Posted 10 years ago
I was rummaging through a huge, eclectic junk yard when I found a dark shed and couldn’t resist having a look inside. I found piles of old 78’s stacked into Gaudiesque pillars, no covers, just record against record. Instantly, I was attracted to these strange and forgotten objects. 78’s have an all most sci-fi feel about them, disks that contain voices and sounds from distant times.
I practice in the field of pyrography (burning images) and handmade natural pigments (mostly works on paper), so my initial thought was to burn patterns onto the surface of the records. After five seconds of burning I was reeling from the fumes and I realised that burning wasn’t going to work. Then I thought about cutting out sections of the records to reveal negative space. Music is released from silence, you only have to look to the masters of classical music to realise the power of silence and that without silence there is no music.
Information is continuously morphing and changing through loss and gain, be it for better or worse. My aim with carving records is not to impose myself or my art on these beautiful objects, but rather to reflect the importance of nothingness, loss and deterioration. I try to make the empty space more pleasing than what is left, what is left I hope reflects the morphing and deteriorating quality of life and our endeavor to harness permanence.
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