tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71199602595477949462024-03-05T09:19:56.383-08:00s i t e s p e c i f i cThis blog will be a record of my MA by Research in Art Practice, along with questions, ideas, images, reading and much more besides. I hope it will become part of a dialogue, so please add your comments.
If you want to see more of my work, click on the links below.annie harrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15912850075355037727noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119960259547794946.post-51011282484997285872012-09-30T12:39:00.000-07:002012-09-30T12:39:30.411-07:00<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I had an opportunity to discuss the show with my supervisor, and she encouraged me to see it as an opportunity to show my work, not as documentation but as art in it's own right.<br />
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So the show was stripped down to a minimum. I showed a film, an object from the film on a specially made shelf and a photograph. I felt very exposed, but the response I got from visitors was very positive.<br />
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Most people got what the film was trying to communicate, and we had some interesting discussions about memories and sites. And better still, the pauses between visitors gave me lots of time to contemplate the work and to think about how it fits in to my original proposal, and how it moves the work forward.<br />
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<br />annie harrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15912850075355037727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119960259547794946.post-6495929183318704212012-08-22T06:29:00.002-07:002012-08-22T06:31:21.619-07:00Moving into performanceOver the last few months, my work has moved from installation and objects to performance. I am as shocked as anyone, but on reflection, it makes a lot of sense. I have a background in performance, and worked with a theatre company for 10 years, doing improvised storytelling. I don't know why performance hasn't occurred to me before.<br />
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On the other hand performance isn't something I've seen much of. I've always been a bit afraid of it. But I was very inspired by Marina Abramowitz at the Whitworth Gallery a couple of years ago, when she brought together a number of performance artists. I also saw the show she curated at the Manchester Art Gallery. <br />
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And one of my supervisors has been saying for a while that she feels my work is performative.<br />
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So I started by experimenting in a student crit, and that went okay so I have been looking at potential sites at the hospital for performance. I've been very lucky to have had access to some of the parts of the hospital that are now closed and which are very evocative. <br />
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<br />annie harrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15912850075355037727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119960259547794946.post-61690802778413243032012-03-04T04:50:00.001-08:002012-03-04T04:51:05.668-08:00Experiments with maps<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>I've finally got back into the studio. It's been hard to remember what I do when I begin making new work, but these experiments have got me started.<br />
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</tbody></table>When I am in a place that I used to know well but haven't been to for a long time, my memory of it is often inaccurate. I remember individual parts, but have lost the connection between them.<br />
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</i></b></div><b style="font-style: italic;">Visions of the city</b> - David Pinder<div><b><i>Rodinsky's room</i></b> - Rachel Lichtenstein and Iain Sinclair</div><div><b><i>Rethinking the meaning of place</i></b> - Lineu Costello</div><div><b><i>Maps</i></b> - Ed. Ross Bradshaw</div><div><i><b>Cultural geography in practice</b></i> - A. Blunt et al</div><div><i><b>The counter-monument: Memory against itself in Germany today</b></i> - J.E Young (Critical Inquiry 18(2) pp 267-96)</div>annie harrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15912850075355037727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119960259547794946.post-3706745006106459762012-01-25T13:22:00.000-08:002012-01-25T13:22:23.545-08:00Writing writing writingI've joined a writing for group for practice-based researchers who want to explore new and creative ways to write in academia. This is a stream of consciousness piece about my research that I wrote in one of today's writing exercises.<br />
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<i>It is a bit mysterious if I look at it with too much intensity it seems to disappear, if I look at the whole of it. If I look at smaller parts then it has different characteristics - part of it is musty and crumbling, sepia toned, silent and very shy. It doesn't want to play but can be tempted out with a sustained expression of interest and then slowly it uncurls a bit at a time, but never very much I could stay with it for ever and it would never completely uncurl. In some ways it is reacting to the experience of being unloved. The roof leaks and it is exiled in Gorton. There is nothing beautiful about its environment and like a child, it should be nurtured. No nurturing there except one guardian, on his own, in the silence, day after day. And when someone comes to visit. It Is An Event. It's smell is decay, slowly creeping and it knows that there is an end.</i><br />
