Beauchamp Art

B.S. Beauchamp (Fine Art BA Hons) Critical and Creative Practice

Digital: Infidelibus Decimari – [2]

Infidelibus Decimari - [2] - 01

Infidelibus Decimari – [2]

Updated version of the Infidelibus Decimari model, more in line with earlier sketches and designs.

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Digital: Camarades VI


La Couturière

La Couturière

Iz, avec le meilleur nez.

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Weekly Summary: 24.4.17 – 30.4.17

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Though the pace at work upon my return has hasten, I have still found some time to work on a few little projects, updating old sculptures, working on new ones, do a few more illustrations and sketches. But the most prominent project at the moment is a 51 minute sound piece I am putting together for one of my peer’s as part of their degree show display, using various instrumental loops from a selection of songs, strung together into a new composition.

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Writing: Motherland of Exiles: Creatrix

Extract from Motherland of Exiles.
Chapter: Creatrix

In Fine Dierum


“My mother and I, Kali, we cast out together where I were but a boy, and she was ripe with my sister in her broadening belly.

“For why, certainty escapes me, and clarity eludes me even with those fragments I can recall, pieced from the patchwork of tales between my dear mother’s sobs, when she would lay me down before the open sky when what darkness could fall. With the endless glow of the distant city and the endless blazes that seem to emerge like wisps from the barren earth, throwing shadows only loosely about what little shelter we could find, in our nomadic pursuit aware from ever vigilant and then unknown horrors that would follow us through the haze of timeless days, night could never fully enshroud us.”
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Writing: Monoweb



Downcast disparate

Sometimes the eyelids seem like lead

Heavy weighed on cheek bones under strain

All collapsing singularities

Some hazy view half out of focus

Focal lens bring forth the foreground

Bracken and broken imagery

Out of phase photographs

Misremembering a miasmic moment.

Writing: Droll Thing

It’s done
The currency is exchanged
And these fickle bonds
are thrown off like so much loose baggage

There will be no holiday
On sunny isle
Or frosty fjord

Goodbye was a haze and still
There’s shape in the mist
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Photos: Selfie Queen

Mightnight Poser - 10

Selfie Queen

Collection of self portraits

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Photos: North Berwich Bumbling

North Berwich Bumbling - 01

North Berwich Bumbling

Bumbling about North Berwick again on the way to The Law.

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Photos: Mightnight Poser

Mightnight Poser - 07

Mightnight Poser

Empty house, restless, with a camera and tripod, lit by a bathroom bulb, pointless self reflections.

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Photos: Under Morning Skylight

Under Morning Skylight - 02

Under Morning Skylight

First thing, around 7am, under the morning skylight, a crisp strip of white outlining form, sat beneath it on a bed more comfortable than my own, to go back to sleep for a while, loose half the day, look up and get up again later, when the head has caught up with the body.

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