





Photographs by Jenny Van Sommers
About a Girl (2009)
(Found mannequin: Monoprint, collage, lazertran.)
'Once destined for the skip, 'Alice' and her dismembered limbs now serve as a canvas for my most indulgent whims. Forever collecting; ideas, images and objects which transcend cultures, styles and genres, the things that inspire me are many. Music, art, film, fashion and concepts are forever in my mind and like Alice, I swallow them all. However, as Alice found in Wonderland, giving in to all that is tempting can lead to overwhelming consequences. This feeling of claustrophobia and inspiration overload is represented through the layering of image and text. References to popular culture are crudely recreated as monoprints and applied to the surface of the mannequin using a transfer medium, each one fighting for attention. Rather than presenting Alice as a whole, her torso, legs and arms are left as separate parts, her tattooed limbs representing the many facets of my eclectic desires.'
Above (the work as I imagined it when displayed)
One Person's Trash.... (2009)
(Collection of 11 ceramic and paper altered plates: Monoprint, collage, lazertran.)
'As a collector of discarded ephemera sourced from car boot sales, charity shops, flea markets, ebay and my grandma's cupboards I have over the years accumulated shelves of objects. Often cheap, kitsch, usually originating from the 1950s/60s and always worn, used, chipped and fraying, these things are my treasures. Sentimental, nostalgic and bearing a patina accumulated from years of human handling and attic dust, the stories attached to these things resonate in my work. The layers within my collages are representative of the various stages of an object's life from production to circulation. Each china cup, glass ornament, wooden peg, tin box, plastic toy has had more than one owner, originates from across the globe and has ended up on my shelf in Norway Street. It seems fitting therefore that the representations of these objects retain their domestic identity by displaying them in frames and upon the surfaces of second-hand plates hung in a traditional domestic fashion.'
(Unfortunately the folks at MMU didn't actually hang them on the wall at all which kind of took away from the concept a bit and meant that my lovingly crafted caption made no sense. Oh well, I suppose they were lacking wall space, they did however secure them to plinths with some serious straps so there was no chance of them falling.)