With the end of lockdown now in sight, we can now start to start thinking about the future and that’s exactly what Margery here intended to do. Before she fell asleep all she could think of was holidays to far flung parts of the globe where she would be invited to urbane parties with exclusive guest lists where she was the guest of honour. She wasn’t yet sure why she was the guest of honour but that’s what she hoped to find out over the next night’s sleep.
Sadly that wasn’t the case. Instead of dreams of living the high life with the world’s elite, she had dreams that left her more exhausted than anything else. She found herself traipsing through clouds like the Care Bears but instead of frolicking in the sun she was chasing ducks but didn’t know why. It was all very confusing for her. On top of that, her teeth kept falling out and growing back every time the ducks would quack at her.
This seemed to go on for hours until at one point when she was within a couple of inches from grabbing a duck when her foot started to sink into the cloud she was walking on. Suddenly she fell through the cloud and was hurtling through the air towards the ever nearing earth. Just as she was about to hit the ground she woke up with a start, knocking the glass of water on her bedside table all over herself and her cat which proceeded to dash from the room clawing her leg viciously as it scarpered for safety. After looking at herself in the mirror and assessing the bags under her eyes and the damage done from the cat she wasn’t particularly looking forward to going back to sleep anytime soon…
This morning i just couldn’t think of anything clever or amusing for the write up for this piece, so whilst racking my brain I thought i’d have a quick trawl of the interweb to see if i could find any inspiration. It wasn’t looking great until I came across an article about google’s new poetry AI and that’s when things started to fall into place. So instead of some well thought out prose I give you some poetry created by a computer after a little nudge in the right direction by myself. I hope you enjoy:
Psychology of Pink
First I fell into an idle bed;
Drowning all a feeling with a think
To breathe those flowers upon my head.
Psychology of blue
He knew that an artist, an marked school,
Brought on its heart, like the distant dew
As if a dog I might paint a fool?
Now if that doesn’t strike a chord i’m pretty sure you are dead inside…
‘No, it’s more like fucking groundhog day!’ I hear you scream from behind your screens and I have to admit that’s a sentiment that I hold myself but sometimes those massive grey clouds clear from across your minds-eye and you start to see things with a new perspective.
With this picture, the clouds only parted long enough for me to finish it before those ……… thoughts started to creep back in So much so that I was poised with a spray can hovering across this piece ready to deface it because I no longer felt the sentiment it suggested. It’s all swings and roundabouts I suppose…
For our final foray into Nag’s Head Market in Holloway we’ve got our wallpaper stencil that was used as the background for ‘The Lady of the Lift’. Since I’d gone to the trouble of designing and cutting the bespoke Nag’s Head wallpaper tile featuring a horse’s head (see what I’ve done there) and a little Love N7 logo in the centre I thought we may as well get some decent mileage out of it.
I realise that in the current climate gender stereotyping the toilet doors could potentially be seen as a mistake. If you’d seen the states of the respective toilets however I think you’d probably change your mind.
Today’s sphere is out living life in the real world. It’s watched one too many episodes of Rick and Morty and has decided to go on an inter-dimensional trip of it’s own. It has chosen our world. Quite why it is examining a moss covered wall is anyone’s guess. What Black Sphere 004 will make of it would also be well beyond our range of reckoning. Perhaps it will declare war. Perhaps it will stop for a picnic. Only time will tell…
Today’s sphere has been around for quite a while now. It’s been studying earth culture since it’s appearance shortly after the first nuclear tests in the 1940’s. It was diligently doing it’s job cataloguing and analysing whatever it would come across until one fateful day in the late 60’s when it ‘accidentally’ ingested some acid with English progressive rock band Caravan whilst they were recording their critically well received but commercially unsuccessful third album ‘In the Land of Grey and Pink’. Since then all it has studied are things that are grey and pink. It’s unsure exactly what he’s studying here but he’s clearly enjoying it.
He’s on A2 and has been made using the magic of spraypaint, stencils and imagination. Drop us a line if interested…
Did you know that the Earth is not a perfect sphere but is, in fact, an oblate spheroid. Which is a sphere that is squashed slightly at its poles and swollen at the equator. Our globe, however, is not even a perfect oblate spheroid because mass is distributed unevenly within the planet. The greater a concentration of mass is, the stronger its gravitational pull which creates ‘bumps’ around the globe. Weird eh?
Today’s sphere however is just about perfect and comes complete with some fancy stripes. She’s on A2 paper and is made using the magic of stencils and spraypaint. Drop us a line if interested.
‘I find this work menacing/playful because of the way the disjunctive perturbation of the purity of line notates the substructure of critical thinking.’ said the The Instant Art Critique Phrase Generator when I asked it about this work. A truer word has never been spoken. She’s on A3 paper, made using the magic of spraypaint and stencils and is currently available should anyone like her enough to want to take her home with them…
With wall one at Rah Rah Room completed it was then time to turn our attention to the next wall. The wall is situated directly ahead as you descend the stairs into the club so needed to be high impact and a clear indicator of the kind of night you’d find yourself in for. The decision was made that it was to be the lady in the necklace and fancy Rah Rah head dress. After just a weekend to get supplies and otherwise get prepared it’s then time to get to work. Once the lady was up and her head dress was just as fancy as can be came the somewhat laborious task of applying a load of diamantes to her necklace and a couple to her eyes to give them a bit of sparkle. The only remaining task was then trying to get a decent shot of it all. Which we didn’t seem to do very well at. I can only assure you that she sparkles beautifully and has lots of diamantes set into her necklace.
Oh Tuesday, why are you always so near the start of the week. Maybe you should swap places with Friday every once in a while. Anyway, I digress. We finally got to see these boards in situ at the Isle of Wight festival last weekend when we were djing for Pootopia. They provide toilets at festivals and they have hundreds of compostable toilets and are beautifying them with artwork on boards which fit into the toilet doors. Which is where we came in. We managed to get 32 finished over a weekend, which is eight shy of our self imposed target of forty but pretty good all the same. It was good to finally see some of our boards in situ although i’m pretty sure we failed to get any pictures – which is a bit rubbish but not entirely surprising.
Here’s the final selection of four boards. I’m not entirely sure if we’ve saved the best til last but they are what they are….