Thursday, 17 September 2009

At Lancaster Station

On the return journey from the wedding in Yorkshire of two friends. Morcambe bay vast, a smudged Morandi universe. Here is a rusty bridge at Lancaster Station, which had integral Constance Spry-esque live foliage arrangements.

Wednesday, 16 September 2009


Just listened to Robert Macfarlane talking about his book 'The Wild Places' on Book Club. His reference to marine debris seen on remote coastlines reminded me of Robert Callender and his Plastic Beach and Coastal Collection works. Robert makes uncannily life-like copies of things he finds on the shore. When you see the pieces, especially en masse, suspension of disbelief is almost complete. They can't be made from cardboard and paint. The works mark Robert's monitoring of wash-ups over 35 years. In Plastic Beach the mixed detritus of Coastal Collection has become plastic jetsam.