A leaf, #365ArtDrop18, a leaf left hanging in Hoxton, East London….

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A leaf, #365ArtDrop18 – 365/2 – a leaf left hanging in Hoxton, East London

A leaf – #365ArtDrop18 2/365 – A leaf left hanging, the second of 365 artdrop pieces of 2018, one of the daily concluded paintings of 2017 painted on a piece of found recycled hardboard and now left out by a door in Hoxton, East London left there for someone to take should they wish to do so 

 

 

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The 3rd, 4th, 5th and 6th parts of the final #43ArtDrop piece of 2016 were left hanging on….

#43ArtDrop Part 4/43 (Dec 2016)

#43ArtDrop Part 4/43 (Dec 2016)

The 3rd, 4th, 5th and 6th parts of the final #43ArtDrop piece of 2016 were left hanging on four walls in East London today, Sunday December 18th.  Four paintings on recycled wood picked up off the London streets, four pieces painted on and then hung back out on the streets for people to take should they wish to. A piece of work in 43 parts, the final part will be hung on a wall before the year ends. 43 paintings on found things, the paintings have to be on found things, fresh growth and fresh layers on things no longer wanted. Each piece marked with #43ArtDrop so people can interact with the piece of work….

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Another leaf growing through the gold…..

Gold? Leaves? Fragile? A majestic swan, looking all calm but under the surface feet are kicking and things are happening, shows coming together and plans and…. no Christmas sales here, it is the season to keep a low profile while all around the desperate need to sell sell sell. Most invites to take part in events are being politely turned down until the new year, although outside walls are being put to good use and old nails where things can be hung are being put to good use.  Gold is a show invite I have accepted, mainly because the gallery asked for a particular couple of recent pieces that haven’t been shown yet and I do rather like the gallery and the shows they put on in that space.  Gold happens at BSMT Space, 5d Stoke Newington Road, Dalston, London, N16 8BH. The group show opens on December 15th and runs until the 18th.

A Leaf, East London, November 2016

A Leaf, East London, November 2016

The leaf in the (found) gold frame is another thorny one, 110cm x 75cm, the leaf is now behind glass, it is a leaf in my mind, others see other things, no one is right or wrong. This Autumn has been about leaves, most of the rather productive year has been…

A Leaf, East London, October 2016…

A Leaf, East London, October 2016…

 

The “dropping” of the Thirteen Shelves pieces continued today…

The Thirteen Shelves piece, a piece of work in thirteen parts, continued today…
Thirteen Shelves – October 2016. Thirteen white wooden shelves from a smashed up piece of furniture, 25cm x 35cm. Thirteen shelves, found, recycled, turned into blank canvases and saved from a Hackney skip, painted on and left hanging as #ArtDrop pieces for people to take should they wish to.  Three more of the thirteen were left hanging on walls in East London in the Autumn sunshine today

Last night’s late night #artDrop piece…

#ArtDrop

#ArtDrop

Last night’s late night #artDrop piece, painted on a recycled piece of wood and left hanging on the wall of a bookshop on Broadway, Hackney, East London, underneath an invader, there for someone to take should they wish to (August 7th 2016)

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Displacement? Words? Another show…. art…. blah blah… this… that…

Displacement then. Displacement? Words? Another show…. art…. blah blah… this… that… words? What’s words worth?…. there goes the neighbourhood…. beer…paint…. rust…. people…. words… friends…old friends, new friends…. foes, toes, stepping on toes, artists, egos… words…i did write a whole load of words and post a whole load of photos from the opening night, the artists, the glorious space and more over on the ever busy Organ pages (yeah yeah yeah, writing about shows I’m taking part in, well the self-appointed art media aren’t exactly on the case are they?)

Here’s the Organ review or the words or whatever you wish to call it…

Displacement? Words? Another show…. art…. blah blah… this… that… words? What’s words worth?…. there goes the neighbourhood…. beer…paint…. rust…. people…. words… friends…old friends, new friends…. foes, toes, stepping on toes, artists, egos… words…

Dispacement, East London, July 2016

Dispacement, East London, July 2016

I was on the way to the show yesterday morning, off along the road, painting under arm, off to hang it in there with the paintings, all beautiful rust and the industrial marks and the hard graft, sweat and iron filings and the twists of the metalwork workshop on the old street of caves under the railway arches. London’s caves full of car mechanics and taxi repair spaces, (a street without an actual coffee shop!). Bumped in to an artist friend as I walked to the show painting under arm, a fellow artist who also ran one of the many do-it-yourself gallery spaces that added so much to the fabric of the wreckage around here for a good few years when no one else much cared. His gallery has closed down now of course, pushed out a year or so ago so the space could be taken for another block of expensive unwelcoming not-for-the-likes-of-you flats that are only eleven minutes from Liverpool Street and a step away from ten types of coffee, the gym and some artisan bread. His original gallery long gone and that very morning given two week’s notice to get out of his studio. They, whoever they are, can make more money out of it if they convert it to, who knows what? Displacement? There goes the neighbourhood, he looked a little depressed… two weeks…. toes…. said he’d probably have to give up on London…

Dispacement, East London, July 2016

Dispacement, East London, July 2016

 

Clair Street has been well documented here on these Organ pages in the last few days, weeks and months , East London over the last few years (last twenty nine and bit years since the first Organ actually). Last night an art show opened on Clare Street, a group show and a gathering in one of the under threat industrial spaces, a beautiful space for a show. A show curated by one of the artists who regularly paints and exhibits in the area, this time it was Skeleton Cardboard’s turn to pull together a show… Oh look, words words words…. Last night a week-long show opened, a whole load of art and artists came together, painters, street artists, you know the score, lots of people came along, a good time was had, colour abound in the industrial beauty and crashed Range Rovers and the rust and the welding gear….a big crowd gathered, people smiled, paint was sprayed, photos were posted, images were liked, art was sold, somebody on some cooler-than-us street art blog will probably describe it all as being “the bomb”, people were probably “smashing it”… Another show happened, tempting to say there’s always another show…. but is there? Is there another show? Vyner Street was ghostly last night when we walked passed on the way to Clare Street, it all died so quickly? First Thursday? There goes the Neighbourhood? Displacement? Words? Caves? Artisan bread and only eleven minutes from Liverpool Street? Come and live around here, ten different types of coffee and a fancy loaf of bread?

Dispacement, East London, July 2016

Dispacement, East London, July 2016

 

So an energetic art show happened on a street who’s days are numbered, under the shadow of a new building imposed… words? Energy? Reviews? What’s words worth? What’s Wordsworth? A whole load of artists came together, it was as much about the what happened outside on the street as what was on the walls inside… words? Gere’s the photos, enjoy the photos…. the who needs words? What price coffee? See you at the next one? Is there a next one? (SW)

Click on an image to enlarge or run the slide show and the art and the colour of the industry, this is mostly my part, for the art of everyone else head over to the Organ pages