Themes: Text as form, Exhibition as form, Idea as Form
Visual Literacy:
So far only a concept
Technical Skills: Sculpture, Conceptual installations and use of text
Research:
Criticality: Looking at notions of space and belonging, and saftey- interior/exterior, safe/unsafe
Engaement/Participation: Tutorial session with Steven Rhall (2nd April 2020), first Studio Practice seminars with Kia and Soyun presenting on their works. I stayed in and only saw art online becasue of COVID-19.

Moving away from the comfort zone of colourful craft pop art, I talked with Steven Rhall about experimenting with conceptual notions related to the works I’ve already been exploring in Rave Hangover, as well as discussing a previous recent project using exhibition as form, ‘Babe Space’ where I turned my bedroom into a gallery and performance space. One of the suggestions was to unpack these artforms into the less ambiguous and more direct space of language, identifying three or four words, potentially looking at how these texts can arrive or be situated in different spaces and what that might mean for the future art making. He suggested a ‘crazy idea’ of making my bed out of paper, and we discussed what it might mean if i put that out in public? Perhaps he suggested - You want to make the world your bedroom? 

SAFE SHARED OPEN SPACE


   
After this meeting, I thought of the four words that the Babe Space project wanted to embody written above. I thought about making my bed from paper and how i’d need a bigger space maybe (or could i build it in my room?), I thought about how i’d need to make a studier interior structure and how access to the (closed workshop) would have been good in helping with this. I thought about making the ‘world my bedroom’ and thought about all the times i’ve gone camping, setting up a bed in a tent outdoors. I thought about the activities that usually take place in bed - sleep/sex and resting, and how these translate to the outdoors. Homeless people, the rape and murder of women and housing all came to mind, especially living in Brunswick. Being on stolen land is also of course paramount to any discussions about inside/outside, boundaries, borders and community. 

Ideas for artworks: 

> Cut out these words in white vinyl and install them in random places around Brunswick

> Construct furniture/bedding etc from paper or other commonplace material and install in spaces outside

>Set up a blow-up bed complete with my actual bedding in places outdoors, including Princess Park, the carpark across the road from my house, and potentially try in more risky spaces eg: shopping centre

>Cut from white vinyl (cause i have access to that) in ‘the negative’ an outline of the inside space and furniture of my bedroom and install it covertly on the side of the football stadium in Princess Park where Eyrudice Dixon got murdered and raped. Take a portable speaker with music, and in line with current covid-19 precautions invite one person at a time to come and meet me to dance in my ‘bedroom’. The name ‘Eyrudice’ means Wide Justice from ancient greek origins. Which is interesting to consider in relation to the four words chosen. I think this idea is interesting but need some refining. 




SPACES

Immediate spaces
My mind
My body
My bed
My bedroom
My house
My housemates

Local spaces
- The street I live in
- Princess Park, Brunswick
- Ovens Street, Brunswick
- Behind the Bowls Club, Brunswick
- Barkly Square Shopping Centre
- Brunswick locals
- Friends

Places of work and study
- The school i worked at
- The retail shop I worked at 
- University of Melbourne - Southbank
- Bosses, colleagues, teachers, peers

Places geographically distant
- Federation Square
- The outer suburbs of Melbourne
- The country part of Victoria
- Central Australia
- Bodies of water 
- Overseas 
IMPLICATIONS

Immediate spaces
I have prefixed everything with ‘my’ denoting ownership but just in the sense that I have a sense of relation to it. 
I meditate so i don’t turn on myself, I practice acceptance and forgiveness so my mind can be safe. 
I share my presence with people I love and who love me.
I look after my body through rest, exercise, food and occasional but not excessive fun. I try to relax so my muscles allow my skelton to be open. 
I invite people into my bed, but not very often, if they are there it is for art or sex. I make sure to invite people who understand consent. 
My bedroom is a space usually for me, but sometime friends if we are hanging out looking at clothes or art. If i am holding an event in my room people are curious and occasionally at odds, they usually relax after a wine. 
 I live in a shared house, sometime i have to deal with my housemates neuosis, and sometimes they have to deal with mine. We get and give care, we respect boundaries so space can be safe and we can have our retreat. The house is open to difference. We look after ourselves so we are mentally safe. 

Local spaces
Stolen land of Woi Wurrung people. 
On a sunny day Brunswick feels pretty safe, its partly gentrified and has a mix of bohemian students and artists, working middle class and various ethnicities. It is also the locality of several violent rapes that ended in death. There is a consensus its probably not safe to walk outside especially in parks at night. Becasue of COVID-19 there are signs saying the open space is now closed. Surfaces might be infected. We collectively follow instruction and remain indoors. Something could happen, i could trip and hurt myself. The government make sure the paths are smooth. Perhaps i could get hit by a car. These things happen? Not if there were not cars. Occassionally i feel anxiety in public space, i don’t know why i think it’s imagined. I couldn’t ever walk into someone else’s house in this area if i didn’t know them, they would get angry and perhaps even violent. 

Places of work and study
These places are often thought to be safe, but there are dangers as well. The dangers are often overseen within Occupational Health and Safety, managerial structures and regular meetings. Some of these places are open to some and not to others. There are overt and covert codes of acceptance and recognition of safety. There is money at work behind everything, i could always lose something, something could be lost. There are agreed upon rules for actions and everyone falls into line. 

Places geographically distant
Stolen land of the Great Kulin Nation, Stolen lands of First Nations people. 
I can only say that there are sure to be some safe shared open spaces, but there are likely to be dangerous, owned, closed, finitudes in many spaces inbetween. I’ve been watching the drama ‘Stateless’ and i think of the refugees who have travelled across oceans only to arrive at a dangerous, owned, closed, finitude compund in Naru or Manus Island. But this is far from my reality. 
QUESTIONS

Immediate spaces
How much community can be supported by such practice? What kind of funding models would support this? Is that even nessecary? How would i survive and where would i live if i lost access to anyone of these spaces? I have included bodies as spaces, this opens another discussion - is a body a space? Are objects spaces? Is a pet a space? 

Why do i want to share my intimate space with lots of others? Perhaps it sometimes seems like its not a safe space when i’m on my own? My mind gets critical and I have trouble relating. I can get stuck in there and not go out. Now everyone is stuck at home its a weird time. 

Local spaces