Institute of Obsolescence // 2006
Failure // Kilkenny Arts Week // 2006
Institute of Obsolescence
Replica of The Memorial to Kilkenny Design Workshop R.I.P.* (Rest in Purgatory*)
Replica of The Memorial to Kilkenny Design Workshop R.I.P.* (Rest in Purgatory*)
Replica of The Memorial to Kilkenny Design Workshop R.I.P.* (Rest in Purgatory*)
Installation of Extra Security Measures
Mutton Dressed as Lamb
Mutton Dressed as Lamb
Mutton Dressed as Lamb
The Miracle of the Walking (But No Ones Talking) Sculpture
The Miracle of the Walking (But No Ones Talking) Sculpture
The Miracle of the Walking (But No Ones Talking) Sculpture
Censor Shit Shrine
Censor Shit Shrine
Censor Shit Shrine
Buildertecture: Authentic Balcony Brogue
Buildertecture: Authentic Balcony Brogue
Buildertecture: Authentic Balcony Brogue
Buildertecture: Authentic Balcony Brogue
Buildertecture: Authentic Balcony Brogue
Imaginary Limestone
Fountain of Clean Food
Fountain of Clean Food
Institute of Obsolescence
Annual Panama Hat Daze
Replica of The Memorial to Kilkenny Design Workshop R.I.P.* (Rest in Purgatory*)
I had the work installed and ready to go an hour before the opening of the show. I went home to get a shower and a clean set of clothes. The launch of the arts festival was taking place in the crescent were my work was been shown. Microphones and a PA Systems were set up on a stage. I was having a drink, showing my mother the various elements of my work. The speech was going on when I realised that I was standing on the spot where one of my works should have been. ‘Fuck it’, I said to myself, ‘they have robbed one of my works’, I was raging and approached Mike Fitzpatrick, the curator of the show. I was spouting something along the lines of ‘them fuckers, if they want a show about failure I’ll give them one and take the work down and trash it. Mike brought me back down to ground and around to the idea that it was a real reaction to my work and take it like a compliment, be it good or bad and that I should remake it and put it back in place. I liked that idea of working it further; the space was a bit unbalanced and required another work or two to fill it out more. I also liked the idea of getting an official police report on the theft of my sculpture. The replica was installed with a simple anti-theft device, a stake in the ground, supplied courtesy of John Mulhall.