Thursday, 15 May 2008
I walk a lot, well that is if hitch-hiking to and from the surf without any success constitutes serious walking. As I walk and the world slows down, I notice a lot more than I do from the passenger seat of the car, useful pieces of rope, various discarded bits of clothing and footwear (thongs are prominent) and of course rubbish. Lately I have noticed the alarming and portentous amount of small birds. Canaries- in- the -coalmine perhaps?
Whilst struggling furiously against ornithological representations in the work for fear of it looking like props in someone's Nu-folk video,why are there birds all around ?) I couldn't help making these small porcelain birds as a kind of testament to those frail corpses.