I looked everywhere to find some more suitable materials, but nothing seemed right to my eye. The first pieces I 'liberated' had been picked because they looked right in some way I couldn't possibly explain without getting locked up. Also, they were from *ahem* fences, so this fitted in with the narrative of open / closed spaces we started weaving here - the tension between enclosure / 'territories' and 'openness' / common space / 'nature'. Who owns what, etc - why and how? These were all stories suggested by Mark's work, and I wanted some packaging that reflected that in some way, but which also looked kinda cool.
A few weeks later I passed a workman clearing out some shit and doing repairs behind the mosque - he was an old Polish guy, but was working for some local builder / contractor - there were some interesting pieces of board in a pile of stuff that had been ripped out during renovation, I guess, that caught my eye. I chatted to the guy - his English was pretty basic, but he was very nice / cool and sparked up a rollie as I tried to explain what I was doing and why. "My boss," he said (and I'm paraphrasing) "will not let me give any of the good wood away..." There was, indeed, some bits of lumber that might've merited reusing if you were a cowboy builder. Still, kinda interesting that his boss had assumed ownership of something that had been torn out of someone else's property by someone who he was paying minimum wage to... but, hey, the stuff that caught my eye aesthetically were some small pieces of rough board that had a nice texture and some bits of glue / old plaster on it - throwaway junk, but there was something about it I really liked - he told me it was cool to liberate it, plus I got to chat with a really nice old dude.
The final piece in the puzzle materialised during another run a few days later: some BT engineers had been rewiring one of the street-corner cable-cabinets and had left some loose cuttings of old colour-coded wire on the pavement (near to where I lived as a teen in a pretty rough neighbourhood). Perfect for binding the board together!
So, yeah, call it pretentious, but each of the small handful of handmades has a little story attached to it. That's how we roll.
The album is out as a download, so fill yer boots. My PC blew up a few weeks ago and it has taken me a while to get back up and running (had to salvage 8, 9 years worth of music, art, work... jeez), rebuild the damn thing, then learn how to print, scan, do digital art, blablahblah using LINUX ... finally getting back to where I was 4-ish weeks ago, but in a completely different environment. At points I was pullin' my hair out, but I now realise it was all part of the process and that maybe I had to do / go thru this as some sort of inner renewal / refurbishment of my own. I'm in slightly unfamiliar waters and I like it.
So, yeahs, the CONCRETE / FIELD "A THEORY OF PSYCHIC GEOGRAPHY" 'standard' CD will be out any second now.
See, 19f3 ain't no ordinary label. We're about as fuckin' hands-on as it gets.