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Tuesday, December 12, 2006

the joys of no-longer squatting.....

For security reasons this post could not be made until today[previous squatting related post landed me in it, and caused my room to be locked], i had opportunity for one last glorious week of squatting at the Art college last week, and had even replaced the xxxx of my room with my own xxxx so i didnt have to worry about putting my xxx away afterwards etc. But when it came to te crunch, it wasnt that attractive and after all the it was the last week of life with the Lads[pen and merve(mother and father)]. I had even russeled up a new bed, but to no avail nothing quite beats a good well slept in bed.... which reminds me thats were im headed.
so heres the end of another era, the sqatting era, it had to be done. So me an 82D06 part company... though i still have the xxxx so who knows......

Glorious days are upon us....

It had to happen.... The day has finally come when I got up and left my father and mother and came to the city, the long awaited apartment has materialized, and it is glorious, 407, fourth floor of The Lucas Building, house warming will follow shortly, feel free when passing to press the button and be teleported to our abode. It has excellent exhibition qualities, wall space and lights that will be fully raszerised. We've even got a rubbish shoot, and a balcony looking over the gasworks and down the old trusty ormeau road, it amazing. Today was final review so I didn't get to hit the sac til 5 so IL shall, be returning 'Home' shortly to slip it a small hole in the ground to die quietly.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Exhibition at the Jonzerelli's.........

There's an exhibition on at the house here in Saintfield this week.

Opening night Thursday 30th Nov 7:00 - 9:30

Friday night 7 - 9

Saturday 11 - 8pm

There's a quite diverse selection of work, painting, ceramics, print, photography etc.

I have also got some stuff in the exhibition, some photography, see below.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Loch beyond belief

Just returned yesterday from a wee trip down to Loch Dan, Naomi, myself, Andrew and Iva headed down on saturday morning first to be part of a worship event in Christ church in dublin, it was really amazing, about diversity of people and there ways of worshiping God, Loads of different styles, amazing black guys, doing everything from rap to amazing harmonies and so different. There was a group of us doing some creative worship at the same time, painting, drawing writing. It was a really great experience, to worship God in a different way.

And then.... to loch dan for some severely required rest! Loch dan set deep in to the Wiclow mountains is a good spot, especially if your weary! Arrived and walked in the door and you just breathe in the smell of rest itself, light a fire and eat and tell stories, unbeatable. On sunday we headed out on the lake with loads of food, rowed across to a beach on the far side[inchivor], beached the vessel and strode upon the land.....Bummer.... no matches!!! There's no food without fire the saying goes! had to hunt around for walkers with no joy, [there are quite infrequent as its miles from the nearest proper road] 2 hours later matches arrive by the most unlikely of sources three girls with school bags, none from the guys with all the mountaineering gear!
So matches present food commenced, by this stage it was dark and the wind was rising. So we headed out into the dark waters, all was fine until about 2 min into the journey the makeshift oar holders[which i had constructed before departure] gave up the ghost, so we had to resort to the punting method and made slow progress toward the other side. after a while it became clear to us that despite our efforts with the oars the boat was not moving, the wind was very strong. very saddening experience to paddle for all your worth and stay in same place. Eventually we let the wind bring us in and I jumped out in the darkness, and pushed the boat back, a few time jumping back in as we passed over a shelf or deep spot. Water was very cold and dark, Naomi jumped out to and we pushed the bandit back to the place it lives..... a crazy journey but actually despite several moments of complete despair, very enjoyable!!!! A bit of and analogy of life!

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Squatting Lives on......[worth reading!]

