125, Punk and Food

I've started work at the School of Jewellery just as it turned 125 on Friday 18th September, 2015.
From the Birmingham Daily Post of 19th September 1890:

This sign from that day is still on the building:

We had a little celebration in the new - but not quite finished - "Technology Hub" which is going to house all the digital and high-tech equipment:

125 years of the School of Jewellery! Celebrating in our new Technology Hub with bubbles! #125soj #soj125 pic.twitter.com/bK9oWDdqJt

— School of Jewellery (@SoJ_BCU) September 18, 2015

There is a programme of events to celebrate, next up is Jivan Astfalck's "Junk: Rubbish to Gold" project and my own "Art Medals - History, Philosophy and Practice" symposium which is so new that I've not even put up a webpage about it! More about that very soon.

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I've been out and about in Birmingham, exploring around where I live and getting to meet people. Last night I went to the opening of an exhibition by Birmingham City Univesity's Media and Cultural Research department entitled, "Punk Rock!! So What?" a kind of reflective evaluation of what became of the punk movement.

Curated by Russ Bestley and presented by Matt Grimes (above), this was a brilliant evening, hosted by the Parkside Gallery to the east of the city centre.

Punk Rock rather passed me by. It is only in the recent years that I've come to appreciate it both musically and culturally, yet it would be foolish to suggest that my own work does not have a punk element to it:

It is this far-reaching impact, as well as the fact that for many countries - think Ukraine, Madagascar and Tibet - punk is still a very real and valid social rebellion, which is explored to an extent by this exhibition.

The exhibition is really just an opener for the really exciting event which is happening in October, the second "Punk Scholars Network" conference! Yes, even I struggle with the tension between concepts of 'punk' and 'scholars' but in the context of the exhibition and film shown last night, it makes a lot of sense. Hearing Jock Blyth (left in the image below) of GBH talking, or listening to Penny Rimbaud from Crass in the film shown, there is no tension at all between these ideas.

That punks wanted to change things was in no doubt; what has happened is that they have started thinking seriously about how to do it. I've linked to the film which was shown below. It is absolutely fascinating but I should warn viewers that there are some pretty nasty scenes of animal cruelty in there. Even if you don't watch it all, do watch the first and final scenes of the charming and slightly unhinged Dick Lucas (Subhumans):

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Today was the second Bearwood food festival, organised by The Bearwood Pantry food collective and I am so pleased that I decided to go along and support it. One of my neighbours had told me that last year it had been completely cleared out by about 2pm, so I decided to go along early - meeting some of my work colleagues whom I had also warned about the "swarm of locusts" effect - and see what was happening. By 11.30am, it was jumping!

There were loads of amazing stalls, all enthusiastic and keen to talk about their products. I bought some beetroots (seen above) which had been grown about 1.5km from my house at Salop Drive Market Garden, another very local social enterprise project; I bought Mexican coffee from a Feral Trader (I can track the coffee from where it was grown to my house!) and; I bought a plum cordial which appears to be part of an art project by Dale Hipkiss.

By far the highlight of my day, however, was speaking to the people at The Real Junk Food Project Brum.

This collective 'recycle' food. That great bugbear of mine, the "Sell By" and "Use By" dates, is being tackled head on by this wonderful group who take food which cannot be sold and pass it on, either as raw materials for cooking - and today I got a sour-dough loaf, a cabbage and some spelt - or as cooked food in a cafe in Ladywood. This fantastic group of people are political; they are activists; most of all, they are humane and have realised the importance of food not as a commodity but as a social bond. I'll be continuing to support them.

Sleight of Hand

The ACJ annual exhibition for 2015, "Sleight of Hand" opened last Thursday at The Brewhouse Arts Centre in Burton-on-Trent. It is incredible to think that this show took 18 months to pull together, especially as it feels like moments ago that one of our board members, Linda Lambert, threw the idea for the title into the conversation: everyone loved it and now it is "up" and open.

