In the Museum I’ll give you a little insight into my work as a social anthropologist in Southern Africa and London before and during the World Cup – so that we can keep in touch after the big event and build a bridge to the Olympics hopefully …. …
@ the Bikeshed at Platform 1, Walthamstow Central, I will create a ‘Transparent World’ together with Tom Kuppler using ‘left-overs’ from the art-making-world, cycling and E17 …. to advertise the Trail …
@ the BBC Big Screen in the Towns Square where there will be films about the process of making art and about finding one’s religion ….. by t.kuppler and me
2. How many times have you taken part in the Trail?
It is the second time – yet partook as a frequent trailer since the very first one …..
3. What kind of things inspire you to create art?
My social anthropological work in Southern and Eastern Africa in particular …. Every day life, here and there …
4. What challenges (if any) do you face in preparing yourself and your work for the Trail?
The roof is leaking in one of my venues …….and it can’t be locked …..
5. Who are your favourite artists? .
Méret Oppenheim, Claire Bretécher, Elvira Bach, Joseph Beuys, Pauline Binoux , Tom Kuppler, Sarah Harvey, Karl Valentin and Henning Wehn.
6. Please tell us two things you really like about Walthamstow?
It is close to Nature and Central London, the Warner Flats
7. Please tell us one thing you wish Walthamstow had?
The open air Lido near the Hollow Ponds re-opened !!!
3 comments:
vorne garten, hinten garten:
nur der schatten muss noch warten
auf die, die als nächste
tauchen auf als deine gäste
fällen bäume, machen feuer
vuvzelan ungeheuer
und geniessen ohne last
diese deine gastfreundschaft!
Thanks one´s more for these good
ten days in june
Robert
what a sweet and moving poem ....
they must have had a very good time in E17 !
We entered the ‘Women’s’ changing area, styled by a brutalist architect, all black metal and rough concrete. The walls are high enough to stop peeping Toms but still low enough to let light in, if you are a fan of nude sunbathing on rough concrete. It struck me as strange that this was the ‘Women’s’ area and yet we had just come from the ‘Ladies’ pond. Maybe the pond is more genteel, this was more utilitarian, with all the appeal of a women’s lavatory
I turned the corner and who should I see but Maria, the Walthamstow anthropologist. Last time I had seen her, she was performing in a Gilbert and Sullivan production as a ‘little maid’, with a huge ginger wig that resembled an onion bhaji, the only thing she was wearing now was her birthday suit. Not wanting to seem a prig, I joined her, as we struggled into our swim suits, a process similar to donning a small pair of rubber gloves (and equally hard to peel off when wet).
We swam about a bit and then Bridget suggested a selfie, which is hard when you are immersed in a pond. So she got the lifeguard to take a photo of us all, including Maria, who was now part of our gang, to show as evidence of the dirty deed when we returned to work.
After the swim we made our way towards a café. As it was late, all the local cafes were closing and only Starbucks was open. Having picketed Starbucks in the past, I was mortified when Bridget suggested another photo. Luckily, Maria found an organic café up the road. The café overlooked the green which featured in Le Carre’s spy books (always a book reference wherever I go). The café had lovely bread and I had my first taste of rich man’s peanut butter (Nutella). I come from a strictly Hovis and marmalade family and am not used to haute cuisine. All of us were freezing. But I soon perked up when the hot chocolate arrived. ….
All in all, a very successful outing and well done to Paula and Bridget for retaining their humour and dignity during an eventful evening.
Oona
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