In 2004, I was displaced. I got lost via the internet, all my email contacts
were informed of my disappearance via a series of updated e-mails, which
continued to inform people of the developing situation. Images were kindly
sent in and posted, reporting sittings from around the world. Since then,
my partner William, claims he has taken over my entire artistic practice
until further notice and continues to operate as a professional artist (William
Titley) in the UK. Occasionally, I have produced work on the theme of being
lost and my reasons for leaving that life behind. Of course, there are rumours
about me being overthrown or even murdered by William as people try to piece
together the clues hidden in my work, which includes confessional animation
and phone messages.
I now seek virtual sanctuary in the hope that this residency will offer me
a place to settle for a while, somewhere I can rest after much travel and
instability.
Somewhere to continue exploring my own virtual displacement. A place which
can act as a stabilising element in my displaced identity.
Acceptance on the residency means I have somewhere to stay, not just anywhere,
(as at present) but somewhere (virtually) concrete, a place, a transit camp
or temporary home. To lay down some virtual roots in the form of new work,
which could be just about anything connected with notions of home and displacement
etc.
Thanks for listening.
David
