starting with a sketch of a sculpture by Giacometti at the Tate Modern exhibition 'Transformed Visions' I considered the isolated figure at the end of the second World War......
and made my own figure with elogated limbs....
CANT FORGET
and in a moment....its all over peace is 'declared'
yet in my mind ...the agony ...the horror live on
flashback on constant repeat
and then wrote some text and did a performance at a Performance Art Workshop
at Mary Ward Centre
this was a new experience for me and it has opened my mind to possibilities in performing my poetry in future....
and then I thought about restricted movement and being bound up with memories and circumstances .....and bound the figure to give it a new aspect:
this may lead on to a new line of thought....
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