Amy Inside Out

Traces of an Art escapist

 Hoylake in the Millennium. 

Today I went to pick up some film I was having developed which I was quite excited about- but unfortunately the one I was most excited about shot using my old Canon AE-1 camera and Lomochrome Purple film wasn’t ready :/

But the mystery of what was on the lonely little tesco 35mm film I found was solved! Turns out the photographs were of lots of weather-beaten  and rust-stained boats, and other general fisherman mess. My dad specifically took my to Hoylake to photograph the area for research for a GCSE Art project and I got really messy that day, in my inappropriate footwear and overly baggy pants tucked into stripy socks. mega cringe. 

I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation, I should do my dissertation.

Northern Art Carbooty 2014

Some shots from the performance. In the background of some of the pictures is Victoria Square, which is the 1st municipal housing to be built in Manchester. The architectural patterns on the garment were based on this building which was built in 1889, and continues to function as supported housing. It was interesting that Emily’s work caused locals to come and talk to us about the history of the Ancoats area after and during performances, which was really interesting. 

I just love the little clay sculptures made by Emily to hold up the supporting poles! So cute!<3

Heaton Park

sorting through (masses of) photos, I thought the 2 blurry pics of Bronte were quite beautiful. The others are okish too.

FFAF’IN

Black and white images show a rough prototype of some of the work I’ll be showing at FFAF. From this model I have decided that the finalised sculptural installation will have 4 steps- dimensions for this are shown in the above drawing. It will be quite big at 120cm high.. Front stair panels will be made 2cm shorter in order for light to shine through. 

The prototype, which was made with a limited supply of MDF, has no front stair panel at the bottom due to lack of material.. but I think this could be an interesting place to put a projector… possibly 

I’ll post the proposal for this piece of work later as the work may make more sense then. Although I haven’t re-read it since I wrote it and it was written in only a few minutes :/ 

FUTURE-EYES

FutureEyes

"Future Eyes is an ongoing art and photography project by LA-based Brent Paul Pearson, who makes freaky-fractals in the form of old-timey round glasses. Pearson describes Future Eyes as a cultural experiment, because when people wear them in a social atmosphere, everything changes. “Each person who tries them on is transported into a world of the senses, taking them out of their own mind and placing them in the present moment,” he says. “Similar to the effects of drugs and alcohol, it alters their sense of self. It is a kind of conscious sensory exploration.”

It is surprisingly difficult to walk across the room in a pair of these specs.

 

This is from a project I did in my foundation year- the urban environment which meant spending a large amount of the semester in the Northern Quarter sketching, note-taking, photographing, mooching around etc..
This boy was such an obnoxious twat- I&#8217;m sure it radiates from the image, and I love it. 

This is from a project I did in my foundation year- the urban environment which meant spending a large amount of the semester in the Northern Quarter sketching, note-taking, photographing, mooching around etc..

This boy was such an obnoxious twat- I’m sure it radiates from the image, and I love it. 

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Terrain from the plane
I’ve been pretty obsessed with aerial photography since discovering Yann Arthus-Bertrand and Georg Gerster in foundation. I took this as our plane approached  the Grand Canyon when I flew to LA in June. 

Terrain from the plane

I’ve been pretty obsessed with aerial photography since discovering Yann Arthus-Bertrand and Georg Gerster in foundation. I took this as our plane approached  the Grand Canyon when I flew to LA in June. 

She sells, seashells and wine.
The lady selling cheap house wine and polystyrene trays of vinegared, mixed seafood, particularly caught our eye. It was established that she had &#8216;Blackpool hair&#8217; and we saw electric blue eyeliner- how could you not. This part of Lancashire wouldn&#8217;t be the same without the donkeys, bright stick-rock, endless tourist traps and the ever face-lifted tower. The glaring parallels between Santa Monica pier/Venice Beach/Coney Island and Blackpool were both heart warming and tragic. 
There&#8217;s always a vendor eager to sell doped-up tourists the prescribed dream.

She sells, seashells and wine.

The lady selling cheap house wine and polystyrene trays of vinegared, mixed seafood, particularly caught our eye. It was established that she had ‘Blackpool hair’ and we saw electric blue eyeliner- how could you not. This part of Lancashire wouldn’t be the same without the donkeys, bright stick-rock, endless tourist traps and the ever face-lifted tower. The glaring parallels between Santa Monica pier/Venice Beach/Coney Island and Blackpool were both heart warming and tragic. 

There’s always a vendor eager to sell doped-up tourists the prescribed dream.

From Blackpool, with Love