All entries for Sunday 28 September 2008
September 28, 2008
Slow Poetry Trail
Launches Saturday 27 September and Sunday 28 September 2008, at Strid Wood, Bolton Abbey Estate, North Yorkshire.
Over eighty of David Morley’s new “slow poems” will be exhibited as public art in the woodland.
Over the summer, David Morley has been working on a large-scale commission from Chrysalis Arts to write and then artistically realise a series of ecological ‘slow poems’. Working in the spirit of Ian Hamilton Finlay, the poems were written in the wood or by the River Wharfe as its moves through the woods, and the pieces are realised as visual art using natural and non-toxic materials. Over eighty of these poems will be “published” in a woodland in North Yorkshire and remain there until they decompose, or are picked apart as nesting material by birds. This project picks up on pilot work that Professor Morley, a National Teaching Fellow, carried out with his students at Warwick University at the Capital Centre in 2007-08.
Davd Morley’s poetry series is part of a new Slow Art Trail, one of the aims of which is to raise awareness of environmental issues and to explore how artists can develop a more sustainable approach to their creative practice. The project connects with the slow food concept of taking more time to appreciate quality, sourcing materials locally and highlighting issues such as re-using and recycling, sustainable transport and responsible travel. Other artworks in Strid Wood include sculptures by upcoming and established Brit Art members such as Steve Gumbley, Laura Ellen Bacon, Johnny White, Jane Revitt and Andy Plant.
The Slow Art Trail begins at Skipton Auction Mart where a special free bus will travel to the Strid Wood Exhibition Centre, Bolton Abbey. Here the route continues on foot through the woods via the Cumberland Trail. The bus will depart from Skipton Auction Mart every 30 minutes from 10.00 a.m. to 4.00 p.m. on the hour, and return on the half hour from the Strid Wood Exhibition Centre from 10.30 a.m. to 4.30 p.m.
Heading down to the Freshers' Fair later today - via PC World for a new set of wireless headphones, as the last pair has recently died and gone to headphone heaven - and to wander about campus looking suitably Fresh.
If anyone reading this is doing English in some form, and going to the Faculty meeting tomorrow at 2pm in the Ramphal Building, I'll be the one who's horribly late, or in the wrong room, or doing something I shouldn't. Like abandoning The Faerie Queen in the nearest wastepaper bin.
No, I'm only joking. Judging by the first page, The Faerie Queen is going to be a thrilling read; I can hardly wait. Though there's also a great deal to be said in defence of the short lyric - emphasis on the word short - of the sort that came to us from Petrarch via Wyatt etc. And not least because those poems can be read in a weekend.