The Planet’s Mental Illness (2012, biro on paper, 105X145cm) The first thing I need to explain about this piece is why I chose the word planet instead of world; the latter being specific to humanity and all of its concerns, whilst the former describes everything that makes up the ball of rock, gas and liquidContinue reading “The Planet’s Mental Illness”
Author Archives: John B Ledger
Long Stares That Never Reach Anywhere.
I am sat staring down a hillside, sat where I often sat when I worked here for 5 years, with my mp3, on shuffle function, playing out sounds from my last 10 years of accumulated music, staring as if looking for something in the manner in which I have so for as long as IContinue reading “Long Stares That Never Reach Anywhere.”
End of Year Haunting
Accompanying sound…. Ceremony – New Order Unite – Burial The Glorious Land – PJ Harvey One of These Days – Pink Floyd Born To End – Manic Street Preachers Dog Shelter – Burial 21st Century Schizoid Man – King Crimson Novelty (1st Transmission Session, Central Sound Studios July 1979)- Joy Division Temptation – Heaven 17
Touching on the symbolic; visiting a place to try to help put a closure on a stage of my life
My recent move to London was much needed for disparate reasons, but more than any, because the course my life has taken during the past 10-12 years has served its time, and has run out of energy. As I say in the previous post, life is just a series of shimmies away from the pits/totalContinue reading “Touching on the symbolic; visiting a place to try to help put a closure on a stage of my life”
Drawing in situ at P A N D E M I C York
I took part in York this weekend just gone. P A N D E M I C, inspired by the Situationist movement (notably the philosopher Guy Debord, who wrote Society of the Spectacle), invites anybody to come along, to perform, discuss, or whatever they feel they want to do. But it is also an environmentContinue reading “Drawing in situ at P A N D E M I C York”
Borderline Ballardian
Group art exhibition Curated by Globalsapiens C.A.D.S. – 7 Smithfield, Sheffield Date: Friday 6th July – 18th July 2012 Bordeline Ballardian is an exhibition of works that questions and observes British society and the psychological effects of technological, social and environmental developments.The word ‘Ballardian’ originates from the works of British novelist, James Graham Ballard andContinue reading “Borderline Ballardian”
The Mary Rose: we are sinking (installation)
“The (Diamond) jubilee has made the union jack more unavoidable than perhaps any time since the war” Owen Hatherley This installation was for the exhibition Borderline Ballardian, at Creative Arts Development Space, Sheffield. When thinking about the proximity of dystopian forewarnings to the present tense the visuals of fabricated national pride featured very frequently, as aContinue reading “The Mary Rose: we are sinking (installation)”
Borderline Ballardian
Open night Friday 6th July 2012 @ 6pm onwards with live poetry and discussion!Creative Arts Development Space 7 Smithfield, St Vincents, Shalesmoor, S3 7AR Sheffield, United Kingdom “It is the psychological effects of technological, social and environmental developments I am interested in.” JG Ballard To question the environment around us, to take a step backContinue reading “Borderline Ballardian”
Miles away
Traces of a genuine article seem to generate the emotions that the genuine article used to generate but cannot any longer. “If you can see your friend through this tiny lense, then you know that there’s no way home” Touch and Go, John Foxx. Now the world-wide-web has finally encroached (via laptop) upon the territoriesContinue reading “Miles away”
Daft Punk, Discovery: late dreams of a capitalist hyperreal utopia
About half a year ago I wrote about how two different albums by the band Primal Scream ‘are actually the same record, just flip-sides’ (or more like the contents of the first album had been brutally emptied out creating a nightmarish inversion that guided the second album). However, when it was written the first albumContinue reading “Daft Punk, Discovery: late dreams of a capitalist hyperreal utopia”