HAARLEM Wirksworth Festival

It was Wirksworth Festival this weekend and I decided to clear out my space and fill it with the contents of my brain. One side, an installation, dedicated to my current thoughts on time; twists and turns of delicate wire and a flash of blue rope. Objects, shapes and natural forms suggested pivotal moments and fragments of words reflected the in betweens of now; the getting from thought to action and then quick reflection. The other side of my space celebrated a colourful medley of framed illustration and ceramic goodies. Being the first port of call for most people, aside from the cake, visitors delighted in the sensory overload with smiles and laughter. Always my favourite part of exhibiting!

As always, the Haarlem gang pulled together to keep the coggs turning, from helping set up to filling tummies with soup and cake, keeping coffee flowing and just supporting each other in whatever way we can. It reminded me that Haarlem is not just a place to work and grow individually, it is a place of collectivism, it is a place of nurture. It is open and it is closed at the same time, like a good hug from a good friend. A happy Haarlem friend.

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Empty shop

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You can't walk for two minutes in any city centre without seeing an empty shop. East Street Arts is an amazing organisation based in Leeds that supports artists up and down the country in developing ideas and projects in these forgotten spaces and guess what, they have found the perfect place in little old Derby.

So, I jumped right on board and you can now find me at 2, The Spot, right in the heart of Derby city centre. I will be using the space to develop my own creative ideas and projects, the space will see participatory workshops, installation process, exhibitions, film nights and much more.

Source: https://unfoldarts.yolasite.com/

Wibble wobble

Went to check out the space where I will be hanging the penguins at the museum. Really exciting to think about how it will look next week.

Not massively excited about the prospect of climbing these bad boys. Even after abseiling off an incredibly large bridge in the Peak District, in a bid to cure my fears, I still get wobbly legs and clammy hands at the mere thought of a ladder. Luckily, I will have lots of help on hand so hopefully I can keep the jelly legs to a minimum. 

 

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