Realisation

Started the day early and was once again blessed by calm seas and blue sky's. Between 7 and 9am I finished off the Gabions, just minor details using small stones to fill holes and cracks left by the bigger ones. I took some images and then moved up the Point to the visitors car park.




I went off into the thick brush to photograph the lager room I had found only yesterday. I have been coming here for 15 years and only found this room yesterday, this should give you some idea to just how overgrown and hidden by sand and thorns that most of the military ruins are. What you think are sand dunes or grassy hills are with closer inspection large rooms and hidden corridors, a vent here a door there, an old rusted periscope protruding through the undergrowth.






Once Id taken the pictures i went in search of drift wood, found some and headed back to the van (a long walk in the sand) It was on the way back to the van that I began thinking about all of the debris in the form of plastics that wash up at the end of the point in particular. The plastic bottles of all colours, some translucent and some sand-blasted opaque lying around at the high water mark. I decided then and there to use the bottles rather than the fishing twine. Maybe placing a bright light at the centre of the spare gabion and then surrounding it with the plastic bottles, playing with ideas of light, stained glass windows and human waist.

I took the refuse sacks out of my tool box and headed back around the point past the RNLI jetty. By the time I reached the end of the point I head filled 4 large bin liners with assorted plastic bottles. I returned to the van and then started work on the sea side of the point, once again returning with four large sack fulls.



I had done all I could do for the day and decided to leave hoping to catch Andrew on the way out.

I met Andrew at the Gate entrance to the point and we discussed opening up the lighthouse and using it as a studio next time I'm up as well as the final show and the situating of work in the large hidden room. We drove down to Andrews office together quickly and he gave me my old project folder so that I could retrieve some of the historical images that I had lost on my own disc copy, they may yet come in use.

I will return to Spurn in two weeks and look forward to working inside the light house manufacturing the bullets. I headed back to London via dinner at the Humber Bridge followed by Leeds and the Black Lab meeting that I attend fortnightly finally getting back home at 1.30am