tom-wells

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begin

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"didn't we have a lovely day!"

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Spot the difference

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Once upon a time a young girl lived in a small brick house with her eleven brothers and sisters. They were not a rich family and lived in a small house surrounded by other small bricked houses.

By the small house there was a dark wood, and beyond the dark wood was a great old house that seemed to sit on a large, very steep hill that looked down over the dark wood and the small houses.

The family that lived in the great old hose on the very steep hill were a very rick family and lived in their big old house with all their fine jewels and wondrous food.

The great old house house was ruled by an evil old lady that hated the little bricked houses that lay beyond the dark wood, the girl who lived in the small bricked houses everyday would walk around the little bricked houses and through the dark wood and up the very steep hill to the big old house the help the evil old lady. The girl would help the evil old lady dress, and make her food, and clean the house that sat on top of the very steep hill. All these things the girl hated to do. The evil old lady of the big old house was very mean to the little girl but every day the little girl would come and help.

One day when the evil old lady was away from the old house that sat on top of the very steep hill the young girl found herself looking at all the old lady's fine clothes. The young girl thought that they were beautiful. One- she thought- in particular was hung in the corner of the large room it was particularly beautiful. The girl looked at herself in the gold gilded mirror and thought, 'compared to this beautiful red dress that hangs in the corner of the room, my clothes are tired and old.'

The young girl looked again at her tired old clothes and decided that she no longer wanted to work for the evil old lady that lived in the big house that sat on top of the very steep hill. Whilst the evil old lady was away the young girl decided that she would run away never to return.

It was darker now and the girl ran through the woods as she would every night after she had finished work. However something tonight was different the young girl did not know where she was. She did not recognise this part of the dark wood.

Now, when the young girl was a child, her father had told her stories of fairies that lived inside the dark wood. The girl never believed these stories. The father told her that unlike what most think about fairies being kind and friendly creatures are in fact evil and mischievous. He told her that these fairies would play tricks on those that would find themselves alone in the dark wood and misguide them so that they would loose their way.

The young girl never believed in such stories. Until the day she found herself alone, lost in the dark wood.

2009-03-21T05:25:00.000-07:00

Story Time

A new piece of work 'Story time' is a sound installation of three stories being told in relation to the three models that sit in line in front of a big speaker. The speaker acts as a narrator, and the models as illustrations of the fairy tale like stories that have been adapted from true events.

2009-03-21T05:22:00.000-07:00

'Power Trip'

an exhibition with Sam Ndlovu

2009-03-02T04:25:00.000-08:00

38 Coll Drive Manchester (Christmas 2008/09)

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Urbalreagh, co. Donegal, Ireland (October 2008)

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Little red houses

Residence House/Home

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Videos from an old trip to Skye

2008-12-09T15:57:00.000-08:00

"A Home for someone else" performance (birdseed) Hildesheim, Germany

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Oh dearest Hildeshiem...

"A Home for Someone Else" (Bird Cage, Cardboard, Birdseed)

2008-12-09T15:10:00.000-08:00

"Its all a bit too casual" Glasgow

Its all a bit too casual a wee exhibition by SEA4, currated by the lovely Miss Nicky Wright and the lovely Miss Hannah Sheperd,

These darwings were part of an installation and made up a projected animation of the history of my family home, Manchester.
"Turn that tele off, its record night" installation, (Tape, record player, plants, projection)

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"bedroom" installation, Manchester

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.....and i made a cake.

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At the same time it happened to be Valentines day. So I threw a party...

2008-12-09T14:42:00.000-08:00

Residence, Belfast, Februar 2008

The first part of the residence prject in the SHAC flats in Belfast. A group of eight artists from Glasgow and Belfast living and working in the same space for four days.

The kitchen window became an access wondow for us to get in and out of the building on to writers square, the public square that lies next to the flats. This paper installation was made on the next window.

(paper, tape and black marker)

2008-12-09T14:33:00.000-08:00

"While I Sit and Ponder" Cove Park, Roseneath,

While i sit and Ponder are a selection of photographes taken near to Cove Park on the Roseneath penninsula on the West coast of Scotland. The action of sitting became an excercise in self'reflection of considering how to go about representing the landscape.

2008-10-28T05:34:00.000-07:00

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I AM AN ARTIST.