Saturday, 31 March 2012
Alix Dessain- Cube Gallery
Arrivals Task- Alix Dessain
Dave Haslam Talk- Alix Dessain
Although I had never heard of Dave Haslam and knew nothing about him, his talk last Tuesday was interesting. He talked about the famous music scene in Manchester and about the ‘unknown and secret’ Manchester. Some of the venues he mentioned, such as the Kraak Gallery in the Northern Quarter, have made me want to go out and explore the smaller independent places that can be found here. I knew Manchester was famous for its music scene and that countless bands started out in the city, but I never knew that there were so many musicians that were established here such as Joy Division, The Chemical Brothers and Doves.
Friday, 30 March 2012
Anne Wilson - Lindsay Swan
Thursday, 22 March 2012
Get inspired - Lindsay Swan
Manchester as a city is on a massive scale where buildings can be quite over whelming and the architecture isnt very vibrant or colourful. I want to look at Morroco concentrating on the warm colour pallets and inimate interiors which combine cosy textures and patterns. I want to create a sense of comfort and relaxation in a building which is used as a busy work environment.
Wednesday, 21 March 2012
Fahima Chowdhury - Arrivals Task
For my 'Arrivals Task' I was looking at Piccadilly Gardens. I grew up in manchster so I wasnt sure if I should focus somewhere esle. However, I really wanted to base it on manchester, so I decided to explore the arrival of something new in manchester and the first time I saw it. One memory of mine was arriving at the new piccadilly gardens when the fountains was placed.
My Tale
Arriving at the new and improved Piccadilly gardens was like arriving at a new fresh place. Seeing the new placed fountains created a summer feel to the old rainy space. The spraying water was like crystal fireworks reflecting any light. Each speck of crystal seemed to sparkle vividly and bright. Bright light that was almost blinding, bright light were you could hardly see, however not at all uncomfortable, just a nice place for a cup of tea. The sweet, soft, smell of fresh water moving swiftly all around, what a day to be Mancunian, so happy and so very proud.
Fahima Chowdhury - Matthew Williamson Lecture
First of all Lindsay, because I know you were thinking about looking at moroccan patterns and colour etc, while I was at this lecture I relised you could look at Matthew Williamson as inspiration, because he kept mentioning how his work is always based on the asian/middle easten sort of patterns. Just a thought.
For everyone, this lecture was great, although Matthew Williamson is a fashion designer,he creates these beautiful patterns and the way he uses colour is out of this world. I am not really going to focus on colour or Matthew Williamson but whoever is maybe look at his work. I heard he is looking into interio design to. Anyway the main reason I though I should definitly put this on the blog was because his talk was quite inspirational. He was basically saying how all designers, artist etc should not at all care whether this person or that person would like our work, if we like what we have done then it should not matter (in most cases). He was saying we should just go in to our studios with confidence in ourselves and work..I personally needed inspiration to get started.
This is not much but i was walking past debenhams and found his collection.
Arriving at a place
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Arriving at a place...
After the world’s longest journey, driving from France through Andorra and in to Spain in a crammed car full of luggage and five passengers we had finally made it to Bennicassim. We pulled in to a car park mid-afternoon in the sweltering heat, the sun blaring down on us. There were people everywhere dragging suitcases, tents and gazebos in their shorts and shades.
We began unpacking the car and followed the herds of people down a long dusty track in to the camping area. There were 1000's of tents already pitched up and people kicking back in their deck chairs drinking beer. We found an open space next to a gypsy woman in a caravan who was rumoured to be selling space cake's to fund a living.
Once we had pitched our tents we cracked open our alcohol and began drinking, then later decided to go for a wonder. We trampled over tent pegs and empty beer cans until we reached a path, my sandals were covered in dust. There was noise coming from everywhere people singing, playing music and laughing. We followed a long track in to the main arena where people were queuing for miles for a greasy kebab. We shoved our way through hundreds of people towards the main stage where we were going to watch Plan B. My stomach churned with excitement.
City life/ Claire Lowe lecture
I want to look at city life and the contrast of people, buildings, places and transport. I want to compare the dull reality of the city, such as homeless people to the rich buisness men. From public transport to posh cars and old worn out buildings to new architecture. I also want to look at students, music festivals and partying, all the things that make a city.
I went to the Claire Lowe lecture today which was all about the corridor Manchester which i found quite interesting in relation to what i am doing, she talked about what the corridor meant to different people and having a sense of place and belonging.
'The place is about what the people in the place want it to be about' - Peter Saville.
Unit X - Living it - Arrivals task
Walking along the sidewalk, hearing the children scuttle and play trying to block out the annoying sound off my mother’s shoes tick tock tick tock as much as I tried to block it out the more I found myself whispering tick tock tick tock whilst nodding my head on repeat, the suns still churning high above. I remain down below taking off my coat, my jumper, and my skins all sticky, scorching red eager to itch, the sun quickly absorbing into my skin making the ground un-easy to walk upon. Stopping in a side street unexpectedly I stepped into the warm crisp off sand, gently walking along letting the sand sweep over and between my toes, the clouds above are puffy as cotton balls making the sky seem bright and light. I hear the sounds of seagulls calling in the far distance its fading wait its fading tick tock tick tock the afternoon walk.