Ok, well ive been waiting for a few days to russel up this entry. Some very interesting events have occurred in these last days.... it all began when "MY" room was locked quite suddenly... a strange thing to occur as there had been no interest in it from the "security" previous to this. I went down an d spoke with the "security" about the situation and also the situation of my bicycle [No Bicycles in the building but id been keeping mine I the 'dry riser' (a cupboard to me) the bicycle had also been discovered] so I spoke with these characters who where swamped in bureaucracy and red tape and "I cant do this and that and it not my decision and so on. So I was well peeved with bureaucracy and management when I returned to my studio slightly confused, as they seem to been very shirty about it all. So about one hour later and my tutor [who will remain unnamed] came to me and told me that basically he had heard about my blog?????? What....??? eh???? The story goes that somehow this blog was picked up by someone in university and passed through the management right the way to the top!! To the very Principle of the University of Ulster [I do have confirmation of this] though it is a pity he did not choose to leave a comment! My Blog.... smashed through all the bureaucracy to the top. Probably my greatest achievement in my University career. But I must add, that though my room has been taken, I am still a resident of the university of Ulster, there are many rooms on offer at this time while the building is under construction, and my bicycle still resides with me........the phantom squatter lives on.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

A glass building on the falls......?????

I visited the Falls Leisure centre as part of my course 3weeks ago, and I was amazed by the whole project, it is a truly remarkable building. For anyone who des not know, falls road is a pretty harsh place and all the buildings on the road are built like fortresses and covered with grills. Its a hash environment for any building, stones are constantly battering the buildings.
So what do you do? Keep building fortresses....? Keep the cycle going? A year and a half ago the new falls road leisure centre opened and it is made entirely from glass!!!! A real positive move, to build something that could be completely destroyed in ten minutes, it made itself so vulnerable, it showed belief in the community, that they would look after it, it’s a community centre after all and so it they who will use it. But to go against all reason and be so positive is amazing. To build a glass house in such a place shows amazing foresight by the community leaders and a real strong desire to bring change to that area, giving people respect for there place and it says so much to that community. And in 18 months only 4 panes have been broken, amazing. It is an inspiring project. A call to be positive and not simply respond to attack by putting up walls.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

>>the joys of Squatting

As of yet my the accommodation I was going to live in Belfast this year has not materialized [its not your fault pete!] so i find myself searching for a place to lay my weary brow....[though i live a mere 12 miles from the city] and so i discover to my great joy that the art college has at last allowed 24 hr uni! And so this opens up great opportunities! i find myself a nice 2m square un used room and start russeling up a few bits of furniture from around the college,most importantly the lockable cupboard found last wednesday night and quietly wheeled through the darkness to my room dodging patrolling security guards. and secondly a bed whipped up. so after a bit of carpentry the cupboard is fitted out and i now reside in the university of ulster, belfast, free rent and very close to the studio and extremely comfortable.......

Saturday, October 07, 2006


I think the U2 album October actually sounds better IN october, its true, one of the few pieces of music I've heard that really sounds like what is called! Stand at any given Norn Iron window in october and listen to the song. Its a great time of year, with the leaves and the rain and the sharpness of the cold. Kingdoms rise and Kingdoms fall.

And the trees are stripped bare
Of all they wear
What do I care

And Kingdoms rise
And Kingdoms fall
But you go on...

...and on...

Saturday, September 30, 2006

Community of music....

I have been thinking over the last while how good an idea (and it is an idea) it would be for me to learn some sort of traditional Irish instrument, this is not because I am a great musician or even because I am a huge fan of Traditional music but more because of the community that can be created by music. We live in a society of self-sufficiency, but we cannot live in that way, we NEED other people, all the way through our lives. Therefore we must build community wherever we can. I was at party recently were a couple of characters started up on fiddle and bodhran, the atmosphere that it created was amazing. No Mp3 player hooked up to good speakers would come close. The creation of music in a group creates more than sound. I think the old Irish traditions of going to someone’s house and playing music together, singing and playing, was not just about entertainment but about something much more important, about community and collective celebration, even collective grief.

Friday, September 29, 2006

Enter stage left<<

A return to the Art College this week has been of mixed quality, weary souls mixed, with exciting project, mixed with being flippin nackerd! But its always hard to getting going in these moments and when you get through its pretty good. I was at the Urban Alchemy conference on tuesday which was pretty interesting, "the transforming power of art and architecture".
Sad times also befall us as Franco makes his return to the Wiemar Republic (za Deutschland), hes heading to the Bauhaus University to do become a MASTER of 'all things', and maybe you may be able to hear how the master is doing by hitting the link>>> of Herr Samuel.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

The interesting phemonina of student cards?

