I’m working on my fish incident project which forms part of my dissertation as well as inspiring art works. I’ve come to realise that fish incidents form a running theme throughout my life, from childhood, to now, and am exploring it through text, installation, making, cooking and situations. More to follow as I’m working to a tight deadline at present!
I love the way an incident has that ring of something not quite correct, right, perhaps even with a tinge of danger…. it harks back to those Enid Blyton books that I really didn’t like reading as they were so clearly “not true” but also to the turn of the century thrillers and detective novels I loved to curl up with and read when I was too “sick” to go to school. (reading was so much more interesting…) John Buchannan- and the 39 steps and Prester John, Sherlock Holmes and Lord Peter Wimsey- old hard back books of my parents, a slight whiff of mould and foxed pages adding to the slight edginess.
Even now I love those stories, the characters, the fleetness of thought and the stylishness of it all. To catch a glimpse of the modernist style house near North Nibley, where part of the last Sherlock series was filmed, as I drive along the country lane, allows me to feel somehow connected; that brush with the incidental, the serendipitous, brings me full circle.