Question and Respond / Respond and Question at the Collective Gallery on the 29th November 2009

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Andy and I will be showing our collaborative installation ‘Question and Respond/Respond and Question’ as part of Zoe Walker and Neil Bromwich’s work, ‘The Bank of Reason’, for the 1 mile ² project at the Collective Gallery. For more information on this please click here!

The work will be in the Collective Gallery on Sunday 29th November between 1-2pm and then at the Scottish Storytelling Centre the following week on Sunday 6th December between 1pm-2pm. These will both be happening between other interesting things which are detailed on the Collective Gallery’s website.

Hope to see you at some of the events/talks!

Nat

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Heather and I submitted a photograph from our collaboration, Expected Minds of the Unexpected, to Paper X and it has been included in the magazine.

The launch is tonight 7-9pm at the Bowery, Roxy Art House.

Nat

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I dreamt last night that I was in the middle of another collaborative project with Andy. We were in a house, a little shack in the middle of what looked like a desert. There was a road just outside the door…JUST outside. We had to borrow Maddison (Heathers mini) to get up to this green field. We were doing something there over 3 days and I had to phone my work and tell them I couldnt come in because I had to install whatever we were installing in the field. Back at the little shack I looked out the door there was a cow lying down on the road. It was huge! I shouted on Andy and a big truck came and passed by over the cow but it had disappeared. Andy was very bossy!!
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Drawing from a dream…

October 31, 2009

I am considering drawing my ‘dream city’ perhaps in a form of map or plan. I imagine it would be of some interest to see it mapped out. I have awareness of getting from one place to another in some instances but not in others. In making it clear in a a diagram it may in turn make it clearer when I am dreaming. I possibly will then figure out that it is actually a real city that is only unrecognisable as this city in my dreams.  It may also be a city I have conjured up in my subconscious, or an amalgamation of countless elements of real cities I have been to at points throughout my life. I think (most likely) it is a union of everything I take in on a daily basis. The things I hear but am not conscious of hearing, see but not conscious of seeing etc and also the things I am cognisant of in my life.

Another activity I have been undertaking recently is paying attention and taking notes when I would normally remain in my own little world. Walking to the bus stop when returning home from college I would more often than not be thinking about something random, possibly to do with the day in general or the one to come. Whatever it was I have been ignoring that and listening to the fractions of conversations I hear when passing people and jotting them down. (See the last post for an example)

 

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“… I can do about it…” “…something online…” “…please don’t break…” “…great, well…” “…at the Dean Bridge about…” “…about driving…” “…red wig or…” “…I know…” “…she did say I could…” “…07743…” “… where did you find…”

Nat

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Dream: My dream city…

October 19, 2009

Last night I had another dream which was set in my dream city. For those of you who dont know about my dream city I wrote about it here and here couple of years back. Over the past couple of years I have gotten to know the place a bit better. The one thing I notice is the place never changes: only ever see more of it. The only thing about the place that changes is the people who inhabit it. The people who work in places I go to are different in every dream. There is normally a busker who leans on a motorcycle beside a fruit and veg shop who changes throughout the dreams, interestingly it has never been any buskers which I know. Sometimes I know the interchangable people, sometimes i’ve never seen them before. If I remember correctly then I have not as yet seen any transport in the city.

My dream last night involved me just walking through the city. It was snowing lightly but it wasn’t cold. I met a few people I knew and we spoke about one person in particular. The person I was speaking to these people about was not known to them outwith my dream. I also passed strangers who would nod to me but would nod upwards and it looked very odd…

It was interesting to see the place again.

Nat

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