Well I missed it …the day of reckoning at the Tannery yesterday (Sunday). Clarity given to what seemingly could have been questioned very sceptically by our visitors.
What have we finished? nothing? Does it matter if we haven’t …no! Why? Because it’s all about getting there (aka the process)
Arrived in Machynlleth ready to interrupt, intervene, and engage …but had no real idea of what to expect or do apart from my initial ideas of the fake tannin’ salon.
In the Tannery there was the aftermath of activity a collection of objects piled and connected physically and conceptually. All braced with a freedom to re-arrange and re-interpret.
I certainly had a relaxed approach to making:
– I cut up pictures of men from the booklet of an old classic record. Screwing up ones that did not look as if they’d work in a Tannery and placed these on the floor.
– Placed round objects (cloth, tape, trays) in piles.
– Placed a piece of slate on a piece of paper with the note “foundation stone slate”.
– Made a commerative plaque from card celebrating our day there.
A Fake Tannin’ Salon, the modern tannery. A place where that sun-kissed look can come to the palest of faces.
I will be pondering on the idea of re-interpretation of the way in which a space is used …maybe