"Non, je ne regrette rien"......

I could say that all my pieces have been wrapped up and put away, to bed down, gather dust and maybe one day see the light again - when I have big walls and high ceilings...I did have a house like that once. But no - already one of my sculptures is sat in the White building at Truro College waiting to once more be scrutinised by the public. So I appeal to any body who just so happens to be at college next Thursday 25th  to stroll over to Tresillian building between 12.25 and 2.45 and have a look and a vote on what is displayed before you. All items on show follow the themes of equality, inclusion and diversity. The next piece to be separated from the mob is one I composed on canvas, this will be shown at the Wheal Martyn Museum May/June as part of the Jack Clemo conference.

I am having to go back on my word - and squash it back down to where it came from - the poems promised to be published on this blog from the exhibition will not be now. Reason: the many months drafting these poems will never be regained and I feel at some point I would like to submit them for future publishing and invite the rest of the minority of poetry lovers to read them. Placing them here on this white blank box will remove any right I have to say they are original pieces, I hope the photos don't give too much away. It is not to say that I will not be exposing new poems, short stories, and a whole host of other words that want to play, this blog is now born, it's alive and will have to be fed on a weekly basis.
I will be sat with the lovely Sue Farmer next Friday afternoon on Redruth Radio describing my experiences of the exhibition and thanking those of you that took the enlightened approach to poetry and many of the artistic mediums used: appreciate the work or its not worth getting out of bed..unless I use that as my next conceptual piece? It rings a bell though....

I would like to invite other people to send me poems to post, but not willy nilly! I would like to receive poems 'correspondant' style, any subject. So french to open, french to close...this always happens in spring...Brittany is calling...

Where have I been?

Well you might well ask! It has not all gone to plan regarding getting the public interacting here in my blog world....
Explanation - the Internet was down at the gallery so whilst I was there all day setting up the exhibition with my lovely assistant Ros I could not record events as they unfolded.
We made it on time and even had an hour for a quick break for food and lots of tea, then it was back to open up for the preview. In all honesty I didn't have the turn out hoped for but the people who did support the exhibition made the evening a joy, so thanks Sam, Phil, Luke, the couple from 'Whitemoor' and a great big thanks to Charlie and Dan Radcliffe for their support. But heh out there to all the artists from the press gallery - support the gallery, support the artists - we need to encourage a healthy creative community in St Austell and it starts with all the artists going that extra mile, or just a quick trip into town...'unison' is the key word.
So onwards to Redruth and now it is all installed in the libraries gallery and looking good. The space is fantastic, each piece can have its own area to settle and give the reader the room to contemplate. The dates now have been extended at the Cornish Studies Library to Thursday 11th April, and I shall be around for poem discussions whilst packing all the pieces up. In the meantime here are some shots from the galleries....

 

Just a mention to the great exhibition at 'Heartlands' from the John Harris Society, please go along to support this and see some fabulous contributions from the first years on the FdA English Studies course at Truro College.