Sunday, 30 September 2007

Cardboard zombie.


Cut from found cardboard, the Halloween zombie has awoken. Watch this space for further decoration and embellishment.

Saturday, 29 September 2007

Tube.

Platform
curving spanning
banks
verging on
an empty river bed
lined with steel veins
are spaces for trains
stretch and roll
stock kink and flex
scratch and screech
emotive commotion
inertia snake hurtling wake
all aboard
take a seat
strangers faces meet
into the tunnel
aperture funnel
precipice
shelf stacked
high upon a
geological happenstance
look at the view from here
base jump now
free fall from grace
fulfill an overwhelming compulsion
to communicate with space
hear that
orbital orchestra
a whistling flow
remember
amnesia
vertigo
© MARCO MOONE 2008

Friday, 28 September 2007

The bridge and the Pylon.

At last a smile...

At last a smile,
Too quickly fading leaves.
Where did this flush of cheek simmer from?
And what of my words?
Were it not for my eyes reflected in yours?
Was it not a moment?
That gentle tremor of lips amused,
Beyond whim,
After dark without.

(Pencil drawing 2006)

© MARCO MOONE 2008

Thursday, 20 September 2007

The Iconoclast.

'The Iconoclast' is a houseboat which floats for one hour twice a day.
Lifted by the River Thames, the tilted tonnage sways.
If only briefly and in extremes, according to the tide.
'The float' is a full circle, a tranquil point in which to languish beyond eleven hours of slant.
This bohemian vessel has no history of razing icons to the ground, contrary to the name.
However, the houseboat is moored beneath the twin towers and the cathedral facade of a disused power station.
And this lends a backdrop, or an aspect to the theme.

How Mars appears to shift against the background of stars.

My interpretation of another diagram found in the text book I found in a second hand bookstore.
The collage is culled from Sketchbook #93.

Friday, 14 September 2007

No Fun?

Graffiti on wall by canal.
Confused? I am!
Is it a political statement?
Is it an invitation?
Is it desperation?
Surely there is no fun in no fun.
Am I wrong?

Thank you slinkin' hula hula.

If I could share my love of letters with you,
I would tell you about a verse that I devised for a friend,
Sent across the miles between London and Leeds,
Composed delivered and read for more than ten years.


Thank you slinkin’ hula, hula
for my cameo role.
Thank you movie mogul
for directing me when I lost the plot.
Thank you witty wonder woman
for prompting my lines.
Thank you gorgeous Ruby Tuesday
for laughing at my jokes.
Thank you celestial soul mate
for being an intrepid time travelling companion.
Thank you my true friend
for your wizardry.
Thank you giddy galactic guru
for you know
everything.
© MARCO MOONE 2008

Chapter 18.

Ancient measures of distance of the Moon.

My interpretation of a diagram found in a text book from a second hand bookstore.

The book has long since disappeared. The collage is culled from Sketchbook #93.

The River Birds.


Collage culled from Sketchbook #92

Thursday, 13 September 2007

Synergy.

It tastes like a museum.
It feels like a railway station.
It looks like a melody.
It smells like a commotion.
It sounds like a sundial.

Watercolour & ink.

Wednesday, 12 September 2007

Newspaper Collection.

For sale or will swap. Anything considered.

My newspaper collection is getting too big.

We are pleased to offer for sale, or swap, a collection of 10 or more UK news items, related to the women of Windsor.

A comprehensive list can be provided upon request. Will mail to anywhere in the universe.

Saturday, 8 September 2007

Once in a blue moon.

My vision.

To finish it off, I added a caption which is a play on words. I enjoy adding captions or using poetry in my work. It adds a narrative and engages the viewer, or invites them to consider a message related to the image. This can be suggestive, provocative, or sometime obvious.

What is happening when an image is captured by the retina? That brief moment where the viewer accepts the presentation, configures the image, adds it to the other 20 million or so that their eyes have already collected. Try to make sense of it, put it in a box, categorise it, dismiss it. Does it do anything for you?

That moment, a second, a nanosecond. My work, my vision, my presentation, on your retina, inside your mind, how do you feel? Critical engagement. Yes no thank you.
If I am presented with a resource, I will try to work out the best way to take advantage of the resource. Like dreaming of winning the lottery, untold wealth. I have realised now that I have the ability to create things from nothing, make something come to life, tell a story, engage people and share my journey. Magic. This gift which I am still developing is my untold wealth.

If I have an experience that strikes a chord, I will try to capture it, in my own way. It is a desire to create an image in the way that I see it. Everyone sees things differently and I am driven to communicate my vision. It is essential to my well being, that I create or build, it is beyond my control. I am at the mercy of my ability to make, create art.

College Halls of Residence, The Quadrangle. 1990

Friday, 7 September 2007

Sunflowers in a breeze.

Captured an hour ago
Sunflowers in a breeze
Sometimes nodding
Rocking
Sometimes still
Real time audio
Traffic
Dog barking
Wind chiming
Tingling
Setting sun
Pinging
Bursting
Two and a half minutes

Saturday, 1 September 2007

Midnight Sunflowers.

Check out these 2 photographs of the Sunflowers, taken last night at midnight.


Moon over Pylon.

The Moon at 09:47 hrs, captured setting over a line of Pylons.

Can you heal the World?

