. For the last 18 months I have been making a film, Where We Will Go, with parents who have experienced neonatal baby loss, in partnership with Newcastle University, the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit at the RVI in Newcastle and with the charity Tiny Lives. I have been able to apply the processes and research thatContinue reading “Where We Will Go”
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the wings of a moth without the moth-bit in between
By Kate Sweeney (2023, Threed) Produced by the Women Artists of the North East Library Printed by Foundation Press A4 riso-printed artist book Softcover 34pp . ‘Sometimes my baby’s head smells of old libraries. Lignin. Weighted paper, ink, dry glue.’ the wings of a moth without the moth-bit in between (2023) documents artist Kate Sweeney’s search forContinue reading “the wings of a moth without the moth-bit in between”
To Be Two
. To Be Two is painted using my own inks, dyes and stains, made out of the materials gathered and adapted from my immediate and intimate surroundings such as plants, mud and household detritus things within my arm’s reach. The piece brings together moments and the materials from the everyday to focus upon the wayContinue reading “To Be Two”
inks
#plasterandhairwhite #lastdandelionsyellow #thegardengrassgreen #brickdust #deepcharcoalblack . Sometimes, space between these two things, places, people, is more than their selves . The brownfield land behind the house a couple of weeks ago as I walked through to the river. The animation in it was painted using the inks and dyes I made from materials above, mentionedContinue reading “inks”
Recollection
I have finally began to find a voice for presenting my poetry in my videos. I read it like a love letter. . Recollection . . . . . . . .
tick tock
Iron Water drying on paper, leaving a residue – a place we have been .d These dandelion clock seeds are all that is left of late summer. I swept them into a drawer and they sat there waiting for me to finish. Useful dust.
keen
I had been wondering to myself if it was acceptable to boil seeds. Beginnings should not be cut short I thought, standing and brewing whole heads of dandelion clock on the stove. But who says where the beginning is? Things fall into other things – Get over one self to become An other self. Desire,Continue reading “keen”
HairBrush
Last week I screened my short film, ‘Little Light‘, that documents the making of a paintbrush from my son’s hair (and then using the brush to paint each frame of the film). It was to a small audience at our wonderful, local volunteer Star and Shadow cinema. It was made in lockdown a year agoContinue reading “HairBrush”
water
… ‘It matters what matters we use to think other matters with’… ‘It matters what relations relate relations’…* A relation is a connection. It is a channel along which a story can be communicated (related) in order to connect to an other’s story, another relation. Blood is the way it has always been. A tongue inContinue reading “water”
beginning with a name
‘On a Hill‘, is from our walk down to the Tyne in early June. Blackberry and cotoneaster-dyed paper, animated with drying Tyne water and sycamore, is cut with birds taking advantage of early summer thermals. For months I have been piling the small rectangles of dipped papers up in the studio. Unsure of what toContinue reading “beginning with a name”