HAPPY NEW YEAR

"I once did a project where I went through Jasper Johns' Sketchbooks'

and drew cirles around all the little drawings of bollox"

Roy Voss 2009

Art is about Confluences

this is something i dreamed up a while ago

Something new, borrowed and blue

SUTRA G

So I haven't posted anything for a long time.

If anyone knows of the Diving School, they'll have seen activity. There are various facets to that Collaboration that I can stake a claim to, or not. I'm currently pursuing threads of my production and attempting to galvanise an oeuvre, I'm doing research and reading drawings, or or the other way around.

There's an essay at the back of Bataille's novel 'The Story of the Eye' that has proffered a structure I am now following, many of my peers are pimping this corner I know, and seemingly it depends on what your genitals like to do that colours how you use this source. A sphere of significants that ultimately generates a chain of interchangeable 'items', the logic to what is appropriate therefore being specific to my choosing.

So a list of what I'm using currently using would read something like this: God v Science, Plants, Allen Ginsberg, Lambs, Lions, Aphorisms, Homosexual German Philosophers, Tigers, Heterogeneity and Bears.

SUTRA G is a little collage to help you decipher this garb!

Warmest Best

DivingSchooLuke and her Lovely Daughters

Hi there this is the initiation of my first blog.

Background info is as follows: AVC Grad '09, born Salisbury, raised Lancashire, into polemics, reluctant homosexual, one of 6 core members of The Bristol Diving School, want to be an arts facilitator, verbs into nouns, time into coins, princess trapped in a hall of mirrors, stand around talking, excessively blond hair with ginger skin and bluevienlattice on my chest, love to feel inspired and do little productive with it.



Blog updates will include reports and reviews of the graduate arts scene, collaborations /projects /interventions, musings on moments, next top model diatribe, homo-erotic novellas and poetic cul-de-sacs. All to be glimmeringly illuminated with imagery and ephemera.