Tuesday, 13 September 2011

The Remarkable Likeness of Being: Faro


This is Faro in Portugal. I've just returned from a short break there and I was very excited by it's similarity to the Thames Estuary, in terms of its marsh and site for birds. They even have flamingoes there in the winter months which has a link to the Thames as there were rumoured to be a colony of flamingoes there in the 1980's who had escaped from a zoo in Essex. 

I know the weather is slightly different and the lagoon is fed by the Atlantic sea but the terrain reminded me so much of the Thames Estuary. Faro itself is an interesting place, a small city or large town? It has an historic walled centre and as you venture further from that, the buildings become more modern. When we flew into Faro, we had missed the bus and so my husband Pete decided we could walk the 2 miles. It was quite an interesting walk, rather like an Iain Sinclair novel because we ended up for most of it, walking down this busy highway. I find it fascinating what you see in the gutters of the roads; numerous plastic bottles of course (universal tokens of convenience), plants, old tyres and scraps of tyres, discarded mobile phones, chicken bones.
Houses that once must have been quite pleasant were suddenly abutted right up against the extended road system into Faro. They still retained the architectural riches of the past, on friezes and windows but were misplaced and brutally ignored in this urban development that we were part of in our tourist seeking mode.
Faro had one or two nice artist spaces so I contemplated the idea of bringing the estuary dialogue project to Faro. Any Portuguese artists out there who would like to collaborate on the collaboration? 

Wednesday, 24 August 2011

Collecting marks





I have been on a bit of a sabbatical from all work recently as I have needed to clear my head but I have been thinking about the relationship of the literary connections to the landscapes i.e. Conrad to Essex and Dickens to Kent.
With this in mind I have been working on some ideas of gathering marks made by previous owners and any unique hidden identities in paperback versions of the stories of Great Expectations (Dickens) and Heart of Darkness (Conrad). I bought some carbon powder to dust onto the pages and then try to pick up the dust and any marks with scotchtape. So far what I had wanted to achieve has not worked as I thought it would but then as with all things, there have been unexpected discoveries. They are only small things but nonetheless exciting (to me). I was using the tape to apply to the dust and pages and when I peeled it off, it took some of the text with it. Continued application of this process on the same area meant that the text became more worn away and degraded which left its own mark on the book.
One of the other interesting results was observing the words which were worn away and isolating those words from the bulk of the text. So I took the sequence of words which had been affected by the tape and then wrote them out.
Here is one selection of words;

limits to the
must take care
long reaches that
that were exactly
of secular trees
of another world
of massacres of
shutter" said Kurtz
I did so. There was
he cried at the
invis_
- as I had exp_
an island. Th_


Saturday, 13 August 2011

Review of the exhibition Atsuko Tanaka; The Art of Connecting

http://www.a-n.co.uk/interface/reviews/preview/1450615

Please follow the link to see the review that I wrote for Interface, Artists Newsletter on the exhibition at the Ikon in Birmingham of Atsuko Tanaka; the Art of Connecting.

Saturday, 9 July 2011

Heart of Darkness Reading

Heart of Darkness from Anna Falcini on Vimeo.



Please click on the link to go to the reading of Heart of Darkness

Heart of Darkness reading

http://vimeo.com/26120640


Please go to the above link to hear a short reading from Heart of Darkness.

Monday, 4 July 2011

Some notes, the beginnings of a poem

London Gateway development on the estuary at Stanford-le-Hope and Coryton
distant trucks viewable through the haze of the windblown radio-song

workmen hanging like puppets from the pylon,
whose newly painted golden legs stretch out across the field

"3.5 million container movements a year, 3,000 metres of quay"

the birdsong & pylon crackle & lumpen broke tarmac-cracked roads
- plastic wrapped notes of condolence, discarded socks and tractor tyre,
warming in the same sun

"the development is not in accordance with national and international conservation policy and will adversely effect local residents with noise, traffic and pollution"

light on the mudflats - 25 years older, 
familiar graffitti and the untouched marsh,

windy emptiness of the coastline
a place where people go - inhabit a second silence,
nearby Canvey Wick, highest levels of biodiversity in Western Europe

"don't worry - they took all the wildlife and sent it over to Kent."

Rick Goldsmith July 2nd updated July 11th 2011

It's Been Awhile

















I feel like I've been strangely silent on this blog, and I guess that's not the form with a blog but I'd just like to put up a few photographs based on Anna's side of the estuary and post a short film that was shot on mine. Film to follow.