As the wind take us upon this ride arisen from the source
The cart is not stopping for any more passengers.
Through lands of pumpkin fields, snow and dark lagoons
There must be a light to carry the messengers.
One piece at a time, eating this cake will surely make you sick
One piece at a time, keep eating through the stodgy and thick
One last piece in one moment of time - take it right now before it's mine!
Monday 29 October 2012
Thursday 18 October 2012
Inspire 52 - Week 42. Master of Arts
Of all the paper and all of the ink
That swirls around in my head,
Black and white that was once such a friend,
Must now be put to bed.
A new journey and new horizons,
New places to go and see,
New faces to find on the flip side of me.
That swirls around in my head,
Black and white that was once such a friend,
Must now be put to bed.
A new journey and new horizons,
New places to go and see,
New faces to find on the flip side of me.
Sunday 14 October 2012
Inspire 52 - Week 41. Circus, Soleil and Wolves
Well indeed it is incredible how things can change in not even a year ... This year has been incredible and indeed this project is taking unexpected turns too.
Inspire 52 has been hard to keep up with in recent times, mainly because I am doing so much art, having given up my part time job just over 2 months ago, life is now all about the art, not that it wasn't before, but now I am in just oe river, paddling downstream in the flow without taking any detours. I am sure there will be some rapids along the way, maybe even a detour or two, but hey, that's all part of the exciting journey isn't it?!
So what the hell am I trying to get at? .... Well ... I started an MA in Illustration, (and I will also be crossing pathways into Contemporary Performance), 2 weeks ago and this involves documenting my processes and work ... this means another blog! - Now I'm not saying that I'm giving up on Inspire 52! Oh NO!! I am simply proposing a change of format for a while. I have decided that from now on (at least for a while) I will write seven lines, one for each day of the week. They may be inspirations of the day they may be a reflection of the whole week.
I kind of feel like I have generated sooooo much work in a rather prolific manner over the last year, that now it is time for change. A change of direction and a change in the way of doing. So as I no longer know what it is I am doing with Inspire 52, I have decided to give it a new approach. Shake things up a little for the welcoming of autumn ... it is indeed a time of change is it not!
However, you are lucky this week as you will get some images of what a great creative and inspiring weekend I have had ... next week only 7 lines! There may well be beauty and revelation in simplicity!
Friday : Cirque de Soliel in London, unfortunately we couldn't take any pictures, so you have a picture of the O2 Arena in London instead - incredible show - I sat there jaw dropped, moved yet frozen for practically the whole show until we got up and danced like nutters at the end and got complimented by the people sitting behind us for our dancing skills! LOL! :-)
Saturday : I performed as a Wolf in the pre and post show performances for Paper Cinema at The Pier Theatre in Bournemouth. A beautifully enchanting show of performative illustration - just my kind thing http://thepapercinema.com/
Sunday : My newly Illustrated circus tickets, commissioned by Lighthouse to perform as part of their Family Circu Day to celebrate their 10 year anniversary. I was delighted to be part of it and also performed a short show of The Monochronium story with my Wardrobe Studio Post Office
Right ... that's your lot! ... Over and out ...
Saturday 6 October 2012
Inspire 52 - Week 40. In The Frame
As autumn settles in and a new routine (ish) is also on the verge of settling in, I see myself content that I am (just about managing to keep) up to date with my Inspire 52s and also feeling a bit more space in the week to think about new creations.
This summer has been a blast of happenings, activities, projects, performances and new places and faces - which has been fantastic. Still not been on holiday, but having been knocked off my feet with injuries was in itself a gift to change the flow of things and give new perspective and insight, which I guess a holiday also does sometimes too - though I would have obviously preferred a holiday rather than getting injured!!
This week has brought a little bit of space for continuing inspiration to my Monochronium world. I have been developing characters, scenes and plots as, yes thats right, the story did not end at the end of the exhibition in July, indeed there are plans for the next phase!
Here is a new illustration for this week, this is part of the exploration for the next stages of 'Adventures Into The Monochronium'. Of course I am not going to be giving too much away, but futher to the great audience response from my work this summer with the exhibition, show and spoken word performances, the project naturally requires me to take it to the next stages now ... which is very exciting.