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<i>Another part of the research is foggy. I think I know what is there but I can't actually see it, and if I could see it it might be very different from what I expect. There is a slight danger to it, like driving in fog or a snowstorm. Snowstorms are busier and some of it will be busy. Fog is languorous and lonely and very quiet. And I don't know what will loom out of the fog, it might be a fairground and it might be a cemetery. I can't prepare because I don't know. I don't know and I want to be open to whatever comes and not describe a graveyard as a fairground.</i><br />
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<i>The biggest monster is waiting for me and I am afraid of it. It can crush me and yet it can also carry me away to places I would never go on my own it can be my muse and it can capture peoples attention in a way that I cannot do alone. It can make a show or disappear.</i><br />
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<i>The straight lines are holding me together and I love them. But they trap me they seduce me with their simplicity and I revere them too much and cannot let them be smudged, cannot spoilt their perfectness. They trap me and I want to learn to escape from them. I can't change them and I can't ignore them.</i><br />
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<i>The page is too big and the ideas are too small and my mind is smaller than either.</i>annie harrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15912850075355037727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119960259547794946.post-77791589675335514552011-12-09T03:54:00.000-08:002011-12-09T03:55:24.799-08:00Research Proposal part 2The writing is going well, and I'm learning so much from the reading I've been doing. The submission deadline for my research proposal is looming, and this is where I have got to:<br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial;">To employ the site of the *** Hospital to extend my practice through an exploration of the fluidity of space, place and time.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br />
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<i><b>How modernity forgets.</b></i> Paul Connerton<br />
<i><b>Art and architecture: a place between.</b></i> Jane Rendell<br />
<i><b>The power of maps.</b></i> Denis Wood<br />
<i><b>Space, place and gender.</b></i> Doreen Massey<br />
<i><b>You are here: personal geographies and other maps of the imagination. </b></i>Katherine Harmon<br />
<i><b>Places of memory.</b></i> Karen E Till from A companion to political geography. Ed. John Agnew<br />
<i><b>Medieval world maps: embedded images, interpretive frames.</b></i> Marcia Kupfer (Word and image. Vol 10, No 3<br />
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I'm still enjoying it!annie harrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15912850075355037727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7119960259547794946.post-53999710100799201442011-11-12T05:26:00.000-08:002011-11-12T06:38:14.492-08:00Research proposal part 1 (of many I expect)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>What is an MA by research?<br />
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Essentially it seems to mean that the first quarter of the time is spent writing your own curriculum. But before the writing comes the reading, and am absolutely loving it! I have never had any art theory or cultural theory education so I thought this might be the hardest bit. But so far it is completely fascinating to find out that other people have tussled with the same questions as me, and have come up with really good ideas.<br />
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<i><b>Place: a short introduction.</b> </i>Tim Cresswell<br />
<i><b>Place.</b> </i>Tacita Dean and Jeremy Millar<br />
<b><i>A guide to the new ruins of Britain.</i> </b>Owen Hatherley<br />
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<b><i>Of other spaces.</i></b> Michel Foucault<br />
<i><b>The practice of everyday life (Ch 7 - Walking in the city).</b></i> Michel de Certeau<br />
<b><i>Remaking the map.</i></b> Carly Beswick (Art News Oct 2010)<br />
<i><b>The body electric: On Christian Nold.</b> </i>Tom Vanderbilt (Artforum International 2007, Vol 45 Iss 7)<br />
<i><b>Ghostly footsteps: voices memories and walks in the city.</b></i> David Pinder (Ecumene 2001, Vol 8 Iss 1)<br />
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Every book opens my eyes to new ideas and new things to read, and supervisors have also been coming up with suggestions.<br />
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My plan is to continue reading until Christmas and then focus on writing my research proposal.annie harrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15912850075355037727noreply@blogger.com1