The Last things, David Moore

The Last things, David Moore

A photographer who was given 'unprecented' access to document a 'secret space' which is used by the government for 'major national emergencies'. The photographs are large scale minimalist images. Depicting spaces that are empty, almost desolate and barren of people. The images made me feel uncomfortable by the austere presence. The 'sterile' conditions of the photographs is something that is haunting but also heavily impressed in my mind.

The banality of the photographs is something to be admired. The rooms are quite basic like an image of bed is nothing more than a bed? So why is it so intriguing? It looks almost like a budget hotel room, yet it has been slept in. There is tiny suggestions that the rooms are seldom used.

The photographs explore spaces not necessarily seen by the public. Probably a space not seen by many but only given a brief viewing through blockbuster films about the world about to end. Moore published some of the photographs to the newspaper wanting to get a larger audience.

http://www.thetelegraphandargus.co.uk/leisure/taleisure_artnews/4540870.Eerie_glance_into_a_secret_world/

Derelict

Urban explorers is a group of anonymous people that go into derelict buildings across the country and document them. The reams and reams of photographs simply explores that are left void in society but exist as shell.


Im interested in the things that have been left behind.

Like the moments when you see an empty building but someone has left their net curtains in the windows or a falling down building were someone once made a decided to paint a wall a curtain colour.

I find many of the images taken by the urban explorers as something of a connection to my photography journey with derelict buildings.

http://www.28dayslater.co.uk/forums/

Zaha Hadid Installation

I was quite intrigued by the work when reading it in the newspaper simply because of the ultra minimalism of the piece plus the fact that music that filled the room was Bach.


29/8/09


On entering the room I was immediately struck by the sheer scale of the white canvas almost like a shell sweeping to the heights of the ceiling. To the floor, the rows and rows of empty black chairs in their stylish modernity sit empty waiting for particpants to enter and to marvel in the sounds of Bach.


The experience was transforming almost holistic something that i have felt in churches before (not even being religious). I seem more interested in installations and artworks that move me and in a true sense installations are sensory experiences.


http://www.mif.co.uk/events/js-bach-zaha-hadid/

Group build...Mark Dion

The theme of an 'artist' had been set, selected into groups and before you know it your Mark Dion.

The group build... a creative rubbish alteration... in all its glory.

My group decided the best way to gather resources to represent Mark Dion was to go outdoors and scavenge.

Dions work appeared almost museum like, almost like the gathering of artefacts. The way a archeologist would collect information.

Taking this into account. Skip jumping, a walk on the canal and taking the job of the back street cleaners.

We simply made a mock-like museum. Using found 'rubbish' as artefacts, labelling sorting them into a haven of bizarre 'mocked precious like state' . A background sound of enya playing in all its tranquility.... and o the vodka worm jelly.

Lifes fun and erm games...

Game brief: summer project

The game was intended to examine the ideas of nostaglia and how smell links with memory.

Nosy Knows...

Nosy Knows

All participants are involved by smelling the contains of the bottles.

The aims of the game are to identify the contains of the bottles by smelling them.

Through discussion about what they feel or think the smells could be related to the players must then work as a team to create a drawing using all the smells with the idea of nostaglia to create a narrative.

The drawing element is really to question memory. Whether there is a link between smell and memory and is there really a common theme for a type of smell for most people i.e. lavendar, old ladies??

Untitled, Unfinished.. Portait of a cancer victim

When my mothers friend was diagnosed with breast cancer. It didnt hit her until they told her the severity of how far it had spread. They said they would have to remove both breasts and that was just the start of the treatment. A first stage of chemotheorpy left her bald.

I asked if it would be possible to take some photographs of her at this stage, she willingly accepted. My own concerns and fears of cancer are seemingly with fear like anybody.

Taking the photographs led to a discovery of a woman whose 'identity' became an asexual image.

Enlarging the image on to a large scale painting.

It still sits unfinished.

Confined Spaces

A series of photographs which navigate around Bradford.

The photographs document the underlying issue of derelict spaces in city-scapes. Buildings left behind in cities that are moving forward. The focus of the photographs is to look at confined spaces that almost are past reflections on a rapidly changing city.