Busking

Last week I got given a different themed project titled scavenge and we were told to go out and scavenge anything we could find this included everything from bits of old tier found at scrap yards to sound files of dripping water.  At some point within the week we were given the challenge to go and scavenge in a particular place. The place I was set to go to was the canal.

The canal actually proved to be quite disappointing it was a lovely place to go but just too well kept and clean to scavenge anything of uses in order to make art. Even my frivolous attempt to gain access to the councils waste department ended with a ‘sorry, without special training we cannot give you access to the specified area’ I which someone could have told me before that annoying phone hold music started playing for the 27^th time in a row.

This meant that I had to scavenge by other means, so I decided to see if I could document the canal in varying rays hopping that I would be able to pull something together when I got back into my studio. By happy coincidence I was busy recording the traffic from underneath a bridge and found that you could play around with the echoes that were produced there.  This led me in turn to create a sound piece that used the echoes in the tunnel in combination with the sounds from the area around the canal.      

Leading on from this I decided to return to the canal this week but with a different intention to see that if I posed with a busker what sort of reaction I would get from people and weather any of these could be turned into an encounter.  

Busking is something that has always interested me, whether it’s exploring why people decide to uptake it or giving buskers and performers as a platform to express themselves. For me it’s something that I’ve only dabbled in briefly but to my brother its second nature.

 

This was the bridge that I busked under found it tricky to take a picture of myself whilst busking still havent developed extendable arms yet!