echo_____locations
solo exhibition
film still from hand-me-down, hold my hand, 1690/2023
miniDV footage captured in the aftermath of a political event in my home town with artist nicole ward.
installation view of digital/analogue projections, bespoke seating, screens and bluetooth speaker hidden between gallery walls
hand-me-down, hold my hand,1690/2023 (film made with nicole ward)
06’44 looped miniDV footage transfered to digital (the films unedited original audio plays on large speakers in the corner of the room) installation view shows film digitally projected with viewer on bespoke seating
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45kHz , 2023
04'46" looped audio on bluetooth speaker (clip above)
bluetooth speakers were placed inside the clad walls of the gallery. the work was a collage of different pipestrelle bat echolocations recorded by my father, using a specialised device that converts these digitally. heard from inside the walls, their clicks became akin to a door knock from outside.
wit’s endings, 1928/2023
05’36” looped 16mm projection with bespoke seating and screen
the film is a reconstructed 1920s cartoon, with the story removed. leaving only the frames used by the animator to mark moments of collapse, the lightning. the cartoons sequence and length remains linked to the original film. the results leave most of the 16mm film in darkness.
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dropped horizon, 1934-2011/2023
35mm slides, clay, mirror, S-AV slide projector, timer
the landscapes are taken from leaflets made by artists in illustration units in the military which are dropped from planes over contested spaces. this propaganda material is made by numerous countries including malaysia, usa, lebanon, france, russia, india..etc. these were sourced by philanthropists, as well as from the RAF archive in london, which I then digitally emptied out to leave these ‘imagined’ locations.
dropped horizon 5/60 digital samples (gif. clip)
s-av slide projector, timer, clay, mirror (to project upwards)
a torch accompanied the gallery text/comicbook
exhibition text: endlessly shaped by its surroundings, an echo’s call can appear at once autonomous and yet wholly dependent on its source. At times this link is clearly recognized, but in other moments the echo and its origin remain unheard. The sound simply resonates, leaving a residual atmosphere. The now hollowed out forms, emptied of context, leave a kind of silhouette, like a threshold or a mask, showing the boundaries or edges of an object or event that is missing its centre. what happens in the gap between the story and its echo? If bats use echolocation to see their environment, what do these echoes tell us, what does a landscape of echoes look like? |