Date: Apr 17/18 2016
What I am hoping to do at Grasslands is spend some time gathering 'field' recordings, of the site and surrounding area; I then plan to use these to explore our relationship with sounds from urban everyday aural landscapes and how we emotively respond to them. I am planning to collage the sounds with pre filmed video to explore sounds as non-verbal communication.
- Ana Rutter
“The Glasshouse”/“People in glass houses” (continued)
In the greenhouse we are inside a house of glass. In a house we would expect some privacy but in the “glasshouse” we are on constant display like a living sculpture or a stage performer. Protected and nurtured but also exposed, both to the beneficial effects of sunlight but also to the gaze of the passer-by or the viewer. In the glasshouse activity becomes ritualised, every movement becomes self-conscious and deliberate, perhaps we are trapped? “The glasshouse” is after all a term for military prison.
I see this intensely confined space for growth and thought containing a table and chair and a light, the signs of habitation and studious endeavour. The light is on, someone must be home, books are open on the table and pages are being drawn on, turned and torn.
It is the opposite of the Observatory probing the heavens; here the exploration is inward, a mind at work, drawing threads together and making connections.
- Ian Andrews
Mindful or mindless”
The structure of the greenhouse references the skull and the mind within.
In the films we literally see a “mind at work,” on display.
Drawing to make sense of the world from the perspective of the “glasshouse mind.”
Sometimes the thoughts are confident, aware of being observed and happy for it to be so. At other times the mind turns in on itself and craves privacy. Visual access is denied by painting out the glass. When dry the paint is still somewhat transparent and access has only been restricted.
But the thinking and drawing continues.
The mind becomes full and cluttered unable to forget and make space for further thought.
Space must be created.
A process of erasure begins, layers are stripped away, things must be forgotten.
This process does not run according to the arrow of time.
Some things are stubbornly remembered and re-appear.
Back and forth in time we go.
Peering in, staring out.
Displayed or stored (perhaps for later)
Public or private.
Mindful or mindless?
- Ian Andrews