Mugs.
Banal, dull. Everyday life. Nothing to them. These things, objects, we drink out of. Function; container to hold liquid. Simplistic.
But these. Their very purpose disposed of. Rearranged and transformed. The slight imperfections, marks, stamps alluding to another thing entirely.
They’ve been… edited..
Angular. Geometric. The corner of the Welsh National Opera building. Lovely bronze metal sheetings reflecting the light.
The right side. The sculpture, The Focal Point. The asthetic. A memorial, a tribute to lives lost.
Those Memories.
Steel supports, ribs, constructed for one purpose but used as another. The Holes – purposeful?
Reflected; Layers, exposures, movement and people. Realities and dimensions. Mirrors.
That lone cyclist.
Derelict, Abandoned. Unused. Forgotten.
Random, and slightly amusing.
That Chair.
The banqueting hall of Cardiff Castle. Magnificant, wonderous design and artwork adorns the walls and ceiling.
Designed by William Burgess
Rows of lovely big encyclopedia Brittanica’s… sitting on the shelf, full of information waiting to be absorbed, but now, left alone, unread.
Books of times gone by, now an adornment. Surpassed.
This gallery contains a selection of in progress and finished sets built throughout Doctor Who Series 6 & the Christmas Special, ‘The Doctor, The Widow and the Wardrobe’
Its a shame it didn’t have real candles. Or a less modern chain. Still, one can imagine..
From Cardiff Castle
The underside of a spiral stairwell, triangles intersecting at seemingly bizzare angles.
Once standing tall, quiet and content.
The sunlight, for a fleeting few seconds, pierces the canopy.
Photons, through unimaginable movements, mechanics and untold possibilities strike the ground.
The tree, a great absorber, casts his shadow, a slim line, upon the otherwise bright undergrowth.
Very random with no reasoning besides the fact I like circles at the moment…..
er.
The reverse of a staircase as it protrudes into a room. A seemingly random assortment of shapes creating an intriging space in its own right.
From function comes form.
Traced and weaved: colours