Here's some lines dots and marks for ya!
In The Frame
by Hazel Evans
Riding the the frame can be a tricky game
When someone you don't know, calls your name
'Have I been here before? Am I coming here again?
As I step right out of this tall walling game,
The hands on the walls are of my own but simply have their own mind,
Drawing the marks of past moment laughs as bubbles tick tocking chime.
This cart takes me far on a travelling star and over the night sea,
As I look through the glass, someones's looking at this way - is it really me?
This summer has been a blast of happenings, activities, projects, performances and new places and faces - which has been fantastic. Still not been on holiday, but having been knocked off my feet with injuries was in itself a gift to change the flow of things and give new perspective and insight, which I guess a holiday also does sometimes too - though I would have obviously preferred a holiday rather than getting injured!!
This week has brought a little bit of space for continuing inspiration to my Monochronium world. I have been developing characters, scenes and plots as, yes thats right, the story did not end at the end of the exhibition in July, indeed there are plans for the next phase!
Here is a new illustration for this week, this is part of the exploration for the next stages of 'Adventures Into The Monochronium'. Of course I am not going to be giving too much away, but futher to the great audience response from my work this summer with the exhibition, show and spoken word performances, the project naturally requires me to take it to the next stages now ... which is very exciting.
Here's some lines dots and marks for ya!
In The Frame
by Hazel Evans
Riding the the frame can be a tricky game
When someone you don't know, calls your name
'Have I been here before? Am I coming here again?
As I step right out of this tall walling game,
The hands on the walls are of my own but simply have their own mind,
Drawing the marks of past moment laughs as bubbles tick tocking chime.
This cart takes me far on a travelling star and over the night sea,
As I look through the glass, someones's looking at this way - is it really me?
Sunday 30 September 2012
Inspire 52 - Week 39. Memoires of Sedimenta Pebble in The Land of Lower Gardinia
This week has been full of exciting things again, development of a new production, work on a new commission, performance in Bournemouth Arts Festival with The Girls and Wulf Theatre - and facilitating a drawing workshop for The Big Draw today.
Sedimenta Pebble in The Land of Lower Gardinia
Sedimenta Pebble in The Land of Lower Gardinia
Sunday 23 September 2012
Inspire 52 - Week 38. Man in a chair
This week, as things have been getting into a new pattern for autumn and I have been finding myself working more from home and less out and about on location, I have been spending more time at the kitchen sink. Since moving into this new place a couple of months ago, I have noticed a man who sits in the garden against the back wall of his kitchen on a solitary chair. Sometimes he smokes, sometimes he just stares into space. He inspired me this week to write a poem about him.
Man in a Chair
By Hazel Evans
There's a man sitting in a chair
Face in his hands
Wondering how he got there.
What of all his plans
That have left his soul so bare?
How does this man
Have such an empty glare?
There's a man sitting all alone
Out in the rain
At the back door of his home
With a heavy hearted pain
Empty tears silence his last moan,
Facing himself again
Lost, broken, sodden to the bone.
Admittedly, it's not the cheeriest of poems, I have however had a very cheerful week myself so no direct relation to what I'm doing, but indeed a moment of inspiration.
I'm looking forward to getting back on top of my Inspire 52 project and creating some new work and going and continuing the path until the end!
See you next week
H
Man in a Chair
By Hazel Evans
There's a man sitting in a chair
Face in his hands
Wondering how he got there.
What of all his plans
That have left his soul so bare?
How does this man
Have such an empty glare?
There's a man sitting all alone
Out in the rain
At the back door of his home
With a heavy hearted pain
Empty tears silence his last moan,
Facing himself again
Lost, broken, sodden to the bone.
Admittedly, it's not the cheeriest of poems, I have however had a very cheerful week myself so no direct relation to what I'm doing, but indeed a moment of inspiration.
I'm looking forward to getting back on top of my Inspire 52 project and creating some new work and going and continuing the path until the end!
