A distant rumble
If the experience of playing a game is intended, for the most part, to be joyful, then consider that the experience of attempting to create a game – from scratch – involves much wailing and gnashing of teeth. Planning and brain-bashing for the Larkin' About and Library Theatre Company commission continues. How to estimate a duration and end point, to avoid fatigue or boredom? If I don’t want one winner and many losers, how do I gently console those who don’t complete the requirements, whilst still celebrating those who do? Are themes of memory, loss, mourning and the silent cry of purgatorial souls suitable material for a playful treatment involving balloons? What of unknown latex allergies? Ai-ai-ai. Still, the initial shape is done. The play test awaits. My craft box has a few more items I am unlikely ever to use again, but on the plus side I have some lovely Ladybird books purchased as ‘research’. Here is an image from a bison hunt, which may have something to do with the work in progress. Oh, and I have a name for it at last.
Prairieland.
Victoria Baths Fanzine Convention
Miss Suzy P at the NUDE stall
It was a well-attended affair in Victoria Baths, Manchester at the weekend, held within a handsome Victorian swimming palace, now ongoing restoration project and community hub. Both the Victoria Baths Fanzine Convention and FutureEverything Handmade maker fair set up shop to provide a double-whammy, with associated art installations, live performance, screenings and workshops. It’s been a while since I was last in the building and the continuing repairs are looking spectacular.
Zine and print booty
I made the classic mistake of failing to do a full perambulation of the zine stalls, the primary purpose of my trip, before deciding upon what to buy. This meant that I ran out of money by the half-way point, but I still bagged a rich haul of booty in the process. I’m especially pleased with a series of geometric hand-pulled prints from artist Catherine Chialton, the work of local collectives OWT Creative and Ultimate Holding Company, plus the discovery of the waspish and well-written queer zine Pink Mince.
Antony Hall: Physical Oscillators
I sat and chatted with my oldest pal Suzy P (we went to University in Newcastle together, back when Jesus was a lad), who was there to represent her print baby NUDE; an independent magazine she edits with her partner Ian Lowey, covering alt-culture, indie, retro, design, music, comics and a whole lot more besides. I wrote a feature on Lomography for their very first issue. I’m pleased to say she had a great day – check out their exclusive Rachel Ortas Ai Ai creature prints, only a few remaining!
Antony Hall: Physical Oscillators
Over in the Gala Pool, VB Arts hosted an installation by local resident and artist Antony Hall, Physical Oscillators, continuing his research into oscillators to generate sound and visible patterns in a new kinetic artwork. Using the gyroscopic action of motors and fans to create a sensory walkthrough environment reflecting the behavior of small swimming or flying insects, visitors could descend the steps into the dry pool and walk amongst fan assisted blue-blurred pendulums.
Antony Hall: Wave Pendulum
In the antechamber to the café, Wave Pendulum consisted of a series of simple kitchen jars filled with water, lids firmly attached and strung from the ceiling at equal spacing. An invigilator used a plank of wood to push them off in a generous sideswing, following which a morphing waveform emerged that at first appeared ordered, snakelike even, but then increasingly abstracted. It put me in mind of the forthcoming group show Constellations at my new employment, Cornerhouse, which responds to movement, ephemerality and chance, but more on that in another post…
The Final Curtain
Elsa Manchester / image: WeAreTape
Anyone still reading this blog will be sick of my Midnight Mass updates by now, but this really is it - until some new video clips come though at least! My review of the evening, detailing the horror that ensued and a picture of the now-infamous pool of upchuck that appeared once the film began is now live. Read it and weep.
Midnight Mass: TAPE
All images in this post by TAPE / www.WeAreTAPE.com
It ain't over until the TAPE ladies sing (Jan & Emily Dixon to be precise), or rather submit their final round-up photo documentation from Midnight Mass - we're talking prime grade sirloin snaps! That's me sandwiched between Adrian (Zsa Zsa Noir) and Peaches Christ with a selection from the night below... I'll start work on a Flickr gallery soon and if you are in any of the pics, do give me a nudge (although I'm one step ahead of you and will be providing CDs for all the participants). How much do I love these pictures? A LOT. One or two can never be released for fear of moral corruption charges. Joe, I'm talking about you. A legend in your own lifetime.
Midnight Mass: Kris Krug 2
Some more great shots from Kris Krüg of our Gore Couture costume competition entrants. Above is our ultimate winner tapping into a Tim Burton wet dream (congratulations Pascale!), with Sebastian and Tony close runners-up. Everyone looked incredible so thank you to all for taking part, including those not brave enough to step up to the stage - there were plenty more in the audience who feared some form of public humilation! As if. Instead, prizes were distributed, courtesy of Penguin Books, including copies of Hammer Glamour from Titan Books and exclusive merchandise from Peaches Christ Productions. Evil can give, as well as take away. And those miniature coffin hampers, that held the aforementioned goodies? I made those. My early art teachers would be so proud to know I was putting my imagination to good use.
Midnight Mass: Kris Krug 1
Monsieur, with these photographs you are really spoilink us (a comment wasted on anyone outside of the UK of a certain age who didn't grow up with the Ferrero Rocher advert, apologies). We were fortunate enough to count fashion, music and portraits photographer Kris Krüg in the audience for Midnight Mass who captured us in all our glory, including my dramatic Wagnerian posing (above right, clutching at our mistress in terror). More snaps from Kris are available on his Flickr stream, with further posts of our wondrous cast and crew to come. It's like Christmas come early!
