‘And on returning to the house everything took on new meaning, each object screamed of the emptiness her loss had left. The dirty plate with toast crumbs in the sink, which she had planned to wash on her return, became a holy relic. The sewing box a shrine to the ripped knees and lost buttons of adventures had, and her jewellery an archive of the stories of her past. Even the dust on the windowsills and the patterns on the net curtains became a museum to the beautiful everyday of a life lived.’
Remembering Margaret is a body of work created after the sudden death of the artist’s grandmother-in-law, Margaret-Rose. Moved by the intimacy of sorting through Margaret’s possessions and the magic of the objects to hold the stories of her life, a process of obsessive documentation unfolded.
The resulting series mixes cyanotype print with family photographs, playing with the alchemy of the light, object and memory with deep blues and painterly gestures.
Laura de Moxom
I’m a graphic designer and illustrator. I like to allow the computer to restrict the way I draw, essentially using circles and squares as the foundations of my work, so that the drawing process becomes like an act of problem solving. I have a rather morbid sense of humour that I like to inject into my work. I like to to aim for a reaction somewhere between disgust and amusement, so that hopefully you’re smiling and laughing while your stomach churns slightly.
Thank you to the Jelly for their support and the fabulous Open For Art 2016 http://jelly.org.uk/
My mentor, my friend, my inspiration: you were the person who taught me more about drawing in an afternoon than all the years studying at art school ever did… If you were here, you would have been part of The Engine Room. In fact you were The Engine Room. So this project is for you…
(August 1934 – May 2008)
Written by Lisa-Marie Gibbs
To make a simple sandwich you need two slices of bread. Some butter. Cheese and ham.
I have all those ingredients. Usually, when I wake up I go straight to the kitchen. I make a cup of tea or black coffee and start multitasking tirelessly.
I always toast bread. Toast is healthier and since I can remember (and my memory is unfortunately good) I have never had untoasted bread. What’s the rush anyway, it only takes a few seconds and it tastes better and healthier.
My friends always seem to have issues with the way I make sandwiches.
So what, I spread the butter starting from the middle and then in no particular pattern or direction. Still, all I’m doing is spreading butter on toast. Same outcome.
So what, I don’t bother carefully cutting the ham in a certain shape that it covers the bread equally. If I can eat a sandwich with more ham in the middle than in the corners, then so be it. My sandwich.
It takes me less than five minutes to make a sandwich.
I like sandwiches.
I really want one right now.
I’m so hungry.
I haven’t eaten today.
I didn’t manage to make myself get out of bed.
Pages From An Eating Disorder Diary are taken from Simon’s time spent at Erleigh Road Clinic where he was later diagnosed as Autistic. Simon is currently working on an autobiographical graphic book about Asperger’s Syndrome/ Autism and co morbids.
The body alien.
A sequence in which I interrogate myself on the representation, recreation and regurgitation of the body as an artist and a human being.
‘Trying to put the colour right in a world in ruin, embellishing freedoms in gender identity and recreating self to free the soul and re – emerge in a brave new world. Feeling as a child and then re – emerging as an adult combating prejudice and for building a new world. Protecting child and gay rights in heterosexual blue.’