I fall.
We die.
Blue Walls:
Around my sons’ school are sections of blue wall separated by railing. The blue ranges from a powdery sky blue to a dark, purply blue. Some of it pristine some of it water stained and bleached and crumbling.
Colour Blindness:
I structure the relation between text and background on the basis of two spectra: one travels from red to green, whilst the other travels from green to red. Somewhere in the middle they are both kind of brown. This structure can be seen most clearly in the Truth Tables, poster poems.
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