Charlie Tuesday Gates

"Its the first time as a journalist, that I have seen anything like this..." Never could I have comprehended or thought this existed in my mind' Genuine quote from a genuine journalist of London Live. Thanks to  TIME OUT  ,  Le Cool  and  Just Opened London ,  The Museum House Of Death P.V had a simply ridiculous turn out. About a million people showed up and they were queuing from 6.30 to gone 8.30 to get in.  Not very private Private View  It was so busy at 7 they held the door and thrust me onto the stage for the first performance excerpt of SING FOR YOUR LIFE! A musical parody featuring the recently deceased. A cross between X Factor and Pet Rescue... Not one but three performance had to be delivered, helped of course by the extraterrestrialy talented Mr Wacko Jacko:Holistic entertainer extraordinaire ....and a piano man who had arrived just three hours before. The performance itself was a magical blur as 3 talented   mammals took to the

The Museum House Of Death will open Thursday 22nd May With all the macabre mania under one roof... src="http://cdn.timeout.com/badge/as_seen_on_time_out_blog_black_red.png" alt="As seen  on the Time Out London blog" border="0" />

Soooooo This exhibition of macabre mania has crept up in the wings pretty quick.  One week to go and I've barley told a soul-   It's basically a top secret event. . . .  . PHA Currently being an artist isn't as cool as it seems. Sometimes you have to come down to real life earth and make important phone calls and pretend to be really clever. I've spent more time in front of my computer than ever before. My fingers have been soldered to the keys in a flurry of invites and admin duties that quite frankly isn't my forte. I want to be in the garden talking to flowers not emailing weirdos about my show. Being everything is hard. Doing everything for yourself is harder. These baby's need to be ready in time for Thursday. Cutting it a bit fine...  In reality i'm just a normal girl.Normal normal normal. .... Who has strange visions of terrifying and hilarious nature.  Sometimes a trance like state comes over me and I start moving my arms around as

C.T.G’s first solo show since retirement will be at  THE VAULTS Waterloo  Arch 233 Leake Street,  SE1 7NN Private View 22May  6.30- 9.30pm Performance 7.30pm T ransporting you into a fantasy underworld, where beauty and death collide with nostalgia and borderline insanity. Come and experience lost lives and forgotten pasts sitting together in   juxtor posed shrines. Terrifying, intriguing, provocative mixed media assemblage sculpture. Blunt visual puns and methods mock popular culture and tradition. Using context as a vortex, surrounding it with a mystical air of surreal absurdist humour.  --- As well as sculpture, c ontroversial animalation video pieces will also be screened as well as performance, where real animal are manipulated by hand to perform, sing and dance. Some viewers will find all of these images deeply offensive as they  push the limits on taste, ethics and the subject of controversy itself... I'll be doing excerpts from the musical show '

Within minutes of turning up waaaay too early, I'd managed to score myself an events pass, take over the dressing room and put my own work up inside the museum in the main performance space. Brilliant. Keep Away From Idiots My amazing pass with swipe action getting me anywhere I wanted to go...Which was mainly the bar. There he is! Smack back in the main game.  Polly morgan, Pat Morris and Errol Fuller were all there to talk too. Unfortunately the room was smashed full to the brim of bursting so all we could do was look through the glass window and make up hilarious voiceovers.     I would have liked to have said hello to Errol, he was the one who lent us loads of the big taxidermy pieces for  BORROWED TIME - the movie, but alas he was swamped. So instead I took my models for a wander through the museum. Hair and Make-up in my personal dressing room Making friends.... Model one wears a Chaffinch rescued out the mouth of

After months and months of retirement, I've decided that the art world genuinely needs me. So I've started making progress with new work. Lets hope I don't get evicted before I've created millions of masterpieces. The council made a super surprise visit to the house today. I was happy I'd moved the rotting fox from the driveway but bricking it that they would wander into the garden and discover the open graves. There's a nice corner not that tucked away which I've been stock piling materials. . . Unless the council are blind and stupid, the definitely saw everything.  They definitely saw all the weird sculptures hanging around and they definitely saw what's lurking in the basement. As soon as I heard they were heading into the garden I mentally shat myself and pegged it. I've been evicted before and I wasn't ready to face the potentially impending fury. This eviction story is a story I haven't told many people apart from