I’ll write about this extra long day during the week! But enjoy tonight’s pictures!
Monthly Archive for November, 2008
This is the start of my next chunk of work for the Ghost Show. We’ve an exhibition now secured at Market Gallery in the East End of Glasgow and so over the next few weeks you will see me posting bits and pieces for the project. There’s some exciting talk of the project right now, namely, one of the pieces could be an international collaboration between myself and Aimilia Mouzaki - a film. We are thrashing out the details right now. In the meantime, I can tell you that one of the projects we will definitely have in the gallery space is that of a SHRINE. I have “previous” with this, I made a shrine for scotpep.org.uk for the Leith festival in 2005, which was a community of sex workers donating props and sacred objects for a communal shrine in an art gallery. I have a similar proposal for Market and hope to have a shrine constructed in the space for the fairground community with a soundtrack and podcast of some of the fairground professionals in Glasgow. More soon, but in the meantime the image below is me collecting material for the Leith shrine in 2005.
Leith Festival shrine
To give you a context with what I am doing, I am the resident artist, affiliated for this project and am happy to be able to post these clips from the production company MIMAC-RUSHES
WE DIDN’T WRITE IT DOWN (GERONIMO HIMSELF MIX)
WE DIDN’T WRITE IT DOWN (JUMPED THE SHIP MIX)
the.ghostshow.org - the sister site to this one has begun. Please visit it and read Mitch Miller’s posts!
Chris
The two files below are mixes of one of the Showmen, Melvyn whom I am thinking of making one of my main pieces of work about for the Ghost Show exhibition at Market Gallery in 2009. They are just sketches at present…
It’s Like a Magnet Part One
It’s Like a Magnet Part Two
One strange and wild autumn, a little while ago, Hallowe’en came early. It came at exactly the same time as Cooger and Dark’s Pandemonium Shadow show rolled into town. . . That year, James Nightshade of 97 Oak Street was thirteen years, eleven months, twenty-three days old. Next door, William Halloway was thirteen years, eleven months, twenty-four days old. Both almost fourteen. Almost, but not quite.
For Jim and Will, the lure of the funfair is irresistible. They soon discover that a sinister secret lies behind the smoke and mirrors; the carnival holds a dark desire to destroy the whole town. Only Jim, Will and Will’s mild-mannered dad can save the day. Adapting his own novel for the stage, the legendary Ray Bradbury has created a spine-tingling battle between good and evil, packed with a terrifying collection of characters, including the mysterious flying Dust Witch and the deadly Mr. Dark.
