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Artist and wordsmith, whose work engages with issues of access, from acknowledged physical needs to perceived symbolic exclusions. After being selected as one of DAO's New Voices in 2011, Gini's online presence has become an integral part of her arts practice

Triptychos, Schrodinger's Cat

29 April 2012

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This is the black box with the lid removed so that you can see both the wording at the bottom of the box and the words inside the lid.

Schrodinger's Cat. Box 2 of Triptychos, is black and 15 cms deep. It has six sides, each 7.5 cms. The outside has a texture like fine grosgrain which gives it a silk-like finish. The lid has a 3 cm lip and both box and lid are a smooth black inside. When you remove the lid to peer into the darkness you will see the words read read read read read read read read & read in sky-blue printed around the edges of the floor of the box. There is also a black square in the centre of the floor of the...

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Tryptychos, Are You

28 April 2012

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This is a photograph of the box, it is open with the lid closest the camera and the words Are You which cannot been seen under the lid, have been added in the bottom right corner.

Mute, but still complaining, the Triptychos waits. On the down, I created it for Shape Open, but circumstances disabled it. It went no-where. I hate waste, so skipping the selection process, I exhibit it here. It consists of three boxes. Are You? Box 1 is oblong, 21x6x4cms, with a domed corrugated lid, it was made in Japan and is predominantly black and white. Inside it contains three flat, round objects; two are sacred Shinto symbols, each repeated three times, but folded to appear single. The...

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Waiting

22 April 2012

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Three little red and white flags

The Dawn Chorus seeps into my consciousness with liquid joy. Night brought sleep, so I open my eyes with a question. These days play out on a yo-yo string, some are stretched out towards the promise of wholeness; some like this one are curled in on the pain. And waiting an unfocused kind of waiting, between moments that I try not to fritter away. Yesterday comes like that when I wedge myself against the garden wall and paint a long view. And later I watch the birthday flags waving from...

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Re-imagining Wheelchairs

18 March 2012

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pen and ink drawing of a distressed bird

Last weekend I attended a performance related workshop; I had completed two application forms, one for me and one for the chair. Currently the chair, my chair, and I are in a difficult relationship because I never quite got over my month with the skinny-wheeled Japanese model. The workshop was fun, creative and quite demanding. I poked and prodded at personal boundaries as we explored ways of working autobiographically. During the process and all through this week I have been busy in my...

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Return to digital.

6 February 2012

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Skull of a small bird on a black background

It has been my aim to get Con.text online, not as a downloadable PDF (although that is good too), but as an instantly visible artwork and this week I have been happily distracted from my drawing by the chance to work on putting Con.text on DAO. Actually I do enjoy working with the computer, and taking a break between words, I do not resist Photoshop for long. My retreat from the digital doesn't last. I might dither, I might hide, actually I might be addicted; I do wish I could do more. With...

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Finding head space

30 January 2012

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Japanese flower shaped sweets - four of them on a black background.

Deconsecration: Maria Francesca Tassi and Francesca Lazzarini Curated by Sara Falanga Salisbury Arts Centre, 13/01/2012 to 25/02/2012   My image has been progressing  slowly, old pens do get scratchy so I have bought new ones and they glide smoothly over the paper, quickening the drawing that finds itself as we work together. Am I turning my back on digital expression? Am I sulking because the technology seemed beyond my control? Or just retreating into the comfort zone while I figure...

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The View - The End

4 January 2012

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wood and white felt marionette

The View from Here finished on 23 December 2011 and I miss making Con.text - the title of my conversations and writings.   Just as Con.text took me by surprise, grabbed my attention and offered rich food for thought; I am all at once faced with the view of an abrupt ending. Like a Looking Glass, The View from Here pulled me into an alien space with strange perspectives from other minds. I travelled delight and confusion; well-worn and unfamiliar paths; I went no-where and yet travelled...

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The View From Here exhibition: too much honesty?

2 December 2011

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a knitted hat on a plaster head

Sitting in Residence at Salisbury Arts Centre, talking to loads of interesting people is fascinating. I wanted people to be honest with their personal responses and gut reactions, and have been frequently taken by surprise at just how much honesty I'm getting. I had this conversation with a young person as we were surrounded by Martin Bruch's Bruchlandungen: How I relate to this is really uncomfortable. Like, these are the important bits of your life, yeh? And these are the bits I throw away,...

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The concept of art... "The View from Here' exhibition

21 November 2011

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words written vertically, with letters reversed

Extract from a Saturday "in Residence" conversation at Salisbury Arts Centre partly inspired by the relative invisibility of Aidan Moesby's artworks in The View from Here, plus People do Say: Does art that no-one sees have anything to be heard? Can it have the impact of a tree falling in the forest? Is it dead or alive in the box? If no-one sees it is it art? Where does the concept of art reside? When no-one can see does the artist exist? Without hats this might not exist.  ...

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More from 'The View From Here'

16 November 2011

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The Words with letters created with sticks and stones

There are so many words; too many for here and I'd like to keep them together as a body of work, but here, more extracts: I felt so self-conscious in the wheelchair, but my eyes saw things differently. My brain unpacked the info with the prospect of a different agenda Artist and curator creator of paper sculptures, come to check out the space. The later photographer admires the lomographic moment. Don’t Think, Shoot. I’m cheating you see: vicarious creativity. I’m just too...

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Revealing the view from here...

14 November 2011

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The View from Here is at Salisbury Arts Centre from 10 Nov to 23 Dec 2011   My intervention is going well. My approach is proactive and flexible which has allowed the project scope to expand. Very few of the visitors to the Arts Centre feel they have a journey which relates to the exhibition, but probably about 80% of them are happy to contribute their words and thoughts to this fast growing body of work. Striking! Noticed it at once. Had to bend down; its child height. Then I saw the...

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Intervention

8 November 2011

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 My computer died, hence the long pause in online accessibility. And I’ve been recovering from an accident and all that stress has resulted in a personal “crash”. Re-booting has been hard and slow I’ve been working with scrambled eggs; luckily they are reverting back to “little grey cells” because I was beginning to get a little scared. I’m getting to grips with different technology but totally, temporarily, cut off from the digital projects I...

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Disabled - so what?

26 September 2011

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I’ve written two blogs since day out in Chichester and not posted either of them, my self-preservation instinct over-riding everything. I need to overcome this paranoia. My fear is real, but what about the threat? The instinct to hide is a relic from my “dinosaur brain”. Threatened, like the wounded animal, I seek isolation, and I am so easily made complicit in my own marginalisation. Integrate. Hide. They shout from behind the barricade of “Normal.” Is this...

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Able Art

20 April 2011

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Wooden statue of a warrior figure with muscled torso, held in a dramatic pose

I miss bathing in the sun. Here in Tokyo is no private space and sitting out is shaded from its heat. White skin is prized; whitening creams and sun-umbrellas already selling well. I seek out sheltered corners from the wind and watch face-masked passers-by, in polo-necks and dark coats; tiny dogs in jump suits and the odd rebel in shirt-sleeves, skin exposed to danger. But strangely, no-one wearing sunglasses. Sumida, dark and mysterious, has sparkling circles spreading over her skin; she seems...

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