Courthouse Residency – Sat 14/Sun 15 – Jonathan

News 16 August 2010 | 0 Comments

It was a productive and a destructive weekend… kicking the recorder over in the black is still a source of discomfort.
I’m used to leaving a more permanent trace of work… so why then the next day was I in the street with chalk dust,
maybe I learnt something about letting go…. I’m still learning.

It was as Maggie said, memorable…. I forgot I was sitting in the middle of the string at one point and lost all bearings. Then using a small blue led light to sporadically puncture the black, shadows became loaded, visuals more intense as they were fleeting…..black black black… Sounds became incredibly intense and loaded…. what was that outside.
I rekon it took the last hour to get out, the last half hour standing at the door unsure of whether I should open it,
feeling like a kid who didn’t know if he should do what he was about to do…will I get into trouble…. I hope so.

Dominic was a source of inspiration on Sunday, his silence is a source of power, it felt like a shield when on the outside, why I needed a shield is for another day… but either way Dominic, you helped us break outside!
… that and a story that started to develop in my head while tracing the memory of a deceased effigy in dust.
(cave art mentioned itself while doing this)
Maggie walking down the road with outstretched chalk covered hands… I knew it was my time to quietly sneak off and leave her to it… I had to photograph this occurence…. click…click…..click….. quick before the wind kicks the dust away click…click…..click…. whew, that’s better….

string on tickets… string on tickets…. people keep tying them onto the pink string… take the bloody string off then…. fire it into the attic, see…. that’s better…. now…. let it get covered in dust like them damn words filling the attic…. must throw them out… no, might need them again at some point, always have something in the attic that you might need at some point, especially old musty rucksacks, you never know, your youth might come back.

devilment, we need devilment… there’s something going on under the floor boards.

jonolight

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