28.2.10

M O T H E R
A N D
H E R
O N I O N S
O U T F I TTwo nights in a row. I'm not gonna lie. I probably smelt.
G U I L D F O R DA night out in Guildford is best served with a shit load of alcohol, kebabs and friends. Oh, and this new invention courtesy of Wetherspoons - the Sambooka tray.
THE
HOMELAND
IN FOUR
PICTURESYes. Chris Mullins owns this thing.
R E H A B
Miriam reaps the benefits of the Tree:
F A T H E RI found this picture of my father. I would assume its from the 1950s.

25.2.10

M A N N E Q U I N
E X P E R I M E N T
2
Location: Seminar Room, Back Hill. Time: 11:00am. Performers: James Barnett and Hannah Jerrom. Sound: Various effects by the BBC Radiophonic Workshop (1969). Stress Levels: Stratospheric.
M A N N E Q U I N 
E X P E R I M E N T
1
Location: White Space, Back Hill. Time: 09:00am. Performers: James Barnett and Hannah Jerrom. Sound: Bela Bartok's 'Music for Strings'. Stress Levels: High.

24.2.10

T H E Y
W I L L
M A R C H
Yet another busy day today. We performed our installation first thing this morning which went far better than expected. 
As the worhshop progressed, we secrured the opportunity to perform our own version of an Allen Jones sculpture: Carmen = Hatstand, Hannah = Chair, Natalie = Coffe Table. We're thinking of doing a bit of exploration on fornophillia, which is the transformation of the female form into furniture. 
In the afternoon, we carried on and finished making our mannequin outfits. In this costume session, we realised that it was bloody difficult to secure the body parts to the lycra body suit underneath, so a solution is going to be required. Hannah had it on for about half an hour, after which it was more or less destyroyed, resulting in us having to remake another costume. It did look bloody good though, and Hannah has mastered the best walk ever. More on this tomorrow. 
Once I've worked out how to use youtube, there will be some fit ass videos for you to have a gander.

23.2.10

D U M M Y L O V E
Busy day today. We've been in the studio making some sort of costuming for some experimental work we are doing at the end of the week. This involves making a mannequin costume for both Hannah and I to wear. But before we get into that, let me order my thoughts a little bit.
Hannah and I have been inspired by a short story in Chuck Palahniuk's novel 'Haunted' which explores the police procedures involved in inerviewing children who have been sexually abused. Now, I don't think this happens any more, but one such means to get an abused child to convey which part of their body had been violated was to point at a mannequin's vacuum formed body parts. Palahniuk's novel quickly subverts this notion, and the mannequins in question end up becoming sex dolls for the police. All very disturbing. However, we've been steadily more inspired by all things mannequins, sex, choreographed movements and the like. My dissertation was on the Bauhaus movement, focussing a lot on 'Bauhaus Dolls', and the Aryan imagery inherrent in a lot of Bauhaus style. Bauhaus dance can sometimes feel very mechanical, with dancer's moving in unison or in reaction to one another, like cogs in a machine. I'm particularly interested in creating a piece which explores this sort of synchronised movement, hence the Single Ladies routine we tried to copy last week. 
The sexualised female body was captured in mannequin form by pop artist Allen Jones in a series of 1960s sculptures: 
There is a relationship between the works of Allen Jones and the image of Shirley Eaton in Goldfinger which I can't quite establish yet, but its probably something along the lines of setting the female form in one state, with the aide of plastic/oil/paint/gold etc.
Above, Sheila Eaton smothered in gold paint during 'Goldfinger' (1963).
Above, Gemma Arteton, in an homage to the gold scene, is doused in oil for 'Quantum of Solace' (2008). We've been informed by the colours and textures of this image whilst making our mannequin outfit, below: 
Hannah and I feel we should probably do some body painting too, so, watch this space. Anyway, back to the mannequin costumes: lots of newspaper, clingfilm, water and flour was involved. We weren't allowed to saw in half the only full scale mannequin our costume department had, so this seemed the only way. Its like an operating theatre:
Or maybe even a massage parlour?
DEGREE SHOW FUNDRAISING
The Performance: Design and Practise degree show is coming, and our thoughts have turned to fundraising, raising cash for promotion, catalogues and labels. Aurelian, Adithio, Gemma, Ria, Rachel and Jess from the course (amongst others!) arranged and baked various lovely things for a cake sale that was held in the CSM foyer at Back Hill. A tidy sum was raised, which makes me think a career in cake baking and selling is probably the way forward for many of us. Various other cake sales will be taking place around other UAL sites over the coming weeks, so keep your eyes peeled. Kudos to Adithio, who wore a banana suit throughout the whole of the cake sale - Pro!

22.2.10

I N S T A L L A T I O N
Today, Hannah and I collaborated with 3 fine art students to create this small installation. We  incorporated a card board object, a found object and a worn object. I like what we came up with: sexualised, mournful and contemplative.

21.2.10

H O T C H I P
(WILL BREAK YOUR LEGS, CUT OFF YOUR HEAD)
On Saturday I went to see the wonderful Hot Chip, my favourite band, at the O2 in Birmingham with Poppy French. We've seen Hot Chip I think about three times together now. It gets better each time. There were lots of angry little girls in the audience yesterday, so me and Poppy got our agressive grooves on, Shook our fists, and elbowed/danced our way to the front so I was able to get some first class snaps.
Lead vocalist Alexis shares the same Wham penchent as I do. He sported this rather wonderful tshirt after a mid evening costume change:
Felix (steel drum supremo, and Poppy's preferred squeeze) and Al (my preferred squezze):
At the end, Felix threw the songlist they had been using into the audience. I, with my abnormally long/skinny arms was able to thrash though the crowds to grab it. Rather upsettingly, my bottle of water leaked in my bag on the way home from Birmingham this evening, so its sort of a squidgy white mess now, drying out on my radiator. But at least its mine. Here is Poppy enjoying it before said accident.

B I R M I N G H A M
IN FOUR
P I C T U R E S