Some of you will recall that I made a pocket-watch for the show, entitled "Pulling Rabbits Out Of A Hat" and this week I bought the catalogue image by Russell Barker at Progressive Imaging as it is so good:

I think that the jury have pulled together a superb show, one which is varied, shows both new and established makers and which - for all the diversity of submissions - hangs well together. I had originally though when I made my piece, "nobody else would be so obvious as to make a rabbit in a hat..." but I was wrong, of course! I particularly liked Susan Wainwright's "Conjuring Trick":

And Anthony Wong's Tommy Cooper-referencing "Spoon-Jar, Jar-Spoon" and "Fez Bracelet":

Terry Hunt's work also displays a sly humour:

And I especially liked Karen Westland's Molecular Cloud:

And Maria Whetman's Material Landscape Cluster:

I would have photographed more but have to confess that the venue is not really suited to a jewellery display. It is very dark, the cabinets are not jewellery cabinets but vitrines which would be more suited to larger works and the lighting is inconsistent.

The show travels on from Brewhouse to The Scottish Gallery in October - where the hanging and display is always impeccable - and to the gallery space at Plymouth College of Art.

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I didn't get to see much of the town. All I had previously know about it was that it had been largely a brewing centre and that Jonathan Meades heaped opprobrium upon the planning director who tore down all the Victorian brewery buildings. It is still very much a brewing centre:

and there is still a lot of fine Victorian and Edwardian architecture to be seen.

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And back to Birmingham...

I've no idea what these owls are all about but they are everywhere. Some of them are even quite funny, like this one outside the Selfridge's building (by Future Systems). Yet another photograph of this building to my collection!

End of First Week

Well, it's Friday and I'm home in Bearwood, Birmingham, my new home. I suppose I should feel a bit unsettled, maybe even a bit down, but I don't. From the moment I turned up at the School of Jewellery on Monday to wishing my new colleagues goodnight at 5pm and cycling home, it has been a fantastic week of developing courses, staff development, meeting my colleagues and bringing all my teaching materials in line with Birmingham City University, ready for the onslaught of students a week on Monday week.

Unfortunately, I've not had much to report on this front, given that I've been so busy that I've not had a chance to take any photographs, annoying given that I keep spotting things I want to photograph on my rides to and from work.

This week saw the opening of the graduate show for the MA Jewellery, Silversmithing and Related Products, "Metaform", an exciting and diverse show which shows a more exploratory approach to jewellery than would perhaps be seen on other courses and featuring vessels made from rice grains, wearable books, lace made of compressed paper pulp and pieces which are designed to revolt!

I present a selection here with all of the photographs being on my flickr stream. For more information, see the Metaform website.

For maker details, roll over the image.

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Off to Burton-On-Trent tomorrow for the ACJ "Sleight Of Hand" show.

First Day

Today was the first day of my new job at the School of Jewellery in Birmingham, part of Birmingham City University. I've spent the last six weeks preparing for the move, packing, preparing for the house to be sold, moving to Birmingham and saying goodbye to my (ex-)colleagues at Glasgow Kelvin College.

A big move, to be sure; a big change; having said that, it hasn't seemed like such a huge wrench. I am, of course, very sad to be leaving colleagues with whom I have worked for as long as 27 years, some colleagues who have become friends, sad also to be handing over some projects I've nurtured even though I know that the people who are taking them over are more than capable of making a success of them. Wednesday night last week was my night-out with my colleagues and I handed my camera over to Anne Wood of the fashion department to record:

Moving to Birmingham is a bit of a dream-come-true for me; I've had the vague idea since I first visited the school (1993? 1994? Norman Cherry was still head of school in those days) that I would like to work in such an environment but never really pursued it, so when the post came up before the summer holidays, it was with some enthusiasm that I applied and today found myself walking through the doors.

From being met in the car-park by Jeremy Hobbins, Deputy Head of School and Head of Horology, to being welcomed by my new colleagues in Jewellery - Rachael, Kate, Sian, Sally - plus all the support staff, I've had a brilliant day, visiting the other campuses, seeing the MA show at the School of Art and having a rather good coffee and cake in York's.

The school is undergoing extensive refurbishment at the moment, so most of my work today was done wherever there was a seat. This does have the advantage of revealing some interesting facets of the history of the school and I absolutely couldn't resist these wonderful photographs uncovered at the back door (and I trust not heading skip-wards):

More from the heart of the West Midlands soon, once I've settled in a bit more.