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Month: January, 2013

Social art & Social enterprise

Last year i was introduced to the term social enterprise:
“A social enterprise is an organization that applies commercial strategies to maximize improvements in human and environmental well-being, rather than maximising profits for external shareholders. Social enterprises can be structured as a for-profit or non-profit, and may take the form of a co-operativemutual organization, a social business, or a charity organization.” – wikipedia

And with a little push, I started thinking about my obsession with accessibility might be an alignment with social enterprise. The “trick” of providing something an audience member wants, then subtly and carefully pitching a bigger issue, a bigger question.

Similarity brainstorm:
Hope for change.
Optimistic. Small actions = big change.
Interactive & involves audience decision making.
Often experiential too…
Aim for inspiration.
Creative/Entrepreneurial
Are often multi-pronged in their action.
They think holistically in their process.
[to be continued…]

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I recently did a little project at the School of Life.
It’s a place for middle class and upper folks to find more meaning. In life.
Be it work, love, creativity, breakfast or big thoughts.

It’s first residence in Melbourne is a pop-up 10 week term in Collingwood.

While hardly any is free, most quite expensive – I am interested in accessing it’s demographic. Similar to my own work within city streets for city workers & aligned with the continual research of big questions.

I also love that this is not funded by anyone. It is based on ticket sales, favours and inkind support in the way of plants, food, rent. Small Giants are good that way…

For their Native Food Feast for Australia Day, myself and Tony Adams from Slow Art Collective collaborated to create a wall installation out of recycled materials: TRASHMAP 3066

 

And also (spruik!) I be back at The School of Life for #ModernLove. An interactive exploration of love today. Of dating sites, digital notes and facebook stalking.
I’ll be working on hArtefacts –  a collection of objects from past loves. [watch this space]

 

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TRASHMAP 3066

The fascination of gleaning, is fast becoming an obsession. Where once I walked with my eyes on the clouds, they now fossick the footpath.

Bottle tops. Coloured straws. Bread tags.
Popsticks. Discarded posters. Spoons.
Plastic detritus: zip ties, shards n’ colour.
Nails and screws. Un-dry rubber bands.
Metal. Of all varieties.
The rusted. The flattened. The curios.
The bright. The usable. The ready-to-be-scrubbed-clean.

As a proposal from The School of Life, Tony Adams from Slow Art Collective and myself created an installation for their Sustainability Feast using only items we’d found within 100 metres of the venue.

The result: a TrashMap of Collingwood, made from materials we had collected from within 100m of The School of Life. In only 2 walks, each of about an hour each.

The amount of things we found so quickly appalls me. 
A timely reminder at the need of nothing.

TrashMap involved those at the  event, inviting them to construct contributions to the Collingwood map. Some were specific (the toy shop on Smith st, the people’s market, the tree on the corner, Abbotsford convent…) to the abstract.

“It’s kind of like lego. But with a glue gun.”  – child.
True.

The accessibility of work like this is key. Not only through public contributing, but it will also sit there for the next few weeks, hopefully starting conversations, thoughts, creativity, maybe even the mixture of guilt and hope…

More photos can be found here too.

For the real thing you can visit School of Life at 22 Peel St, Collingwood, open Fridays from 4pm to 10pm & weekends 8am till 5.30pm.

What we don’t need more of.

Question for you.
What does the world need no more of?

No more coathangers.
Nails for hammers.
Plastic soy fish.

Un-eco friendly detergent.
Non recycled toilet paper.
Beer bottle tops.

Chests of drawers.
Cupboards.
Bed frames.
Or book shelves.

No more arseholes.
Narrow minded decisions.
Nor unlistening ears.