|'THE EARTH NOT A GLOBE'
Exhibition Catalogue, Rokeby Gallery, 2009
Edited by Dani Admis & Dave Charlesworth
A group show taking the controversy of Galileo Galilei's discovery that Earth was a sphere to examine unpalatable world views and science and technology's impact on our perception. Texts were comissioned to respond to or enact this theme, then offered as loose pages that gallery visitors could select themselves to compile their own publication.
Contributors: Kari Altmann, Paul B Davis, Tom Badley, Giles Bailey, Charlie Coffey, Chris Collins, Richard Hards, Richard Healy, Angie Hicks, Oliver Laric, JT Lowen, Matt mcQuillan, Haroon Mirza & David MacLean, Jasiek Mischke, Meil Montier, Daniel Penderson & Johan Persson, Paul Pieroni, Sean Raspet, David Raymond Conroy, Daniel Shenton, Barry Sykes, Conrad Ventur, Laura White, Cecilia Wee, WITH (withyou.co.uk).
I wrote a fictional transcript of a video diary that never happened.
(Camera quickly pulls back to reveal Barry, he is talking directly into the lens whilst sat naked on a large striped towel on a beautiful sandy beach; laying on his side and propped up on one elbow, his cock and balls are quite visible and he is sweating under the glare of the sun. A handful of other naked people can be seen walking around in the distance.)
“We're all very used to seeing an artist naked aren't we? So I hope this isn't too shocking.
When someone mentioned the Flat Earth Society to me a few weeks ago I immediately pictured a beach.
So I've come here, to
I sometimes think that a view of the beach looks like little more than a child's crayon diagram of our earth's geological make-up? When you look out at sea from back up by the car park you get a simple sequence of near parallel, horizontal lines laid out in front of you; marking out the grass, then sand, water and air, and illustrated with the most rudimentary mineral building blocks as one section crumbles, dissolves or evaporates into another. In fact, I've always found the pull of the beach a little absurd, our escape to the very edge of the landmass, then collapsing onto the ground - maybe venturing into the shallows of the sea but no further. Don't get me wrong I absolutely love it here but throwing off your clothes to immerse yourself in powdery rubble and dirty water is a lot like having a mental breakdown at an abandoned building site.
But take all the heady absurdities of the beach, multiply everything, and you've got the nude beach. I remember the first time I came across one a few years ago. My girlfriend and I were walking around the rocky coastline of an island off
Maybe because we were in holiday discovery mode or just too hot to walk further but, back in
Since that trip to
(Barry pauses and looks off camera, pulling his towel over himself. We then see a fully clothed family walk past and disappear into the dunes behind, we can hear the mother quietly giggling.)
(Barry now sits upright and cross legged, he rubs at his shoulder and reaches for the sun cream, popping it open and beginning to methodically reapply all over.)
“You can get to a point here during the day where you've forgotten about absolutely everything else. I mean look at it, it's like you're on the Moon, or Mars or something.
I might have got this a bit wrong, but you know when they sent the Voyager satellite into space in the early eighties they included lots of artefacts and information from earth, so any alien species might have some clues to understanding us. On the outside of the hull they placed an engraved brass plaque with a diagram of where Earth is in relation to the rest of the Universe - here, a bit like this (Barry begins to sketch it out on a little notepad and holds it up to the camera) - there's a kind of radiating geometric star-shaped thing, a sequence of small circles in a row, that I guess are meant to be the planets, then two line drawings of a naked man and woman, standing next to each other in a sort of weirdly casual pose, he has one hand held up as if he's showing you the rest of the drawing, or even the Universe, or waving hello. Now, I find it totally unlikely that a bit of engraved brass with a stylised line drawing on, all in totally different scales, has any hope of explaining our location and civilisation to another completely alien race. However, what is does look exactly like, is a nudist couple on a really sunny day, enjoying a game of beach boules. Seriously, Google it, and tell me I'm not wrong.