It had to happen but its never nice when it does! The hair was inexcusably BIG longest its ever been ever, But I was very attached to it, but last night around 1 o'clock a decision was made that beautiful as it was, the time was upon us, the hair was unsustainable! It was the last night of the summer and new times were upon us. So.....I left it sad, Naomi carried out the painful task, with great skill and . But not before creating an everlasting memory of it in the form of my UU student card on Tuesday, in ALL of its glory. The student card an amazing record of change in our lives, it is an unexpected frozen moment in our histories, similar to any photograph but it some how has more connection to a date, year or time. All it can show is our face and hair style but yet they say so much about where we are in our lives.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Living for today....

Back in 02' i think it was when I was a mere 16 years of age and still at play school, I came across the concept of "Living for today", the man known across the globe as Weeksi, talked at great lenght about it, including a "Mojo christmas interview" at the jonezerelli dwelling. It is hard to avoid thinking in a way where its always "Life will begin when.....when I finish these exams....when I earn abit more....when I get a car...when i get married...THEN, life will really begin, then ill be able to....". Life dosent work like that, life is now, and the sooner we are able to live in today, the sooner we can really live. I really discovered what this looks like this year, where life is now, and tomorrow is unknown. But, then I come to this place in recent days where i discover that yes, thats good, and necesary, BUT this is maybe not as sustainable as i thought, but instead i must let myself think and dream about tomorrow while living in the present. Living for Today....with thought for tomorrow.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Sustainable living in an enslaving society

A possible title for my dissertation, I have been think for some years about what it means to be squeezed into the mould? And even more so in these last few weeks and days. And I think that the area where we give least resistance to being squezzed is our lifestyles, the way we live. I hear it said so often "well I have no choice, i have to live this way, ive got bills to....", and maybe this is true, BUT why do we have no choice? One of the things that we do(I think that might be the royal we but Im not sure!)is to buy a house, and this is for example the point where we give up our choice in what sort of lifestyle we can have. Suddenly we owe at best a £100k to someone else, and we have to spend the next 20 years working as hard as we can in a "Good Job" to pay this back, thousands every month, we must get house insurance, we must buy this we must buy that, lone behold we have our lives emerced in materialism and far from what we really desire, or maybe just I desire. We lose almost all our choice, why? Because of one choice, we end up with a lifestyle we didn't ask for. We ALL have to live, we need shelter and we need food, we need warmth. But do we have to scarafice our whole lives so that we can be warm, surely warth is cheaper than that? Is there an alternative? I believe there is......I believe that just because 99% of the people around me think that the mould is a good move doesn't make it one. I believe there is a way to have a life which is dynamic,changeable and temporary. Where I can decide to invest my life, my breath in to what i believe is good and true and not into what im told i must do. I have no desire to make life difficult for myself, but i have a desire to live, what i believe. What do we really need? What is required to live?

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Norn Iron

Amazing...3 flippin goals....words fail me...flippin right. Greece did it last time in Euro 04', who can say Norn Iron cant? Spain...Haha....Coundnt beat it with a big stick, not even a very big......Were not brazil were Northern Ireland, Who'd want to be Brazil if you could be Northern Ireland and Do stuff like that??

Monday, September 04, 2006

Just returned from camping in Tullymore forest park, it was the City Church weekend and it was a joyess occasion, the campsite was at a 69 degree slope and it rain true irish slow heavy drizzle off and on, but it didnt mater it was that good. Any church weekend ive been on before its been a crazy marathon on meetings events and stuff but we where spare this and had the chance to talk. Just talk and drink coffee. The 69 degre angle actualy came into its own when the rain started, because the water was contantly persuded by gravity to keep falling and so when my tent leaked all the water sat in a small neat pile in one corner leaving the rest nice and dry. The best bit was the Coffee, none of your instant nonsense this was pure Common Grounds (cafe attached to city church) Coffee, and only at City Church weekend, only there where the coffee flows like water would you get a generator in the middle of the campsite SOULY to run a proper ground coffee machine, not for lights or anything just one plug for a coffee machine, im telling thats dedication!

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Where did it start?

