A poem inspired by the reactions from members of the public to 'The Derby Witness' at Artcore Gallery, presented as part of the Cabin Fever Residency, Spring 2021.
Written and recorded on location at 'Cabin Fever', Artcore Gallery, Cathedral Quarter Derby
Project 'Cabin Fever' is well underway.This first week was spent collecting some interesting positive lockdown stories from some local artists. (you don't have to be an artist to take part in the project). They kindly created work for the project inspired by their stories. It feels great to be part of an actual person to person, tea drinking, creative community again. All of the work will be A6 or smaller, to fit on display in the cabin at the end of the residency. I can't wait to see what comes out of the next weeks. I am also looking forward to receiving some stories and art from way up in Orkney (along with some wool to weave with!) So, there is the option of posting work as long as they come with a story, just let me know at email@example.com and I will send info. Heres some images from last week. Thanks to Stevie Davies, Jenny Seals and Avalon Elizabeth Oakes.
the pigeon’s cüüüs curdle in my ear
their wings flap the warm, too warm, musty-aroma of the space in my direction
and it fills my mouth
I SIT on a bench and conduct a little audit of the space’s usages
MAN SORTS ‘VIDEO CARDS’ (looks like football or pokemon cards but he tells me when i ask that they are, ‘video cards’)
MAN WATCHES VIDEO ON SMARTPHONE, HEADPHONES IN, KNEES SPREAD, PHONE BETWEEN KNEES, HUNCHED IN (but not quite falling in) WITH INTENT
MAN EATS SANDWICH THEN SITS FOR HOURS IN WHAT COULD BE DESCRIBED AS CONTEMPLATION: HIS EYES WASH OVER THE BUILDINGS, THE LINES, CURVATURES OF THE BUILDING. DOES HE TAKE PLEASURE FROM THIS?Throughout the day i love to spot micro twinning efforts in and around the square-not-square: A perfectly placed farm foods, in sight from the square, waves the german flag in red-yellow-black, thank you very much an ornate doomed corner building over looking the square takes me to Bavaria. Munich perhaps. The arriva bus company’s internet, DB sponsored (the one perhaps deliberate effort in my noticings, a corporate result of the twinning town initiative), that doesn't let me connect as the bus moves ON The B1 bus stop sign that looks uncannily like the U5 line Old-kent-road-brown Blocky-font Neglected feel. Berlin, not Osnabrück, but I’ll take it. Ryan joins in my game when we buy our picnic later in the day from germany’s