MA Creative Practice 1- ‘Pecha Kucha’ Thought Experiment

For my second Creative Practice lesson we started a ‘Thought Experiment’ which is based on the Pecha Kucha presentation style.

Using the book ‘101 Experiments in the Philosophy of Everyday Life,’ by Roger-Pol Droit our tutor selected random experiments and placed them in plain brown and white envelopes with the title ‘thought experiment’ placed on the front in different computer fonts.

Telling us to slowly walk around the table where the envelopes were placed we slowly picked an envelope and returned to our seat.

We found individual experiments inside the envelopes with tasks we now have to research and show our findings in a presentation in six weeks time.

My experiment is: Enter the space of a painting.

MA Creative Practice 1 – Poem workshop

For my first Creative Practice lesson on MA degree, we were taught by poet and writer Catriona Ryan who completed a writing experiment with us.

Our first exercise was to write with our left hand(as it is suppose to be your more creative side) with out thinking, something alike the Dada and Surrealist poetry movement of automatic writing. Below is the results of this exercise:

Time gathers and fucks with matter,

Tonight hedge grows,

Love suppresses life,

Comments become strained,

Together reunited as one,

Doom becomes all.

Weird coincidences are not,

Reality is blue,

Becoming whole is near,

Existence goes ever on,

Travelling through time,

Clowns may frighten,

But flowers still grow.

To you I am invisible,

It serves me well,

Tomorrow you may run.

The next exercise was to write down our own descriptive words or sentences to do with the moon, once finished we were asked to tear the words off the page and as a group through all our words on the floor. Using all the words we constructed sentences that still had relevance to the moon, below are my results:

Bright cavern,

Relaxing dipped movement,

High patterned space,

Cold sharp coin,

Open dark portal,

Allusive silver female,

Soundless dark man,

Rough oceans echo,

Alone sky female.

The last exercise was to make a poem out of both of the previous exercises, below is my result:

Time gathers and fucks with matter,

With open dark portals,

Weird coincidences, are not.

The allusive female,

The soundless dark man,

Love suppresses life,

Together united as one,

Becoming whole is near,

Doom becomes all.

To you I am invisible,

The rough oceans echo,

Tomorrow you may run,

Existence goes ever on,

Comments become strained.

Cold sharp coin,

High patterned space,

The alone sky female,

Reality is blue.

Art Installation help!

Hi guys, I am starting a project on the abstract personifications in Greek mythology and would love your help!

Starting with Hypnos the Greek God, I would like for people to send me a photo of their unmade bed after they have awake, and if willing tell me about the dream they had or dreams they have for the future. If you can’t remember or do not want to it doesn’t matter you can still send me a picture.

I would also like your first name and the country you are from for display purposes.

I will be displaying the results at the end of the year in a installation space and will also produce a book, which I will link you all too.

You can submit your picture and info on my tumblr balladblood or email me at

Thanks for your time and all the best.

(Source: balladblood)

World War One and other cultures

It is hard to believe that a hundred years today our ancestors were fighting for our freedom and because of them the world is as we know it now. It is also hard to believe how little people actually know about the World Wars.

I was recently shocked by a post on tumblr, where someone posted that the world wars were just white men killing white men and not actually ‘world’ wars. The truth is there was many different races and cultures that send their people to the war.

I do not know of any stories of my ancestors in World War One but my great- grandfather was a soldier in World War Two and was mostly situated in India, I remember when I was young my grandmother telling me how the soldiers in India were unaware the war was over for a months due to them being deep in the Jungles.

But what her and many people never told me in school was how much of a part other races and cultures played in the war and how badly Britain treated them during and afterwards. 

Below are some articles I have found about different races and cultures during World War One.






Upcoming Exhibition

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I have an collaborative exhibition coming soon (11/08/2014) working around the theme of space. As individual artists we have all made work on what we see space as, rather than working on the same meaning.

Artist Statement

Payne’s concept revolves around the concept of bodily space and the personal connotations connected to the theory’s she will be investigating. Exploring how to map her path through the space around her and the examining the concept of personal space Payne uses the camera lens to document her discoveries and to create distance from the emotionally charged (for her) project. 


Journal, Prose and Poems


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