More projected dust.

Our country may not always be governed in the way that we would like it to be. We might have never felt as under represented as we do now. We might not even agree with all of the fundamental morals and policies of any one party but we are lucky to have the democracy we do, and we have a responsibilty to allow our voices to be heard.....however insignificant you think that voice is. So go vote, and vote wisely.

New website ideas..

The ever elusive website, which I'm trying to create to encapsulate the project, is nearly on it's way. Sincerely hoping to have it up and running by the weekend. You will be able to check it out at www.millyhirst.co.uk....

In the mean time I'm still finding it hard to choose a layout, I never was much cop at fancy design. Also stumped with decisions for the degree show, include dust samples and documentation? Show film on plasma, projector, iMac...? Brain...failing..........

New series.....

Statement for degree catalogue;

'My work is concerned with the elemental nature of existence. I am fascinated by what we leave behind in every room or place we have inhabited. Layers of dust sift over the edges of books, on the periphery of furniture, in the corners. Hair and skin ground down into a fine powder, an ongoing residue. The beauty of dust as it catches the light, watching the particles float, swirl and fall evokes contemplation. We are so quick to discard our dust, and yet it remains

The project has slowly become an obsession. The very nature of collecting something that is intrinsically everywhere has meant I am continually equipped and prepared; seeing how the dust differs from person to person, place to place, filming it when falling. I am intrigued by the similarities and differences between the samples. My knowledge of the individual contributors leads me to search for identifiable features.

One obsession leads to another; a personalized act of the documentation and categorisation of the samples, seeking order from chaos. The status of my obsession becomes elevated in the process. The particles become evidence, the mundane is rendered special. That which is around us but which we often overlook, becomes precious.'

taking advantage...

...of a late shift at work to take some more photographs in projection, this time with different samples. Recieved a couple of packets of dust in the post, lovely stuff.

what remains...

'Avoid the world, it's just a lot of dust and drag and means nothing in the end.'
Jack Kerouac

Field Trips.

Spent yesterday going to Cromer to help with Bryony's project on journeys and trains. It's very odd what journeys remind me of. Such as spending the first year of my degree going back and forth between Cambridge and Norwich, feeling like two seperate entities, two different lives. By the end of that year I had memorised every station announcement, I knew all the prices for the AMT coffee stand by heart, I'd spoken to an average of 4-5 strangers a week on each journey. It felt as if I had cried, shouted, laughed, slept, worked and day dreamed on every train in those two stations. This is what I thought of as we sat watching the platform slip away yesterday.

I took some dust with me, a sample from a Miss Celia White as it happens (thanks Celia). It seemed interesting to put a natural material back into a natural environment and it looking completely out of place....

A Sketchbook of Mostly 'To Do' Lists;