In this together
2020 was weird, right? Lockdown! I probably had it better than most having worked out of my house/been in ‘lockdown’ for years. In some ways lockdown was better for me, I had the company of my family during the day. Still it was a grim time. As a little ‘gift’ to the ……
Origin story: Montauk 1990
I have never had the problem of “too many ideas and not enough time”. Truth be told, it could be argued that I don’t actually have ideas at all but tend to work towards some unknown sparked by the environment or, more often, materials I might find. The process began by accident one sunny morning while I was attending the Glasgow School of Art. On my way to Hyndland Station I came across a large pile of leafless box hedge on some wasteland. To this day I don’t know why but I stopped and ended up staying all day. By day’s end I had a 3’ tall nest. There was no idea, no intent , I followed a direction the twigs suggested. Something out of nothing. The next morning I lifted the nest on my shoulder and took it on the train to the school. Everything changed.