Where did it all start? probably when i had breakfast? This year has been a really class journey, which has taken me though some very interesting and life changing places, don't want to go too far back.... but when i think back to early this year in the depths of winter when this all began its quite unbelievable how far this journey has taken me.

But to begin a couple of trips this summer were decent, Eastern europe on the trains for few weeks with Ryan, headed off to krakow in southern poland on the day of the world cup final, I mean what sort of planning was that? But started well with a call over dublin airport speakers, "can passenger Jones and Passenger Hamil Please...." last on, its good means no waiting around. Any way caught the last 20 min of the final in Krakow main square with 2,000 or so others, spent a few days in krakow which is a flippin class city, with suuuperb kebabs!! second only to Berlin Kebabs.

Heading south we took a train and bus into slovakia, probably the best spot we had the the pleasure of situating our selves in! It was unlike any other place we were in, driving through the Tatry Mountains and down into slovakia, its an amazing landscape, with the huge snow covered peaks of the tatras in the background big open rolling plains, and then right in the middle, big industrial exsocialist towns, with some amazing crazy architecture. High Rize tower blocks coming out of peoples ears. We headed to Slovensky Raj. the picture says it all, this was a recommendation from charlie, was very splendid. Zero health and Saftey.... Nice.
Traveling n down after only one night in slovakia bad bad mistake, but got into budapest, budapest isn't that amazing, and they have some extremely dodgy bath house, lets just say .... eh NO! yeah budapest was bad! paid €40 for two beers by mistake obviously and got some boiled lumps of flour in a restaurant called 'Fatal' (Bad in spanish i think?) which said it all.
From there to bratislava, brilliant city, loads of class ancient skoda's and lada's chugging round the place. some funny moments there, this photo was of a guy doing one of those eh sitting still, painted, performance art, sculpture things and was accosted by the police and asked for papers showing he was allowed to do it. Then back on the trains we headed to vienna, at last I stood on austrian soil... amazin. Vienna was good, some superb architecture and metal underground system with its Flash Gordon sets as stations. Then ticket machines were specially good with at the end of selecting your ticket a button appears on screen "OK I BUY TICKET NOW". From there we caught the train up to Prague, very interesting place apart from the 59 million turists who all stand on the one 'bridge' at once??? why? and there is also the statue of two men peeing on a map of czech republic? again one begs the question ..Why? At this point I headed for the german border and ryan headed straight to Berlin where our trip would end, so after arriving in the evening in a place called Bad Shandau, first stop after Czech republic, I had two very good days, first night slept in a field on a pile of hay and spent te hole night talking to some fishermen on the bank of the river, in broken german and few words of english. Was superb in all the sense of the word, woke next day and swam in the river, clear as day, with otters bombing up and dow it ever so often, i then decided to walk from where i was at the czech border to Dresden, its about 35miles, so i started out after lunch and headed along the river(not before climbing 3hours into the mountains and having to go back!) so walked until 11pm and stoped for a pint in Pirna and headed on eventally beding down in a bit of ant infested waste ground in an industrial estate at about 2am.... not first choice but better than walking, got on the road again about 5am and staggered into dresden about 10am and I MEAN staggered!! and got straight on a train heading for berlin. Where we sipped beers and ate bratwurst and talked about architecture as we drew our journey to a close. Berlin is a place iI plan to visit often, it is an inspiring place and a place filled with energy and ideas. end there.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

What its all about....extracts from '06

Couldn't beat it, on the beach at Lough Dan, Co. Wiclow, all is still, the sun coming down, the fire roaring, the nowhere to be seen, and doing some experimental shots. All that was missing was some food...

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

In the begining.......there was a Blog.

Over the last few months i have come to the conclusion that it is time I had a blog. To collect thoughts, ideas, and interesting things, they all seem to be passing me by before I've really had a chance to get that deep in to them, life's journey seems too be traveling at a dangerously fast speed.
When I think back 6 months its amazing, so much has happened, so much remembered, so much forgotten. Its a journey without a map, but weve got a compass. Photograph from a photobooth in berlin, amazing like amelie style, four shots, black and white. let the journey begin.