I’m a hoarder. No joke. I like to collect free stuff; I’ve sharpened my eye to be able to detect free printed material in the same style as a shark smelling blood. I hone in on it like the terminator.
This is the ‘art’ I make when I’m in a good mood. Its what I enjoy making, random collages with little or no meaning. I see these pieces like dreams, I let them compose themselves.
When looking for an image I look for a couple things. Makes me laugh. References to some obscure film/tv series/ meme. Disturbingly weird. Drug / alcohol references, stuff I like, just plain cool. Nice patterns/ textures. And most common of all- it gives me that spidey sense.
Once I’ve cut out all the pieces, I lay them on the floor and whatever ones draw my eye I pick them and stick them down. These aren’t completely random as I do choose what and where, judging on its surroundings if an image fits right, but generally speaking these make themselves. I’m just a conduit.
'First'
'Memory'
`Girls House'
'Nightmare'
'Cheap'
'Lundun'
I made this in Lundun. Everything in it is from lundun. This is how the first day there feels to someone from a small industrial town. See that hand written stuff with blue pen on lined paper? I found that out on the street at one in the morning. You think londons one of these places were its always busy, but wait late enough and its just as much a ghost town as Edinburgh.
Don’t get lost there.
this is just stage one of these pieces lives. More to come.... when i get the time. (:
