rhôd

        I am a member of the rhôd artists’ group (rhag)

 

Rhôd in Roath 2013
Rhodio - Pavillion SA44 5BX Padiglione - Venice 2011

Rhôd 2 [a rural contemporary art space] 2010

Melin Glonc Drefelin Drefach Felindre, Carmarthenshire SA44 5BX

born in Roath 2013

menyw 2011

homage to Rafael Lozano- Hemmer 2010

These may not be sheets, but nappies, perhaps of a baby never to be born. Gillian Clarke comes from this part of Cardiff and I am grateful to her for the use of her poignant poem about the mining disaster in Abertillery.

Six Bells

Perhaps a woman hanging out the wash
paused, hearing something, a sudden hush,
a pulse inside the earth like a blow to the heart,
holding in her arms the wet weight
of her wedding sheets, his shirts. Perhaps
heads lifted from the work of scrubbing steps,
hands stilled from wringing rainbows onto slate,
while below the town, deep in the pit
a rock-fall struck a spark from steel, and fired
the void, punched through the mine a fist
of blazing firedamp. As they died,
perhaps a silence, before sirens cried,
before the people gathered in the street,
before she’d finished hanging out her sheets.

Copyright © 2010 Gillian Clarke
Poem by Gillian Clarke from her collection, ICE, Carcanet Press, 2012

I made a site specific work 
for a Welsh group (Rhod) show in Venice 
in an upstairs room of a restaurant
I wanted to do something about women and Wales
as Welsh for woman is menyw (pronounced menu) 
that was my starting point
so I made a large replica of the restaurant menu
instead of the picture on the menu cover of fat people
carrying knives and forks and wine glasses 
there are pregnant woman pushing buggies
and carrying books and pencils
then inside instead of food
there will be a poem in Welsh
and a poem in Italian
both by women
one from the fifteenth century
the other form the sixteenth century
the Welsh one is an ode to pubic hair 
and the Italian one is written by a courtesan
who wrote about how women were as good as men

I had been invited to make a site responsive work for Rhôd 2, a corn mill with surrounding grounds near Drefach Felindre about ten miles from Cardigan I had already been drawn to making work in the river. Since the rejection of Turbulence I decided to make work in homage to Rafael Lozano Hemmer. I reinterpreted his work in a low tech way. I made white buoys with recycled and recyclable paper, glue and paint and invited spectators to place them in the river Bargoed (a tributary to the River Teifi) where Rhôd 2 was sited. I also invited the spectators to write on the buoys how they felt about the loss of Big Art to Cardigan, with locally made ecological charcoal. The idea was that the buoys would disintegrate gradually and fragments would flow down the river into the Teifi to the place where Turbulence would have been, and return to nature. I wanted to bridge the gap between the objections (I am a local artist and everything was biodegradable) and Turbulence. Turbulence would have comprised 127 while plastic buoys in the river Teifi that would have responded to people talking into a microphone on the quay.