Architecture LIVE 11
| Architecture LIVE 11 |
| I make the first door frame and install this. This portal offers access to the enigmatic interior of the frame. From there I view the broad exterior over which a gathering moon presides. I dream then of being immersed in clay slip, pressed upon and forced into a dark chamber where indeterminate debris pummles my body. |
| I take this as an allegory for my life, encouragement to push myself out into the world to source the straw which is becoming increasingly vital to the sheltermaking. I juggle this commitment with bouts of filming and travel planning, recognising in that endeavour the pull of the antipodes on my soul. Continue Reading » |
Architecture LIVE 10
| Architecture LIVE 10 |
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| A beautiful load of daub, resembling a giant elephant stool, now resides in the yard. This prods the clay-straw operation into motion. I make a small test panel then watch over this like an anxious parent. |
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| Up on the roof I wrestle the last panel into place, secure it then stand back to admire my handywork. The protective hands of the roof glow in the light, radiating good energy into the space below. This invites formal opening up of this encouraging the flooring and walling work to proceed. This rhythm has its own momentum – first, relief that the roof has been completed, followed by a re-emergence of fear. Continue Reading » |
