Tomfoolery

Me and Mr Winslow today carried on our extensive collaborative research into the mystical dimension of political art. By now we seem to have lost all coherence and relevance towards politics in anyway and are just doing stuff that makes us laugh a little bit inside.

Sadly, I have learned over time, anything that John and I laugh at, normally isn't funny and normally doesn't provoke a response from anyone. There are 10 steel Swans/Geese next to the canal. The original plan was to put them in suits and pop party hats on them all. This created a number of original problems, first of all, each party hat we found was 30p each. I doubt you reading this are as good at maths as I am, but let me break this down for you. 

1 x hat = £0.30

10 x hat = £3.00

£3.00 is quite frankly out of order, and thats not even taking into account the suits. 10 balloons however was about £1.20 so that was much more sympathetic to our needs. 

After this we discussed the social and moral implications of catching real ducks and making them blow up balloons. Being veggies one would think we would totally oppose this, however we felt that the statement made by a bunch of ducks with balloons on totally justified the sacrifice of said few ducks. This is our duck trap.

(its not really a trap, just imagine a duck trying to jump though)

-Jeffro

Political Art

After a while of wondering, and a short time further of slagging off Intermedia art at ECA, me and my good pal John Winslow ended up doing it for two weeks. From what I gathered, it would involve more sitting round "thinking" yet what I have discovered as it involves a lot of visits to farm foods, and even more trips back and forth to a dingy canal. 

Anyway, me and John are both vegetarians, and all stereotypes oblige. We love freeing stuff that isn't free, and telling you off for not freeing stuff, or not caring about stuff. Walking along the canal, we joked about drowning giraffes and other large animals so that parts of them would poke out (we are allowed to do this, if you eat meat you are not. fact.), we were told however that no littering was allowed which obviously meant a fuck off massive animal wouldn't be received to kindly by the council. This tickled our interest in the most useless of all art sorts, the fantastic and ever pointless political standpoint. 

We love liberation, and we hope this video inspires you to free something from corrupt tyrants near you. 

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Pouring paint on things is cool

Part two of the sculpture Im currently wasting my time over involved pouring paint over the stack of stuff I had conveniently and previously stacked. If anyone read the last post, they will be aware that I thought I may ruin it at this point, however I think it has worked out. Its drying overnight in the studios as I type, and if anyone of you knocks it over I will go akka. 

Anyway, Im using the wifes laptop and her music selection is poor at best, youtube will inevitably remove the sound due to me not giving a fuck about copyright laws and such, however if you see it with the music let it distract you from the slightly monotonous visuals. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jTcPyrPpu_M

Wham bam.

-Jeffro

i like things a lot

I've just got back to college after the christmas break, I obviously mean I've been here for a few weeks, however in relation to, lets say how old my nan is, its very recent. Anyway, I went to a badical lecture the other day that talked about formalism, and seeing as I just found out I'm dyslexic, and thus stimulated by visuals, I felt it time to embrace my visual stimulus and metaphorically hump the formal aspect of art with a passion, leaving the long winded thoughts and writing part to others, others that can spell words of 4 or more syllables. 

TO THE POINT, I wanted to make something minimal and stack it, and seeing as my attention span is overtly short, I immediately thought of jenga and stuck with it. I made best friends with the chap in the woodwork shop and asked him to cut about 13m of wood into 13.5cm long strips in order to make my long jenga sculpture. Im sure he loves me, and I hope I've made him appreciate the stagnance and monotonous nature of life, so I'm sure I've enriched him. 

Next week the idea is to grab a lovely tin of red dulux paint, pour it over my jenga tower, then build it upside down, the reason for this is to talk explicitly about the nature of building, the nature of stacking and the nature of materials at hand. At least, thats the justification going into my crit, really it's just because it will look like the paint has poured upwards, and I'll be able to laugh because gravity doesn't work like that and if it did, we'd all be dead HA HA HA HA HA. satire.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r5xvnPbig-A

theres a link to the video of me making my sculpture in which you can see my arse due to my scandalous shirt. no credit is given to Nina Sannes for this.

I'll post up the pictures when i've inevitably ruined it with paint.

-Jeffro