Found sculpture

 

This sculpture was found by Outside Authority.  Here I have more or less copied their photograph in charcoal, chalk and white acrylic paint.  This took a Bank Holiday afternoon, and is a start, a way of getting to grips with the source material. I have an idea how to take this forward that builds on the segmentation of the image made by the wire fence. I used the companion photograph in a previous piece, starting as a random scribble which I disrupted and reworked as Pilgrimage through the detritus of growth.

But see how OA has worked the same source of inspiration, starting with cut-outs in a manner like Matisse, development, modelling in three dimensions, re-working back onto paper, and expression in fabric.  This is a fascinating sequence of work.  Also, it is well worth while reviewing the surrounding posts from OA around the same time, the portraiture developing a view from an unconventional angle.  I pick two examples from a plethora of work, “Vying” and “Diary” but I find this whole sequence moving, and astonishing in the breadth of exploration through varying media.

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Dystopia

We are all doing our best, at home or in scrubs, masked, at work.

Yet there seems a vacuum in government, a deliberate loss of governance.

Four months in, locked down, our health system turned upside down, we have yet to start the actual work of managing the pandemic.

The core work of Public Health is being outsourced to amateurs, like contracting cross-channel supply to a company without boats.

Still no systematic identification of cases, testing, contact tracing, isolation of individuals.

Meanwhile our population isolation is being eased, spasmodically, to suit the news cycle.

Only now we start quarantining arrivals and at the same time, schools are to open, shops to open.

Will home-made masks and two metre distancing be enough to stop another explosion?

And in the midst of this, there is no accountability for those in charge, no rule of law.

Is this a sideshow, have they their own agenda to pursue while we are distracted?

Clever hands deceive the eye.