See you next week
H
Sunday 16 September 2012
Inspire 52 - Week 37. Cutting It All Up And Down
And so the summer is coming to an end... what a ride - seriously!
As the autumn begins to show it's face and very gratefully indeed I welcome it in with our 'Indian Summer' it also marks a time for change. Two things I have done recently spell this out to me and they have both involved cutting things up, not to disolve them completely, but to make them into something different, like a metamorphosis to take us to the next stage of life.
1. Cutting up
The 3m x 4m illustration has now been cut into 52 individual A3 pictures that will form the next stage of the collaboration ... I'm very excitied about the next bit ... to be revealed at a later date. It's been really great working with Hayley this year. As we were cutting up we were talikng about what we have gained from each other in this collaboration, it has been a very insightful and growing experience.
2. Cutting Down
Cutting my way through the Paper Forest ... having lived with it for 2 months in my exhibition, it was now time to cut it down. But in honour of the art work and everything it has bought me as a new installation, story, song and journey of discovery, I had to do it correctly. I began cutting each piece of paper with my big shear like scizzors, cutting my way though the 'thin tall trees speaking tales in time'. I kept the words, poems and comments that the public had contributed and began carving a new path through the forest.
As the autumn begins to show it's face and very gratefully indeed I welcome it in with our 'Indian Summer' it also marks a time for change. Two things I have done recently spell this out to me and they have both involved cutting things up, not to disolve them completely, but to make them into something different, like a metamorphosis to take us to the next stage of life.
- The cutting up the Explosive Illustration collaboration with Hayley Potter.
- The cutting down of The Paper Forest.
1. Cutting up
Inking it up
Planning the disection
2. Cutting Down
Cutting my way through the Paper Forest ... having lived with it for 2 months in my exhibition, it was now time to cut it down. But in honour of the art work and everything it has bought me as a new installation, story, song and journey of discovery, I had to do it correctly. I began cutting each piece of paper with my big shear like scizzors, cutting my way though the 'thin tall trees speaking tales in time'. I kept the words, poems and comments that the public had contributed and began carving a new path through the forest.
Wonder away, wonder away,
As the trees lead the way
Shadows emerged smiling bright
The act of cutting through the forest felt quite overwhelming yet exciting at the same time, it was releasing hidden spaces and creating new places - something new was happening and emerging.
It felt like I was performing inside a piece of poetry.
Illuminating shapes and scribing sounds
Murmuring roots from the undergrounds
The Paper Forest spoke softly to me
And asked me to write my story
Conclusion
Cutting up and down the art has been a learning experience, a journey of freedom, an expression letting go and finding new paths forward.
To see the Paper Forest installation in it's original form click here
Beautiful edited pictures by Danika Westwood
(Plus some snapshots from my phone)
Sunday 9 September 2012
Inspire 52 - Week 36. Harmonic Fields Inside Out
I have had the most amazing time this week - I have been performing as Aeolian in Harmonic Fields in Portland Dorset.
Following a residency weekend exploring outdoor performance in June with Jany Jeremie, the show choreographer, I was employed as a performing artist for Harmonic Fields as part of Inside Out Festival and London 2012 Cultural Olympiad.
Harmonic Fields is an ensemble of 500 instruments, played by the wind. Harnessing this natural energy, life is breathed into the orchestra, creating a symphonic soundscape, unique to each visitor.
Pierre Sauvageot, creator of Harmonic Fields explains. “We’re constantly bombarded with new noises, which amplify, until we no longer listen. Sounds from Harmonic Fields are quiet and come at their own pace, like waves on the seashore. It is music in its simplest, most primal form.”
Harmonic Fields is part of the London 2012 Festival, the spectacular 12-week nationwide celebration running from 21 June until 9 September bringing together leading artists from across the world with the very best from the UK.
The London 2012 Festival celebrates the huge range, quality and accessibility of the UK's world-class culture including dance, music, theatre, the visual arts, fashion, film, comedy and digital innovation, giving the opportunity for people across the UK to celebrate the London 2012 Olympic and Paralympic Games.
