Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Rubbish Sculpture
This too in Norfolk… a ‘rubbish sculpture’. I presume it is to collect the plastic, non-biodegradable materials from spoiling the coastline. I felt inspired to add a favourable blog on this in the hope it might maroon itself on a mind and be repeated on a ‘defaced’ beach somewhere.
Labels:
beach,
Joel Bird,
Norfolk Broads,
Rubbish,
sculpture
Broad Daylight
On my second trip to the Norfolk Broads I understood that perhaps what was so pleasing about the boat hire was an enforced 3mph speed limit. After spending so much time in London it certainly teaches you a thing or three about pace, and a pace that brings a quality not only to time but to the thoughts in time.
F**ing
I was lucky enough to embrace a little maňana in a fabulous, fun trip to Frigliana with friends, in Malaga, Southern Spain. Each time I return from Spain I am left with the same feeling, of a nation of tolerant, hard working people that place family, friends and food at the top of the life’s ‘to do’ list which also sees a big tick on, for example … forward thinking architecture. I wonder if there isn’t a lesson there for some visions of life in Britain or if, not for the first time, I simply let myself participate in another philosophical holiday romance.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
Arty Choke.
Please correct me if I'm wrong, I think it was Magritte who used to sit with the Artichokes for a time each day. This makes sense to me, not only is the presence of vegetation important for drawing lines, but witnessing natures work ethic helps awaken it in ourselves. These are from my allotment, I call them chaos beans. And these are purple carrots, I think the Dutch turned them orange. I don't really like Granny Smiths. Seasonal food is sustenance, it turns the TV off!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
VesPapa
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Green Paint
I've finished building my new painting studio. It has a green roof, made up of grasses, herbs and wild alpine flowers, plenty of thermal mass. It has a wood burner and I am researching solar panels to power lighting for night time sessions. Feel free to ask construction details. I am very pleased with it, sustenance.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Allotments are my new thing; I have one in Tottenham, its stopping me from turning weirdo, I think. I planted my potatoes last week. Allotments are structure from chaos; each thing in an allotment has its own currency seperate from the outside world. An old broken window is used to produce a greater crop, I find the reality of this more functional and satifying than modern living.
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