With apologies to The Last Whole Earth Catalogue.
What is the baseline?
12 H beams
64 RHS beams
64 C sections
5 concrete pads
A cup of coffee with a loved one early in the morning
120 square meters of roof sheeting
120 linear meters of top hat sections
12 barn door hinges
A note left behind by a thoughtful stranger
A chance encounter
Would you like these olive trees?
Can I make a film here? Can we perform our show?
6 tonne of gravel
2 cubic meters of mulch
360 linear meters of cable tray
Have you got a power board?
Can I hang from that?
Infrastructure + activity
Infrastructure + decoration
Infrastructure + love
Infrastructure + time
Infrastructure + questions
Infrastructure + feedback
How does something take form and shape like this?
There is no single image of this building. Really, there is no building.
This structure is baseline infrastructure. That’s it.
Its character and form and personality come after and through use and occupation and the build-up of projects and ideas.
And it will all be wiped clean soon enough.
The bits will be pulled apart, and around this, the moments and residual build-up of time and activity will crumble. The ground will be scraped back and plans for a new building will start to rise out of the ground. All will be forgotten.
But we were never a building. We never aspired to build legacy. We understood that for this moment, while we were here, this was all that mattered for now. The lessons learned, the space shared, the time given. This is what matters.
You can have your legacy-building project now. We will leave no trace.
What is the feedback?
Can I move this over there? Yes.
Can I turn that upside down? Yes.
Can I run a cable? Yes.
Have you got a power board? Yes.
Can we stay the night. Can I dig a hole. Can I cast these cracks in the concrete?
Can we light a fire, cook some food, paint that wall, bury a talisman in the garden for good luck? Yes.
Can I get access to the balcony? Yes.
Can we attach the mirrors to that thrust? Yes.
We propose to dig for 72 hours, to make a pirate radio station, to record the traffic noise, to make the world’s biggest human puppet, to put a life-size cow here facing the road in solidarity with the cows in those trucks. Yes.
Can I make a film here? Can we perform our show? Yes.
Humble beginnings. Nothing more than some shipping containers and steel, propped here temporarily. A neat weave through the building code and this temporary occupation of 1 City Road began. And then we added a little bit more. And a little bit more…
We made it so it could do all these things, and we changed it so it could do more things. Everything this place is, is because of the questions we were asked as we made it (and re-made it). So we could say ‘yes’. The place is feedback.
Can we plant this rose? Yes. would you like these olive trees? Yes.
What is this place?
Who owns the land?
What used to be here?
Who pays you?
How long are you here for?
Cable tie, eye hook, string.
|Art Parties|| 2017
|Parts, program and care-taking|| 2018
|Southbank Arts Precinct|| 2018
|Bendigo Creek|| 2018
|Our time demands the anti-masterpiece|| 2009
|Guerilla Lighting|| 2005
|seat at the table|| 2020
|Venice Tidals|| 2014
We respectfully acknowledge the Wurundjeri people of the Eastern Kulin Nation as traditional custodians, on whose unceded lands we work and live.
We respectfully acknowledge elders – past, present and emerging. And we extend our deepest respects to all First Nations peoples. In the context of the work we do, we express gratitude for our shared connection through place, to the oldest continuing cultures on earth.
Studio 6, 33 Saxon Street, Brunswick 3065
PO Box 1011, Fitzroy North, 3068