New sculptures. Works in progress.

We are moving house again so I spent a night clearing all the stuff I don't do out the way.
It dawned on me that this space will be gone in a few weeks and I needed to make something physical- - Take what exists in the world and play with it.


After clearing more space I found my long lost materials. Things I have collected over the years, broken, displaced, lost, discarded objects. All weird, old and dirty. 

I was happy to see them. 
Work in progress

Surreal fist tank.



It's a cross between a sundial, astrological birth chart and dowsing pendulum.  Still lots of work to be done on all 3. Who knows how they will turn out. 

The parrot hanging from the dartboard used to be a great bird. I came home one day to see my mother had made a fire. I noticed that something was different about the garden- Where was the brightly painted parrot with the incredible wingspan that I had loved all my life?!!?! 
I ran outside towards the fire and there, on the top where his charred reamins. I was gutted. The tears burned more than my hands as I tore him out
Why had mother gone and done such a hideous thing! 
Below is a previous sculpture of his imortal soul. 
Unfortunately I accidentally left the stand on the bus so I'm pleased he has a new resting place. 

When I was younger I had something called a 'bit box'. I'm not sure if they are a common thing in most peoples families. It was just a box filled with what we would call today recycling. 
My mum would save cereal cartons,egg boxes, loo rolls, string- everything and I would happily make and do for hours.

Now I am older I have 2 kinds of 'bit box'- one is as described above and the other is full of salting carcasses of animals. I keep this at the bottom of the garden. More on that some other time. 
Love from
Charlie Gates
x

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