verdure engraved - spring 2015
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verdure engraved spring 2015
cover image by pheobe riley law
frontispiece by jrf
pheobe riley law jez riley french
maria silvano jayne dent
martin eccles sarah grundy deanna smith
ellen welsh sally madge
claire zakiewicz jasia szerszynska
ee cummings kveta pacovská
pheobe riley law ‘desire lines’ (2015)
from the newly released book (see page 102 for further details)
pheobe riley law ‘dial’ (2015)
from the newly released book (see page 102 for further details)
jez riley french ‘dissolve’ (2015)
from the newly released book / cd (see page 102 for further details)
jez riley french ‘dalby forest’ (2015)
from the newly released book / cd ‘beam | charcoal’
(see page 102 for further details)
I’m entirely drenched In gold and blood But it’s been covered up By my writhing in the mud I washed it off By swimming in the eels It can make you sing I’ll let you know how it feels Does that mean anything to you?
Up here in my tree
Choruses without ours
I’m on the brink Of my betrayal It’s succinct It’s all labelled In this white room Swimming in eels The mother’s death looms He’s making deals Does that mean anything to you?
I finished that book I listened to that song Can I kill myself now? I got my life wrong The only thing I like Is swimming in eels The mother’s death looms He’s making deals Does that mean anything to you?
His smile beats The skin of my skirt He whispered in my ear “I hope this hurts “Let’s kill the space “By swimming in eels “It can make you sing “Let me know how it feels” Does that mean anything to you?
You, Pleasure might mistake Me for the Paradise, Me for the snake But I was never evil Swimming in eels I’m only fallible Opening seven seals Should I?
I’ve been growing pale The sun burdens my head I’m holding on to what? Becoming one with the dead What keeps me alive Is swimming with the eels It made me sing Opening the seven seals Shouldn’t I?
I would like to sell My silence to you It pains me the most I trust you’ll follow through “Come lady join me in “Swimming in eels “It can make you laugh “Tell me how it feels” Should I?
“Do not be afraid “For I am the snake “I have come to you “The snake from the lake “Come in little girls “Swimming in my eels “It can make you laugh “Do tell me how it feels” Shouldn’t I?
What is this Uncivilised noise?
The cries of the girls Attracted the boys “Leave us alone “To swim with the eels” Did the Earth open up Breaking the seven seals? Does that mean anything to you?
I will twist out of Your eyes, your eyes’ air, Your eyes’ soul, Your eyes’ hair Karma is rife when Swimming in eels She pleases me the most She released the seven seals Does that mean anything to you?
The snake his eyes Six, burnt like a flame Very misleading I am not to blame Holding on to faith by Swimming in the eels Come rebel with me We’ll remove our seals Does that mean anything to you?
I opened my mouth And let out a scream I shattered all the glass I interrupted her dream As she awoke Whilst swimming in eels I held her hand We’ll remove our seals
Does that mean anything to you?
The snake was white With a sword for a tongue
Burning all the books For the song we sung The lake survived For swimming with the eels There was nothing left We’ll remove our seals Does that mean anything to you?
Seven seven seven Seven seven seven I reduced it to six I stopped it being seven I did it all alone By swimming with the eels I persuaded her to join me We removed our seals Does that mean anything to you?
Think where you were Before you fell The snake choked on his sword I’m not scared of hell I’m more scared to stop Swimming in my eels That’s my only regret In us removing our seals Does that mean anything to you?
Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power Honour, Glory, Power
Are yours Tying me in eels It can make you cry I’ll let you know how it fucking feels That should mean something to you.
Thoughts on the collages on my website
Thank you for requesting these small, untitled, exploratory images for inclusion in Verdure Engraved, which has prompted me to think about why I produced them and how they might fit into the flow of my practice. To date their significance has eluded me; I know I like them, but I am not sure why. Perhaps it's because they are still in the process of 'coming into being'. I am not clear about my agency in their production other than that of garnering, assembling, editing and ordering. They somehow defy classification within my taxonomy of self-manufactured artefacts – there's an independence of spirit which I'm unable to pin down – visceral innuendos, floating body parts …
As I work in my studio, things get cleared aside, dropped, piled up, lost and forgotten; spillages, stains, accidents occur, byproducts of purposeful action; the mess left during the process of creating something of greater significance. There are, however, definite possibilities inherent in these abject remains. Out of the corner of my eye I notice an interesting juxtaposition of line, stain and torn part-image, and once these are conjoined there is a suggestion of something other. Something more? Edges become points of departure, the place where action happens, boundaries are blurred and borders crossed between glued-down fragments of mass-produced imagery and the application of a fluid mass of ink and water or a containing pencil line. I cut, tear, mark, layer and stroke the surface; shapes are formed from disparate elements, associations conjured, movement evoked, magic made. Each assemblage of marks and materials is an almost unconscious process – repairing, augmenting and reworking the fragments, creating new spaces; a solitary game of Exquisite Corpse.
jez riley french - ‘dissolves’ ltd edition (100 numbered copies) saddle stitched book + ty cd + download
the eagerly awaited document of the first series of mineral explorations, capturing the sounds of the dolomites dissolves and snail shells in flux.
‘again, French turns our ears towards captivating worlds of sound’
‘when he gets it right, which he very often does, French has an uncanny knack of producing work that grabs us firmly by the ear and the mind…stunning images that trigger the imagination as much as the intimate sound worlds presented here’’ £8 (uk)
jez riley french - ‘beam | charcoal’ ltd edition (100 numbered copies) saddle stitched book + ty cd + download
recordings of wood in various states (standing, burning, resting, turning to charcoal) accompanied by a book of JrF’s brooding photographs of woods and forests at night.
‘a release of the natural sounds of trees in various states that allows you to re-tune your ears. Worth a purchase for the long bonfire track on its own. Remarkable. The images show another fascinating side to French’s visual work’ £8 (uk)
pheobe riley law - ‘dial’ ltd edition (50 numbered copies) saddle stitched book
new photographic work, february - april 2015
‘these pieces seem to me to be about rethinking the photograph. The subject matter is extracted from environments playfully and re-shaped, allowing us to look again at that which we tend to pass by’ £6 (uk)
pheobe riley law - ‘desire lines’ ltd edition (50 numbered copies) saddle stitched book
images drawn from explorations of desire lines in east yorkshire, 2015
‘mapping these chosen tracks with wool, discs of plastic, wood and mirror, and indeed with her journeys along them, what we are presented with is an insight into an emerging artist with a keen sense of place, and its power to inspire us’ £6 (uk)
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