IMAGINE an environment, an inhospitable place where Human life (as you know it) can no longer be sustained or exist; it’s happening now, an air of inevitability is sweeping your planet. Through explosions in populations and the depletion of resources, through famine, pandemic, war; you can picture a landscape of world-wide desertification, you can hear the glaciers melting, feel the continental shelf moving, believe the impetus is changing.

During the 17th Century it was Galileo who developed the use of the telescope; at the expense of his eyesight, pointing his instrument sky-ward, even at the Sun. In 1660 he happened upon the four largest moons of Jupiter, he collected proof that Copernicus was correct in his theory about the Earth orbiting around the Sun. This went directly against the teachings of your church, i.e. the Earth is at the centre of the Universe, and the Sun revolves around you.

By the late 18th Century we had discovered how to capture images through the invention of photography, leading to broadcasting, newsreel and the transmission of LIVE international events, creating the global village. We had invented flight! In 1969 we landed on our Moon: Perhaps our greatest footstep. The great exploration continues. We did look back at ourselves; we saw our home, a button, in mother-of-pearl, tossed into an endless, velvety, midnight lagoon.

‘The Earth seen from space gave the environmental movement its most powerful icon.’ (Owen-Jackson 2002).

The human race continues to exploit its fascination with imagery and iconography and the gift of flight; a trajectory which is proving epic and tragic; unfolding in real time; before our magnificent eyes.

Today, people, backed by governments and multinational organisations are taking space exploration very seriously. Its big business, despite the environmental impact: Hoping that when the Sun does finally expand to envelop the Earth in its wake you can relocate and continue to procreate eternally. Hitching a ride to another sustainable biosphere; architects of intergalactic real estate; dwelling in a new eco-home.

Through the gift of insight and vision, higher order thinking, we have come to realise (across the millennia) that discoveries and innovations in science and technology have universal and perpetual implications. We can perceive what lies ahead, forecast future events; reflect upon the concept of ‘Mother Nature’. We can comprehend our demise as a species, marvel at the prospect of synergising with machines.

Can you heal the World?
What will climb out of the swamp to inherit the Earth?
When will Capitalism eat itself?
What does make the World go round?

We have conscience; that makes us unique; we know that the environment is our responsibility. This perception of duty is bourn of instinct; quickened by technological advances and intensified by the visualisation of our impact. New discoveries are timely, of the moment; they can alter situations irreversibly and improve the quality of life. The Industrial and Information Revolutions have changed our lives forever, defining new opportunities and possibilities, influencing the way that society is designed and built, changing infrastructure and world order.

We have discovered a new way of thinking about our home in this galaxy. We must empower those who will be making the choices and solving the problems of tomorrow to face the consequences of their future. Harnessing a new way of designing, manufacturing and consuming which sustains the precious relationship we have with our local / global / universal community, its unique diversity and ecological fragility. When the youth of today sing the anthem of tomorrow, let it be their song; and let the song go on.

2 postcards purchsed from The National Museum of Film Photography and Television in Bradford, recently renamed as the The National Media Museum. Culled from Sketchbook #93.

Lantern.

A photograph of a lantern hanging in the potting shed on a rainy afternnoon in July.

Waterfall Walk.

Six minutes of the Waterfall Walk in Ingleton, in the Yorkshire Dales.
The village of Ingleton is surrounded by magnificent countryside with caves, waterfalls, and mountains.

Video keywords: Sheep, drystone wall, barbed wire, moss, lichens, roots, oak trees, river, dogs, fields, farm, caves, horses, bridge, gorge, slug, steps, people, friends, leaves, froth, spray, music, wow, rocks, hills, danger, limestone. wild flowers, fern, pathways, reflections, landscape, branches, geology.

Flag.

Collage: Flag.
Culled from Sketchbook #93

A Study of the Moon.

Pinprick sized moons, captured using a Polaroid camera in West Yorkshire, 2002.
The Polaroids were cut into oval shapes and laid on newsprint and shot fabric.
Sunlight has been added in the photographic image.
If you click/look closely, you can see the moons in the oval shapes.


A Stone Circle and the Pylon.

Here is another image of a Pylon situated near a Stone Circle.

The circle of stones will not appear on any map because it is a modern landscape feature, with no historical significance. However, it is still a series of boulders set down in a circle.......

Check out St. Mary's on the horizon.

The Screen on video.

Please watch this 4 minute film of ‘The Screen’ I have created from recycled cardboard and wood.

Dimensions: Height 1.44m: Width 2.44m

The reverse is painted with wood stain, protecting the cardboard and is currently free of any decoration. The screen is made from found objects, decorated by photos and colour prints. It can also be folded together and will free stand in many positions.

It has been decorated on the first panel with images of the gates of Crow Nest Park. On a rare sunny day, I noticed that the shadows made by the gates were unusual and I decided to record them. It is a photo montage of the gate posts taken from left and right vantage points.

Two of the other panels are decorated with images from the local environment creating a sense of place around The Calder and Hebble Navigation. These pictures represent a spring day with no leaves on the trees, I have seen the same trees in summer and the plastic is hidden by foliage.

The 4th panel has an astronomical theme created by the appliqué of found objects on black fabric and pinhole projection photography. Local churches are featured in The Screen, St Thomas’ in Batley and St Mary’s in Mirfield, contrasted by the architectural grandeur of electricity pylons.

Graffiti Moon.1

I went cycling this morning, on the same route again. The Moon was visible in the morning sky, I was amazed when I arrived at the scene of the crime. The real Moon, and the graffiti 'MOON' in the same shot. 9.43am