Artist In Residence, Metal, Southend

In December 2017 I took part in my first section of a Residency at Metal in Southend. I proposed the Idea of Pier to Pier. Coming from Llandudno were we have the longest Pier in Wales To Southend’s longest pier in Britain. This was set in stone but on arrival and trip through London, IContinue reading “Artist In Residence, Metal, Southend”

Wrecsam Art Vend & Onwards…

So its been a little while shall we say… Art vend I found out about the closure of Oriel Wrecsam (probably may favourite gallery) that i have such a connection with. It gave me my first chance to grab at the slippy old balloon of the art bubble dream back in 2008 on selection forContinue reading “Wrecsam Art Vend & Onwards…”

The Box or Road End

This is a poem about me. I went to my first Liverpool F.C game in 1987 and my first Widnes R.L.F.C game in 1983. So aged 3 and 7 them memories etch into your brain. A right of passage what ever you go onto. Know one can take your teams away from you. I wasContinue reading “The Box or Road End”

A poem about leaving. Last Call For Whitfield

3 1/2 hours on train in 25 degrees builds a certain momentum to leave. Add this with the deadline of a departing flight to catch. In the time on the train from Milazzo to Palermo the only entertainment was a rather large bee that was flying up and down the carriage. If i could haveContinue reading “A poem about leaving. Last Call For Whitfield”

Alan Whitfield; A5, Conwy Castle, Projection

This is the video of me performing a visual projection on Conwy Castle in North Wales. It was part of the blinc digital arts festival 2012. I wrote it while traveling along the A5 between Capel Curig and Bethesda in the Snowdonia National park. It was written listening to the Beach boys on one of the only sunny daysContinue reading “Alan Whitfield; A5, Conwy Castle, Projection”

Tides

TIDES Lorys Hughes, Dieppe littoral enclave,  traffic choked in its walls, buckling under load Christian & Nielsen added transport to draw… As a Jacdaw flies onwards over the wall where inner battles once raged, to a far corner of a sanded shore springs a millionaires playground, we await The Mulberry Harbor secret to be told.Continue reading “Tides”

Directed

DIRECTED Press print and ink  make our minds sync  On the outside the eyes, gaze  just an other face  bars hold us apart  do we know,  marginalized cut out  distance equal, freedom unsubstantial  framed