Inside Out Festival website
We were very lucky to have amazing weather all week, and even one of the windiest locations on Dorset, we had some times when there was just no wind to play the instruments. It was great to meet and work with Pierre Sauvageot and Jany Jeremie, and work with the rest of the Aeolian team (including fellow Valise Noire partner Michele O'Brien), we had such a laugh all week.
This is a piece of free writing I did whist an Aeolian. I am aiming on doing more free writing, it's interesting to see where the mind and pen take you.
Free writing on Harmonic Fields - unedited - By Hazel Evans
And so they spoke to us, the Aeolian winds flew over seas on the back of a gull, flighting, gliding up against the rock of the cliff. Skipping on the flickers of water rising off the rippling tide, wide, astride they travelled far on the water's story. A path of darkness, black and blue, a path I though I'd taken before, it was one I thought I knew. The ocean opened and the seas unfolded, and inside, the stories were all rolled up, in a cavern locked tight with only one key, that was lost for a lifetime, it was there but no-one could see. They stepped on down the seabed floor and walked all the way until they reached a frozen door. The ice built a lock in the waters cold, the stories were behind it frozen untold. For year on year they wondered who could tell of the spell and how to break it and where was the wishing well. In the depths of the blue, the silent life froze, gliding in time, laid stillness in the mill-ness the pond arose. The churning and turning awoke from below, as the earth shuddered and opened a crevice to show what had always been there but always not seen left up to us to reveal the screen.
This is a film posted on You Tube by a member of the audience ... I think there were almost 15,000 visitors in 10 days! - That's me dancing at the end!!
Following a residency weekend exploring outdoor performance in June with Jany Jeremie, the show choreographer, I was employed as a performing artist for Harmonic Fields as part of Inside Out Festival and London 2012 Cultural Olympiad.
Harmonic Fields is an ensemble of 500 instruments, played by the wind. Harnessing this natural energy, life is breathed into the orchestra, creating a symphonic soundscape, unique to each visitor.
Pierre Sauvageot, creator of Harmonic Fields explains. “We’re constantly bombarded with new noises, which amplify, until we no longer listen. Sounds from Harmonic Fields are quiet and come at their own pace, like waves on the seashore. It is music in its simplest, most primal form.”
Harmonic Fields is part of the London 2012 Festival, the spectacular 12-week nationwide celebration running from 21 June until 9 September bringing together leading artists from across the world with the very best from the UK.
The London 2012 Festival celebrates the huge range, quality and accessibility of the UK's world-class culture including dance, music, theatre, the visual arts, fashion, film, comedy and digital innovation, giving the opportunity for people across the UK to celebrate the London 2012 Olympic and Paralympic Games.
Inside Out Festival website
We were very lucky to have amazing weather all week, and even one of the windiest locations on Dorset, we had some times when there was just no wind to play the instruments. It was great to meet and work with Pierre Sauvageot and Jany Jeremie, and work with the rest of the Aeolian team (including fellow Valise Noire partner Michele O'Brien), we had such a laugh all week.
A really special time
Click on image to enlarge
A beautiful and inspiring show
Out on site I even managed to write a poem, rather than describing what it was or what I did I think this captures the experience best. The rhyming scheme is a bit all over the place - I've only just noticed that when typing it up! But it reads okay ... I guess it is a real reflection of the feel of the experience ... I was 'in the now'.
The Aeolian Path
by Hazel Evans
Of the Earth and seas
And a glimpse of the breeze
The Orchestra plays it's turn.
One stepping foot on the path of a book
And the notes float away no concern.
Dancing the slalom of twinkled chimes
The band marches a fine line
Between where the sky ends and the sea begins
And the memories we leave behind.
The path leads the score
Through an invisible door
And into a valley so deep,
Whispered silent voices singing the choices
Give us new memories to keep.
There is no beginning, there is no end,
Just somewhere in between,
As the wind pipes the cellos
the drums sound their bellows,
Once gone and we're never seen.
Released in the air, the winds gather the notes,
Over cliffs the Orchestra flies.
Setting afloat, no need for a boat,
The music is released to the skies.
