Showing posts with label Crowd6. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Crowd6. Show all posts

Saturday, 19 April 2008

To Gob-Shite; With Love




Crowd6's night of Gob-shite, Hear Here, was a triumph and something that I hope they repeat in their programme.  It was a night of story telling and performance told to a captive audience seated around the gallery in camp chairs and bean bags while they munched on popcorn and took in the words.

We heard anecdotes from several people namely dude with little white guitar and man with laptop.  Sadly at present I don't know their names though will find out, but they were brilliant, they had the natural story telling ability.  Man with guitar told a tale mighty similar to Caitlin Griffiths' heart aching short prose about meeting the devil and asking for the gift of music.  Griffiths' devil aiding the young boy/grandfather however in Man with guitars tale it was somewhat different.  Part told like any other story with the odd musical sound to echo parts of the plot, the other part played out and read in rhythm with the guitar.  His tale told with wit included Delia Smith, Audrey Hepburn and Little Richard, each playing their own kind of devil. Man with guitar and his story were sharp, witty, attention grabbing and charming.

  

As for Man with laptop he read a haunting poem about Italy and a spellbinding young lady.  This was my favorite reading of the evening, apart from a rude interruption mid-poem, he was eloquent and charismatic, as was the tale he so fluently told. (I will find out these gentleman's names and let you know!)

Other performances worth mentioning were Stuart Tait's short and very sweet story from his childhood, presented with such genuine emotion like that of a child it was evocative, sweet and compelling.  Mr Miller and Mr Wakefield's readings too were impeccable as per, humorous and compelling, am looking forward to the next installment of this tale and gob-shit at Crowd6.


And finally - Mike Hesp you are a c**t and deserved those cans in your face!

lots of love,
your conscience

Thursday, 10 April 2008

Wunderkammer = Wunderful


Am pleased to write...


... that last night’s preview went very well indeed! The crowd was plentiful, the performers dramatic, the cabinet curious, my co-curator sparkling and the photos…I am yet to look at.

Thank you to all involved, particularly a couple of Crowd6-ers who helped with cabinet lifting/moving throughout the evening.

The central cabinet looked amazing and I would like to take it and everything in it home with me. The archival pieces were beautiful especially the three medals and two trophies. Also, the part of a painting frame seemed to optimise the oddities that are to be found within BIAD’s archives, as the painting and the other three sides of the frame are no where to be found…anywhere!

As for the current students Claudia Simm’s “Consuming Sartre” works, Tim Robottom’s “Cascade Series” and Ana Benlloch’s clock were all particular favourites.

As for the performance, former students Ed Wakefield AKA Cheeseface and David Miller AKA The Lace Gimp went down a storm. The restrained Lace Gimp causing a stir with its uncomfortable movements and Cheeseface with his total stillness. These performances becoming more extravagant as the evening went on, an hour and twenty into the show The Lace Gimp, inside a very steamy cabinet, was let out; the top of the case removed and a white sheet then covered him. After a perfect amount of time he arose and was guided away out of the entrance hall of Margaret Street. Cheeseface was soon to follow, less steamy but more irritated by people tapping the glass, leaning onto the tops of the case and putting their glasses on top (behaviour the art going audience should have known better not to do!). His exit more spontaneous, quick, he ripped off his mask and stood staring at his remains, the utensils etc he had been buried with in state.

Though both of their exits unplanned they were perfect!

I am really happy with the responses so far from this project and have loved every minute of putting this together with Miss Pennington-Wilson and Minda - our cleaning saviour and my hero!

Onto the next one!

Lots of love,
Your conscience