Numerous bystanders were sighted carrying painted stools, in the Japanese style. These had been taken from an Information Centre, housed in a military tent. Local visitors had been encouraged to remove these, use them and be prepared to meet their designer, on revisiting the island. Maps, dispensed at the centre, directed a growing crowd of investigators into the house. In the kitchen an arrangement of previous conversations was playing over a continuing series of conversations.
In the dining room a film jumped clumsily around the horizon of a nearby beach while heavy boots beat out a wet but rarely-erring rhythmic march. Intricate Tibetan paintings occupied the porch. These projected cameos of ethnic symbols such as the Orcadian cowboy. Indeed further reports were being received of a sighting of exactly that creature, wandering the neighbouring barns at night in the company of a pale ghost which moaned, in Portugese, “We fell off our horse.”
The echoes of a hundred birds, some indigenous, others less so, flipped through fabric charts of colour, in the hallway. Near the photo of a fallen Cavalier, with several centuries growth of moss, a box of red and white duck-eggs confused a crisp snooker game.
At the rear of the house, a young artist-in residence was stationed up a tree. She claimed to be the daughter of the cook. Corncrakes were struggling to be heard above the cries of a music machine, installed in a fallen dyke. Harrows and slate, wire and oxidised scraps produced a dangerous hypnotic state. The scene was littered with the carnage of those who succumbed but most were awakened by tinkling glass. Some of the bottlenecks came from indigenous whisky bottles but there appeared to be an influx of foreign Brandy, possibly Trinidadian in origin.
Further sponge protectors hinted at a trail to a headland found beyond the wide natural bay down from the house. A roofless broch, providing shelter and a view to the Atlantic snuggled into a natural hollow. Informed local opinion dates the structure at approx 2000 BC but there was no evidence of any such monument in place before the 8 September 2003.
To date the only one of these mysteries to be conclusively solved is that of the missing satellite dish. The object was stolen on or about the 15th September by one Norman Chalmers, artist by occupation. He apparently claims that the object was taken in error, to allow him to make a possible work of art as part of an International Artists workshop, hosted by Triangle Trust in partnership with Taigh Chearsabhagh, the North Uist Arts Centre. The other 18 artists deny any involvement. The Artists: Julie Brook (Isle of Skye)- installation in stone Norman Chalmers (Edinburgh) - music and provocation Nicola Gear (Glasgow) - soundworks Brian Kelly (Glasgow) - bridge Colin Kirkpatrick (Orkney) - Orcadian Western Andy Mackinno (North Uist) - the big movie Shauna McMullan (Glasgow) - green dots on hill Olwen Shone (North Uist) - video/photography Ian Stephen (Isle of Lewis) - performance/film Stephen Skrynka (Glasgow) - cavalier installation/eggs/films Analia Amaya (Cuba) - underwater sound installation/film Melina Birkenwald - bird-book/viewfinders/performance Kathryn Chan (Trinidad) - sound sculpture Langa Magwa (South Africa) - scarred skins Ashmina Ranjit (Nepal) - installation Raghavendra Rao (India) - film Saki Satom (Japan) - Information Centre Ga De (Tibet) - painting Carla Zaccagnini (Brazil) - film:walking distance
The artists wish to thank: Robert Louder and Triangle Trust, Taigh Charsabhagh, The Scottish Arts Council and Glasgow Sculpture Trust for making the workshop and sharing possible. |
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