Pseudomorphs of a Crater - Gallery 333
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Pseudomorphs of a Crater (2023), Gallery 333, Exeter Phoenix
Volcanic material (stone - pigment - paint), resin climbing holds - plaster reproductions, original postcard - amended, reproductions A stone’s throw from the gallery, a volcano lies extinct. A deep rumbling envelops the space, purple basalt dots the walls of the gardens, and shadows in the landscape provide glimpses of what lurks underneath. Through research and storytelling, gathered imagery and unknown objects, this site-specific installation expands upon my investigation into the relationship between people and place, through the geology beneath our feet. Find out more here |
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Risograph maps for Pseudomorphs of a Crater
A map collage and text piece exploring the location beyond the gallery space. Offered as an invitation to explore the adjoining Rougemont Gardens (the site of an ancient lava flow), the map explores narratives and references surrounding the geological history of the area. Postcards Reproductions of altered postcards, hand coloured with volcanic pigment. Four designs relating to the exhibition, including quotes from the backs of postcards originally sent from Rougemont. With thanks to CAMP Membership for my PITCH bursary. |
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Red Mountain
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Red Mountain (2022), Giclée prints and photobook.
Exploring the deep-time histories in an unloved park in Exeter city centre, Red Mountain (Rougemont Gardens) imagines what this landscape was like when there was an erupting volcano in it. From bubbly boulders to tropical climate vegetation, traces of the past are scattered in the grounds. A rumbling can be heard from deep underground, and steam slips out of vents in the borders of the gardens. How can we use imaginative storytelling to reconnect with disused spaces and to see them from a different perspective?
Exploring the deep-time histories in an unloved park in Exeter city centre, Red Mountain (Rougemont Gardens) imagines what this landscape was like when there was an erupting volcano in it. From bubbly boulders to tropical climate vegetation, traces of the past are scattered in the grounds. A rumbling can be heard from deep underground, and steam slips out of vents in the borders of the gardens. How can we use imaginative storytelling to reconnect with disused spaces and to see them from a different perspective?
