Monday, 17 December 2018

#Brexmess thoughts

The Referendum cannot be undone.

It was informative (Latin referendum, meaning 'referring') and that was to be expected.

Let us heed it.

Let us proceed as follows:

1  Revocation of Article 50 (more, more to come).

2  Resume our place as a member state of the EU (it gets better). As M. Verhofstadt said this same day (@guyverhofstadt): 'Britain's place should be at the heart of Europe'.

Pay our way with appropriate enthusiasm, inspiration, ideas, governance, application, filial feeling and all monetary dues. 

(now it gets even more interesting) 

3  Acknowledge that many of our countrymen and -women do NOT feel this way about Europe.


4  A relatively simple way of starting this process would be to: Establish EU liaison pop-ups in every town and city. These would be staffed by student ambassadors and the like. EU member states could help the UK establish these - and adopt them likewise if appropriate. Member states, of which we, in our divided state (let's not hide it), would be one, could even establish the modern equivalent of the maisons de la culture so that EU actions could be seen and discussed in every High Street.

Thank you. 

NB: the above is my logical response to reading Sir Ivan Rogers' speech at Liverpool (Saturday 15 December 2018 on Twitter).

Wednesday, 28 November 2018

A freehand drawing of a projected Lady Tower in the City of Westminster in juxtaposition to the male towers of the City of London

Artist's impression of The Lady Tower on the London skyline
with thanks to CNN.COM for the original image


Have at you, gentlemen. I love the way cities give their tallest, often most priapic, buildings descriptive names. We have our share in London. In The Hague, the parallel triangular gabled towers of the Ministry of Health building (a magnificent structure imo) gets called 'Tits of The Hague'. Well, that celebrates womanhood. So, here in London, how about sponsoring a building that celebrates the female genitalia (technical term) to balance things out a bit. 

So may I submit model v.1, top, of how it might look in situ, with a close up, bottom, of the viewing platform. The structure could be called The Lady Tower, a viewing space from within the vulva.  Thank you.

Monday, 12 November 2018

A picture! A new Mr Blobby? Alas, no. It's a picture of failure. In testing my plastic-making skills, you can see my little polymeric spheres have aggregated: they've gone from being separate to sticking together. But they have not yet reached a point where they will fuse to make a single mass that can be moulded. I'll melt them down again next week and try to get the temperature right this time. However, there's something else I forgot to do. Can you work out what it is? Learning note: much better to fail on this small scale than on a larger scale.

Not long ago I attended an open day on the subject of plastic. I know, I know, but not the disposable kind. Plastic is one of my favourite building materials and now that it comes in a thermal form that melts and sets at relatively low temperatures (think 62 degrees C), I couldn't wait to get my hands on some.

Friday, 9 November 2018

Like many Londoners, I live in what architects are wont to call a 'shoebox'. Since it's also central, that suits me fine. The shoebox, however, is part of a late nineteenth century terraced house that's built on a wooden frame. And, well, the floors sag and slope a bit. When I moved in, the slope in the upstairs living room was such that if one moved too quickly across the room there was a distinct possibility that enough velocity would be gained to deposit one at the bottom of the stairs.

Friday, 26 October 2018

Miki Art is in the studio today. Come and say hello, I've asked him to do some blogging.

Hi, how are you - good I hope. I just got back from my favourite arts cafe. It's where I do some thinking and sketching so that when I come into Salon Crawford I have a plan. Today I'm flashing my Jean Nouvel-inspired Swatch (the black and white 'Once Again'). We're on the look-out for a bigger studio (think zone 1) and it can be a 'meanwhile space' so send us a text if you know of one.  X

Wednesday, 12 September 2018

There's something about autumn that turns on the work gene, which is all creativity is really: work. There, does that puncture the grandeur of the term create for you? It's ordinary, we are all blessed with the ability to do it, to work at it until it becomes second nature.

Tuesday, 11 September 2018

A small yard adjoins my studio (the studio itself is miniscule). The yard is marvellously uncluttered because of Fire Regulations. Aha, but at the end of the yard a small outhouse holds the clutter that would otherwise be in the yard. 
       Today I cleared it out.