Outside art- a three-way cross-artform collaboration and artist residency with The Tramway, Glasgow, and young people in local public spaces- Pollokshields and Govanhill, Glasgow - aimed at promoting inter-cultural dialogue through creativity. (with artists Colin Begg and Akshayee Shetty).

The philosophy behind the project has been to re-imagine the urban environment through the collaborative transformation of, and response to, found rubbish. We’ve worked with broken glass embedded in grass, safety glass found on cracked pavements, discarded wrappers, containers, abandoned white goods and appliances, soggy sofas, fractured furniture - the plethora of waste discovered easily on the streets in areas of southside of
Glasgow. In transforming found, discarded rubbish on one day we found it was actually binned. Rubbish Art. Question Mark.

Our work with whoever approaches us (who become collaborators through their own curiosity and imaginative responses) has included building narratives from a forensic archive of found rubbish, stop-frame animations of transformations, public art interventions, light graffiti (long exposure photography with LED lights), macro-photography, and ice sculptures of found waste.

?Prior to the birth of Outside Art, Indian artist Akshayee Shetty and I (whom I work with on inclusive cross-artform projects)  experimented with a public art intervention using found rubbish- a question mark made from a collection of charred saucepans, a soggy Celtic T-shirt, throttled plastic, gaping crisp packets, crushed tinnies, broken fence boards, polystyrene - and so much more! - and wrote the words Why Am I Here in chapati flour. We wanted to leave a question and a displaced text (...I’d often thought, ‘Why Am I Here?’ in passing littered grass, plastic bags billowing in trees, litter-lined motorways or the door-less fridge at my front door, living in Glasgow’s Govanhill -  historically a popular immigrant destination and intersection of cultures, shared threads of displacement). The intriguing thing about this intervention was that someone called down from their window across the street, “Oi! Are you going to clean up the mess you made?”. We had worked with what we found upon arrival. The smiles on bus-captured passengers contradicted this response. How intriguing - are any of us going to clean up the mess we made? and whose is it? and why are we even asking that question? Can anyone truly ‘throw’ anything out when we live on the same interdependent sphere? And do I leave the rubbish as I found it - all over the place? And, of course, the vocational question, ‘is that art?’ ......



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