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The News Of The Foz
"The Wilderness Pt. 1: Every Rose Has Its Thorn" 31/03/05 22:44 It is funny how you can go from having so much to having so little in such a short space of time. Last time this section was updated I was a successful part-time DJ on the Swansea scene, growing at a blindingly fast rate in reputation and experience. With two of my own regular nights at my belt and a residency in the DJ booth of the student night of one of Swansea's biggest clubs it seemed like I was unstoppable. Until 2005, that is. January saw The Strip close its doors for the last time, followed by Lush at Barons in February, replaced by my new indie/rock night 'Sleaze' - revived from it's short-lived run at Monkey for an equally short-lived run at Barons. Then towards the end of February in the same week the intelligent world lost Hunter S. Thompson we lost 'Raw' as Fubar unceremoniously ceased trading. Two days later 'Sleaze' fell apart - the victim of venue politics. Since then I've done one gig - a charity fundraiser for the tsunami fund 'Far Too Many DJS' which was really exceedingly good, even if everything that could go wrong on the night did. I also managed to get interviewed on alternative internet radio station 'The Volts Show', which was probably really bad but hey I've never done radio before, let alone sober! So where is the art? Well the more observant amongst you will have found the brand spanky new '2005' section which to date has all of, er, two images so far but there's more to come. At present my plan is to whore my existing images by making reproductions of some of them on canvas and also delving deep into the world of printmaking so I can have things on this site people might actually be able to afford! I'm also going to develop a series of paintings taken from the Shelley painting I painted for her last year. This does of course mean actually going down and picking it up from the Exposure gallery where it's been since November but at the same time I like seeing it in the window every time I walk past, shining out like a big 'Fuck you!' to Barons nightclub opposite.
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