Giant Robots are an artist collective based in London and the South East of England. Working since the Summer of 2009, Robots aim to shine a new light on public art, creating intellectual yet accessible interactive sculptures. Heavily influenced by comics, graffiti and the contents of skips, Robotshave captured the interest of the art world and media and have recently appeared in print in the New York Times.
Robots work predominately in reclaimed and recycled wood, old furniture and pieces that have been disregarded by others. The aesthetic of these sculptures are entirely determined by the resources available as well as being completely sustainable in a time when resources and finances need to be considered.
A 20 minute documentary filmed at the build of a large interactive sculpture at Secret Garden Party festival in July 2010.
ROBOTS>>>> I Hate Summer from Tali Clarke on Vimeo.
Wednesday 6 October 2010
Tuesday 5 October 2010
Wednesday 8 September 2010
Sunday 5 September 2010
This Flower Situation.
I finished my contract at Hodder last week, and was brought some lovely flowers by my lovely (former) collegues. It was a bright and chipper sunny day, and I left Hodder Towers to stroll down to Charing Cross, where I was working the evening at the 99 Club (A heavily Canadian line-up, including Tommy Campbell, who I insulted by mistake the first time I met him [save that heart-warming story for later])
Anyway, I'm strolling down Tottenham Court Road in the sun, clutching my big fluffy bouquet of flowers, when a lady stops me in the street.
Lady: Do you know where I can buy flowers round here?
(Note, I'm not so good at sudden questions - I flap a lot.Especially when someone asks you where a flower shop is on TC Road where clearly, clearly, theres nothing but mobile phone shops everywhere)
Me: Umm, right. Yes. No. Well, I dont know. Theres a shop. Over there. A Sainsburys. That might sell flowers. It's like, 10 minutes back that way and on the left.
Lady: But not here?
Me: What?
Lady: But you don't know where theres a flower shop here?
Me: Ummm. No? Not really... ummm... Sainsburys.... up the... on the ...
Lady: (Massively exasperated by my inability to assist her with her botanical needs) I only asked you because I can see that you've JUST BOUGHT FLOWERS.
Wait. Back it up Lady... I didnt buy these, I was bought them. Why would you assume that I had to buy my own flowers? What are you implying? What does this mean?
This troubled me somewhat, but was made a lot worse later at work. Lovely Brett Goldstein is a young, hunky non-canadian comedian who was also on the bill that night. As we were clearing up after the show, Lou the AP pointed to my flowers, which I had stuck in a pint of water.
Lou : Oh no... Brett's forgotten his flowers...
Me: What! THOSE ARE MY FLOWERS! WHY WOULD YOU ASSUME THEY WERE BRETT'S?
Lou: Jesus...
However, its not been all bad press for flowers. There were a lot of flowers at Catherine and Rob's wedding. It was the nicest wedding I have ever been to. Here are their rings.
Anyway, I'm strolling down Tottenham Court Road in the sun, clutching my big fluffy bouquet of flowers, when a lady stops me in the street.
Lady: Do you know where I can buy flowers round here?
(Note, I'm not so good at sudden questions - I flap a lot.Especially when someone asks you where a flower shop is on TC Road where clearly, clearly, theres nothing but mobile phone shops everywhere)
Me: Umm, right. Yes. No. Well, I dont know. Theres a shop. Over there. A Sainsburys. That might sell flowers. It's like, 10 minutes back that way and on the left.
Lady: But not here?
Me: What?
Lady: But you don't know where theres a flower shop here?
Me: Ummm. No? Not really... ummm... Sainsburys.... up the... on the ...
Lady: (Massively exasperated by my inability to assist her with her botanical needs) I only asked you because I can see that you've JUST BOUGHT FLOWERS.
Wait. Back it up Lady... I didnt buy these, I was bought them. Why would you assume that I had to buy my own flowers? What are you implying? What does this mean?
This troubled me somewhat, but was made a lot worse later at work. Lovely Brett Goldstein is a young, hunky non-canadian comedian who was also on the bill that night. As we were clearing up after the show, Lou the AP pointed to my flowers, which I had stuck in a pint of water.
Lou : Oh no... Brett's forgotten his flowers...
Me: What! THOSE ARE MY FLOWERS! WHY WOULD YOU ASSUME THEY WERE BRETT'S?
Lou: Jesus...
However, its not been all bad press for flowers. There were a lot of flowers at Catherine and Rob's wedding. It was the nicest wedding I have ever been to. Here are their rings.
Thursday 2 September 2010
Thursday 26 August 2010
Project X
We went down to the frankly wicked crypts under St Andrews church in Holburn, where we planned to introduced some very excited James Bond fans to Jeffrey Deaver, who will be writing the next Bond novel.
Having hired some uber-hotties (thanks Dom, Marc and Rich! x) to stand in as guides and guards, our guests arrived at various time slots and were greeted and whisked off to the darkest part of the crypt to meet the man himself. Books were signed, Bond related questioned were asked, and each guest was given a card with a personalised code, and told to keep their eyes and ears open.
We would be in touch again soon.
A couple of Bond fans couldnt make it, so they recieved this box in the post, complete with a personal video message from Deave.
Friday 13 August 2010
INSIDE (I'm very sad indeed)
This finished its Edinburgh run yesterday. I have known for a few months that I wouldn't get a chance to see it, but now that its finished, I think I could cry. Dear Jean, Please tour this.
INSIDE is a compelling new dance by Brazilian choreographer Jean Abreu, with music by post-rock band 65daysofstatatic. This work explores violence, incarceration, solitude and hope.
Inspired by the world of prisons and the individuals confined within their walls, INSIDE touches a nerve that unsettles today’s society: violence and imprisonment. Raising philosophical and moral questions about the treatment of prisoners and the system that is there to rehabilitate them, this fierce new work deals with the relationship between prisoner and prison in a society increasingly obsessed with control.
In this physically demanding performance, Abreu uses the body to interpret the effect of incarceration on the individual to create a movement vocabulary charged with emotional content and raw expression. In this journey, Jean directs a group of outstanding male dancers to navigate their way through the piece, confronting their own thoughts and vulnerabilities to reveal the real person behind the ‘criminal’.
'INSIDE' by Jean Abreu - Teaser from Jean Abreu on Vimeo.
The reviews I've seen for it have been great, also.
INSIDE is a compelling new dance by Brazilian choreographer Jean Abreu, with music by post-rock band 65daysofstatatic. This work explores violence, incarceration, solitude and hope.
Inspired by the world of prisons and the individuals confined within their walls, INSIDE touches a nerve that unsettles today’s society: violence and imprisonment. Raising philosophical and moral questions about the treatment of prisoners and the system that is there to rehabilitate them, this fierce new work deals with the relationship between prisoner and prison in a society increasingly obsessed with control.
In this physically demanding performance, Abreu uses the body to interpret the effect of incarceration on the individual to create a movement vocabulary charged with emotional content and raw expression. In this journey, Jean directs a group of outstanding male dancers to navigate their way through the piece, confronting their own thoughts and vulnerabilities to reveal the real person behind the ‘criminal’.
'INSIDE' by Jean Abreu - Teaser from Jean Abreu on Vimeo.
The reviews I've seen for it have been great, also.
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