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Staff Poetry

September 8, 2009

2 collaborative poems with Vanessa Bartlett…

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Like a shadow burnt on to the floor,

cast in bronze, made solid, artificial;

a hanging cast of his dreadful insides –

like a wedding photograph

there is no-where to hide from the camera.

We are interested in the clean lines of the end of the day

but that does not matter.

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This self portrait of the mayor of Lisbon is drawn

in

blood.

Blood hides under flesh and emotion,

but emotion makes me tick.

So, thirsty, I hang the curator

and the artist too.

This is my perfect photograph.

It is the photograph that natural light has loaned to us

in the bright, quiet, library of shadows.

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Excellent session with Vanessa Bartlett yesterday, she is Arts Programme Assistant here at the Bluecoat – and as with most people that work in the arts, she is also an artist and arts writer of considerable ambition.

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We started off a discussion with asking what we envisage a member of staff at the Bluecoat getting out of a greater understanding of poetry reading and writing.

My answer

– increasing the ‘creative life’ of the building

– increasing collaboration and communication between artists and staff

– developing new ways to understand and process opinions and impressions of artwork at the Bluecoat

Vanessa

– develop new Critical Perspectives

– less nervousness with language

– refresh view-points

– be a bit playful

(we spoke about Kurt Schwitters sound poetry at this point.  So often DaDa is people’s entry-point to poetry! I love it too.)

You can see Vanessa’s blog here.  A new post she was considering writing is about 3 self portraits.  One by Damien Hurst, one by Francesca Woodman and ones by Andy Warhol.  We used a discussion to develop some ideas around why she liked these portraits, and self portraits as a whole, then wrote a couple of collaborative poems imagining our ideal self portraits

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I think these are fine poems for an hour in the pub!

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Other interesting things that came up, and are present in a way in these poems are:

– the necessary collaboration with unpredicatable light in photography: light ‘giving’ you that moment as a picture, because it is so perfect

– the enjoyment of work that is of such a SCALE that people can’t ignore it

– the phrase ‘it says something about my life’

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We also spoke about attitudes and ideas around ‘Home’.  I’m going to dig some poems out about this and post them on here – they relate to a performance I am working on with Karen McLeod for the Emergency Festival at the Green Room.  Hopefully we will also get a chance to show the piece at the Bluecoat.

O, here is one of the poems I use when I am thinking about home and family: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=179622

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