And on the back I’ve got all my details: telephone number, email address, and all my various internet links:
Now in retrospect I think that maybe I shouldn’t have written my name at the top of the card above my telephone number, simply because if you look at the whole card back and front my name appears on it four times. On the plus side, I’m sometimes not very good at remembering people’s names and when it gets to the third of fourth time of asking it starts to get a little embarrassing, so if having my name printed four times on something is going to help people remember my name without any embarrassment then I’m all for it.
The cards all arrived about three weeks after my order, there are about three hundred of them. I’m a little less excited about them now that I have them than I was while I was waiting them. But they weren’t too expensive and they will save me a lot of awkward explaining when I’m talking to someone and they ask me “what sort of art do you do?” Previously in those situations I’d say something tentative and awkward along the lines of: “well, it’s, erm, abstract, I do, collages, and use….. Photocopiers…. but I’m not copying, I’m sort of…. Umm, doing prints too, and it’s quite….. Um, takes up a lot of time but….. I’m doing okay at it…..”
So even though proffering business cards about may seem a little bit conceited if done in a Patrick Bateman way, it does cut out all the awkward and inaccurate explaining and trying ever so hard to get the right balance between arrogance and self deprecation. People will actually be able to look at what it is that I do - if they get round to it and it doesn‘t turn into a bit of lumpy clutter in their pocket.
What would be interesting is if the first thing they look at when they follow the links on the card is this blog and they see that I’m writing about the business card that they are holding in their hands at this very moment. If you happen to be one of those people then HELLO. Just to demonstrate that I’m not just throwing logos around, just below is a series of pictures I made last year with watercolours, collage and acetate. It’s one of many experiments with collages of my old animations, which were collages of my old paintings and collages, and how many times shall I say collage and collages in this one paragraph. Will I ever get around to making collages out of my collages of my collages?
I think I will likely be collaging myself for a very long time to come. It’s funny but I went to a collage night last Wednesday (which I’m going to write about once they have updated their Facebook) and realised that whilst cutting up textbooks and the like that I’ve been collaging my own textures and materials for such a long time and that the processes I’ve been using are actually quite different from your traditional collage, not that I’m being bigheaded or anything but I’m not sure if what I’m doing is actually collage anyway, not in it’s purest form. It’s a lot more self involved in that it’s part of a long chain of creative endeavour going back to who knows when except me, and I’m not entirely sure myself.
At the collage night I did approach creating a more traditional collage the same way as I’d make my own “usual” work, and it was quite slow going. Before I wrote this I was actually trying to write about the process of what it is that I do, and how each stage blends into another. I couldn’t really hack it though, it was pretty tricky to explain in an interesting and candid manner so I gave up. Which is actually very hard for me to do, I don’t usually tend to give up on things, even if something I’ve started is a bit rubbish I tend to persevere, I have a big obsession with making lists of things I ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO GET DONE! And they scream out at me until I get them done and all the while they grow and mutate through tippex and highlighter pens and more and more biro into a thick sheet of even more complicated lists of things that I ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO GET DONE! So giving up on something is actually quite liberating… if a little scary. I’m a bit like Alan Sugar in some ways, and also, in many other ways, I’m nothing at all like Alan Sugar.
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