I walked by this in Norwich today and made me think about the veneer of the world around us. I have a half remembered quote in mind where we question the objects around us only when they stop functioning as they should. When a pavement stops being a pavement and becomes a hole gives the stark realisation of the function of the pavement and the fragility of our world around us.
Another day spent processing clay, it seems like it takes so long to get such a small amount....and its bloody hard work!
I don't know what it is yet about this space but I keep being drawn to it. The clay I collected from my current village is next to it but it still draws me. having had a brief conversation with Alice Lyons about liminal places and then considering further what that might mean, I realised there may well be a whole new tangent unfolding for exploration regarding my own place within the work and thoughts about the temporal location vessels I have in mind.
In ethnographic research, 'the researcher is...in a liminal state, separated from his own culture yet not incorporated into the host culture'[70]—when he or she is both participating in the culture and observing the culture. The researcher must consider the self in relation to others and his or her positioning in the culture being studied. En.wikipedia.org. (2018). Liminality. [online] Available at: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liminality
70.Norris Johnson, in Robben and Sluka 2007, 76