This is a piece of free writing I did whist an Aeolian. I am aiming on doing more free writing, it's interesting to see where the mind and pen take you.
Free writing on Harmonic Fields - unedited - By Hazel Evans
And so they spoke to us, the Aeolian winds flew over seas on the back of a gull, flighting, gliding up against the rock of the cliff. Skipping on the flickers of water rising off the rippling tide, wide, astride they travelled far on the water's story. A path of darkness, black and blue, a path I though I'd taken before, it was one I thought I knew. The ocean opened and the seas unfolded, and inside, the stories were all rolled up, in a cavern locked tight with only one key, that was lost for a lifetime, it was there but no-one could see. They stepped on down the seabed floor and walked all the way until they reached a frozen door. The ice built a lock in the waters cold, the stories were behind it frozen untold. For year on year they wondered who could tell of the spell and how to break it and where was the wishing well. In the depths of the blue, the silent life froze, gliding in time, laid stillness in the mill-ness the pond arose. The churning and turning awoke from below, as the earth shuddered and opened a crevice to show what had always been there but always not seen left up to us to reveal the screen.
Rehearsing the moves and costume on site!
This is a film posted on You Tube by a member of the audience ... I think there were almost 15,000 visitors in 10 days! - That's me dancing at the end!!
Tuesday 28 August 2012
Inspire 52 - Week 35. A Black and White Colourfest
Well the summer continues and from one 'first' show to another, this week I performed the first stage version of the album Adventures Into The Monochronium, with Timo Peach form Momo:tempo.
It seems like a 'Golden Age' away since the creation of One Momo In Time and the beginning of our collaboration, Inspire 52 - Week 13. One Momo In Time , but Timo and Momo:tempo have become a core part of The Monochronium adventure. So I we did it ... our first 'Mono' show at a festival,
COLOURFEST
It was great doing the black and white work at Colourfest - I almost felt like starting a children's revelation 'Down with colour!' maybe next time! I was indeed a quirky and surreal injection into the festival and it was great to see so many smiley faces.
I find working with Timo, such an inspiration, we have a lot of synergy in our crazy imaginative and energetic approach to our work. Rehearsals have been a complete laugh, and we often find ourselves on the edge of insanity in fits of laughter - they best way to work right?! Click on the images to enlarge
Kids and adults alike loved the show and we had an audience of about 70 people, of all ages. Parents bought the album for their children, but I think it was also secretly for them!
The wardrobe was a bit tricky in this festival environment ... I think I will only take her to galleries from now on!
Photographs, by Sean Gardiner, Jo Coole, Duncan Stewart
It seems like a 'Golden Age' away since the creation of One Momo In Time and the beginning of our collaboration, Inspire 52 - Week 13. One Momo In Time , but Timo and Momo:tempo have become a core part of The Monochronium adventure. So I we did it ... our first 'Mono' show at a festival,
COLOURFEST
It was great doing the black and white work at Colourfest - I almost felt like starting a children's revelation 'Down with colour!' maybe next time! I was indeed a quirky and surreal injection into the festival and it was great to see so many smiley faces.
I find working with Timo, such an inspiration, we have a lot of synergy in our crazy imaginative and energetic approach to our work. Rehearsals have been a complete laugh, and we often find ourselves on the edge of insanity in fits of laughter - they best way to work right?! Click on the images to enlarge
Adventures Into The Monochronium
A performance of poetry, spoken word and song
with Hazel Evans and Timo Peach
We invite you to
step over the travelling line into The Kingdom of The Monochronium to
experience a beautiful black and white world made up of inky lines,
dots and marks. Get a ticket to your own imagination and hear poetic
tales of the Paper Forest, Ink Mountains and take a trip down the
river … where will it lead you?
Quirky poetry for all
the family, tunes of busy bees for the children and morals to the
stories for adults.
Kids and adults alike loved the show and we had an audience of about 70 people, of all ages. Parents bought the album for their children, but I think it was also secretly for them!
The wardrobe was a bit tricky in this festival environment ... I think I will only take her to galleries from now on!
Photographs, by Sean Gardiner, Jo Coole, Duncan Stewart
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