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The session yesterday was enlightening especially with regard to options and ‘placing’ myself in relation to the ‘art world’ in Nottingham. Marek gave a very interesting overview of his time in Nottingham since 1988. In that time a plethora of artist’s lead initiatives ( five by his hand alone) have occured. Goldfactory took its place in the list.
His C.I.A. arts and business project was interesting but as I don’t produce a kind of work that would fit in with the ‘interior decor’ restraints I unlikely to find this an avenue that I could go down. Talking with my mentor Wolfgang Buttress ( a C.I.A. participant) may convince me otherwise…it certainly the only lucrative arts option at moment as funding turns from muddy pond to dusty racetrack….to desert.
Second talk was from MOOT person Candice Jacobs which dispelled notions of A.C.E. partisanship (although MOOT do appear to be the Golden Goose as far as ACE are concerned at moment). Indeed Candice came over more like Jack (sorry Jill) at the bottom of the beanstalk with a handful of coins and not very sure how MOOT or any of them had got there.
Kind of a ‘Being There’ type tale in the fairytale art world. I do fear that naive enthusiasm may mean that MOOT (despite wads of ACE cash) will not survive the big and nasty Giants of the Real International Art World in the long term but for now it a satisfying fairy tale for all.
Good luck to MOOT but one thing it certainly did reveal was an art-world if not actually ageist in its outlook ( FRESH/YOUNG/VIBRANT…one can hear the ACE tickboxers yell) one that excludes all work not rigidly adhering toa CON-CON perspective. CON-CON being Contemporary Conceptual. It looks like Richard Wentworth is the man to cite and having painted his neighbours house 25 years back when he even then rearranging furniture I no more impressed than I was then. To me it reeks of the sterility of ideas and process based work handed down as the new academy. I just bored of all those old tables and chairs metaphors oiled with lashings of French Philosophy… …new broom someone…p-u-r-lease…….before I fall asleep.
So what the hell does a mildy talented, permanently disaffected cartoonist and dead country star do to fit in here?
At least that two more categories crossed off the available opportunities listings……..CON CON …no way and Arts and Business….adios…?
Maybe a few flower borders could be ticket in ‘public art’ arena although representing the exploitation of migrant workers may not go down well in the Boots manager’s offices?
So dear Wolfgang and anybody else bored or foolish enough to read on what I got left to pitch my aspirations towards?
To be frank I gave up all hope here long ago and anything I do create will probably be for my own amusement.
Moogee will get dragged out of his kennel once more and set to work infuriating the chattering art classes. To this end he have to pay his own way BEYOND THE GALLERY by utilising the kind of ‘create just-in-time’ websites I mentioned before e.g. mugs, t-shirts etc – MERCH land…or should that be Poundland?
https://shaunbelcher.com/moogee
(test website location)
Meanwhile I will take the Terry Allen inspiration and attempt to create a set of 12 songs related to my Berkshire Downs and hometown upbringing that relates to a suite of twelve ‘graphic novel’ comic strip format ‘illustrations.
I also toying with creating a ‘graphic novel’ version of Trailerstar novel
I played with idea of bringing a full scale old Caravan into gallery and fitting it out as Trailerstar’s last resting place but I suspect the health and safety risk assessment will put paid to that notion. Allowing children to clamber into an old trailer full of country and western clothes, reel to reel tape recorders and guitars…..heaven forbid…no-brainer there….
Art…what a laugh it all is eh…..