Showing posts with label Marcus Westbury. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marcus Westbury. Show all posts
Not Quite Art
Series 2 of Not Quite Art airs on Aunty tonight at 10pm. I recommend wearing a t-shirt and smoking a cigar to enhance your television viewing experience, encourage depth of thought and provide an attractive smoke screen between you and the world.
Here is a piece Marcus wrote in relation to this episode.
Here is a piece Marcus wrote in relation to this episode.
Marcus Westbury is not Bob Dylan
But I admire him none the less. He's gone and got another idea into his head and we all know what happens when Marcus Westbury has an idea.
I still want to punch Marcus Westbury in the face
But its against the rules to tell you why until I finish this essay. Why not read this in the meantime? Or you could think about whether or not yelling at stars is a stupid waste of time or even think about this, is it not odd that the first thing everybody thinks is pornography? Since when did naked equal porn and I would like to add, distastefully, that Lolita is a splendid book, it has an astonishing rhythm.
About face
I am tired of being silly. I want meaning and an intellect to bounce things at. An intellect that will stand while I bounce things and see what they hit or how they splat when they hit the floor. I am reading Marcus Westbury's essay "Fluid Cities Create", I'm responding in my quiet way with spinning words and pondering thoughts solid as objects.
You see, I have friends, some marvellous and necessary and others broken pointed things to prick my feet on and some I am so unsure of, so unsure as to what it is that they are doing in my life that I have to poke at myself to see if I am real. I am not tired of my friends, in fact I want to gather them to me with steel bands. I want to wind them through me until I have an infrastructure. I have friends but I hunt them in packs. I want to stand them in lines and walk straight down the centre looking neither left nor right simply feeling their presence.
I have family, it is fractured and unusual and far away but it is there. I have friends and family. I have friends and family. This is not a useful mantra.
I am not coming to pieces. I feel strong and positive, I'm lining up shots and splitting trees but it has come to my attention that I am tired of being silly and of launching, always launching. I want a constant companion not this interchangeable could be any one of you sitting with me existence. I want someone to sharpen my intellect on, someone so solidly there that I am unafraid of empty spaces.
Its not about that old foe romance. This is about building a treehouse to dive from and retreat to. A boxed thing of wonder run through with clouds and growing solid from the spinning earth, something that doesn't depend on hair styles, tectonic alignment or the scythe of careless wit.
I'm in love I'm in love I'm in love with botanical foam
Organic botanical shower foam to be exact.
In other exciting news you can download "Not Quite Art" to watch at your leisure, go on, have a gander and see if you also would like to punch Marcus Westbury in the face.
In other exciting news you can download "Not Quite Art" to watch at your leisure, go on, have a gander and see if you also would like to punch Marcus Westbury in the face.
I just want to punch Marcus Westbury in the face
In a simple walking "This is Modern Art" kind of a way Marcus Westbury eloquently turns my whirling thoughts into sentences. This is not the first time he has done this. Once in Newcastle at TINA I was chairing a panel and I was starting to run into trouble, one of my panelists didn't show up, another turned out to be shy. It was looking like trouble until Marcus popped in and started asking wonderful discussion generating questions. That time I wanted to hug him, not punch him in the face.
Tonight was a different story. There was Marcus on the telly with his very own show "Not Quite Art', walking around making sense of things. I am intensely interested in this show and where it is leading. He started where I had my own personal cultural revolution, Newcastle city of dreams and disasters. In the one day I sat on a step across the from the Town Hall and realised it was ok to want to be a writer, three hours later some locals were throwing eggs at me from a speeding car. One egg hit the footpath next to my foot and splatted, the runny egg went inside my shoe and soaked into my sock. I spent my last five dollars on a new pair of socks.
Marcus then travelled to Glasgow and showed the tremendous success artists are having in disused spaces across the city. He has a way of funneling complex ideas into a still moment. He said "Culture should be exciting, it should be something that you are part of." He's right. He reminded me of all the things I have run away from when Artboy when mental and fucked off. I have turned my back on what's under my nose and once again because of Marcus Westbury my life is about to take another left turn. It shouldn't be up to Marcus Westbury to direct my life. I shouldn't need some man I've spoken to on the phone once or twice, exchanged a few emails with and occasionally bumped into to remind me of the beautiful vibrating soul of this city. I want to be The Captain of my creative self. Sometimes I just want to punch Marcus Westbury in the face.
Tonight was a different story. There was Marcus on the telly with his very own show "Not Quite Art', walking around making sense of things. I am intensely interested in this show and where it is leading. He started where I had my own personal cultural revolution, Newcastle city of dreams and disasters. In the one day I sat on a step across the from the Town Hall and realised it was ok to want to be a writer, three hours later some locals were throwing eggs at me from a speeding car. One egg hit the footpath next to my foot and splatted, the runny egg went inside my shoe and soaked into my sock. I spent my last five dollars on a new pair of socks.
Marcus then travelled to Glasgow and showed the tremendous success artists are having in disused spaces across the city. He has a way of funneling complex ideas into a still moment. He said "Culture should be exciting, it should be something that you are part of." He's right. He reminded me of all the things I have run away from when Artboy when mental and fucked off. I have turned my back on what's under my nose and once again because of Marcus Westbury my life is about to take another left turn. It shouldn't be up to Marcus Westbury to direct my life. I shouldn't need some man I've spoken to on the phone once or twice, exchanged a few emails with and occasionally bumped into to remind me of the beautiful vibrating soul of this city. I want to be The Captain of my creative self. Sometimes I just want to punch Marcus Westbury in the face.
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