It’s certainly been hectic times since last summer, with many new works created and lots of side-projects initiated. You can always find my latest news on the BarringtonArts Facebook or Twitter platforms, so I recommend you hook up with me there. For this post though, I’d like to invite you to an event of free booze, food and social networking – oh, and my newest works…
YOUR PERSONAL INVITE TO MY NEWEST SOLO EXHIBITION
“FEMALES volume II (with love and in death)” by Phil Barrington
Opening Event; Friday August 28th – 6.00pm to 8.00pm.
You (plus guests) are invited to the private viewing event of my latest series of fine art mixed-media photography – held at the stylish first-floor Hamburg Gallery in the historic Hanse House complex on the South Quay riverside of King’s Lynn.
My newest series is a set of affordably-priced bold mood prints that continue to concentrate on the female form in a variety of different situations, all featured characters expressing a range of emotions within a world of constant turmoil. From a parisian boudoir to the fields of wartime England, from foggy lands of dead trees to a mournful post-Raj India, this new selection of FEMALES ultimately reflects the dark side of our society which continuously attacks the vulnerable and innocent, depicting a wounded world view of murderous revenge, despair and slavery (with a dash of hope and dark humour).
There are rare gifts to give away to three lucky attendees at the event, with complimentary wine, food, music and more throughout the evening to make the experience very special indeed.
“Frances; Perpetual Self-Mastectomy [I]”, 20″x15″. Phil Barrington, 2015. Giclée print.
“M. Dubois placed me upon the Mattress, & spread a cambric handkerchief upon my face. It was transparent, however, & I saw, through it, that the Bedstead was instantly surrounded by the 7 men & my nurse. I refused to be held; but when, Bright through the cambric, I saw the glitter of polished Steel – I closed my Eyes. I would not trust to convulsive fear the sight of the terrible incision. Yet – when the dreadful steel was plunged into the breast – cutting through veins – arteries – flesh – nerves – I needed no injunctions not to restrain my cries. I began a scream that lasted unintermittingly during the whole time of the incision – & I almost marvel that it rings not in my Ears still?” Frances Burney.
“Britannia; Nationalism as a Urine-Soaked Rag”
15″x20″. Phil Barrington, 2014. Giclée print from Colour Transparency with dyes & debris. Edition of 3.
Thank you England, for your hollow totems and pointless turfwars.
Thank you for The Daily Mail – with their falsified loathing of difference and of change.
Thank you for the tweeting bigots and instahate reactionary-drooling toddlers.
And thank you for all the divisions you’ve strived between the destitute and the have-somes, handsome.
Thank you England, for the loss of innocence and your dark momentary replacements.
Thank you for the Big Fail – with our falsified ambitions and food banks – the only banks the poor can shelter within.
Thank you for a Candy Crush-coloured obscuring of pain and desolation; of the fatal old, abused young and desperate middle-aged.
And thank you for the trappings of a “Christian Country”, where humble empiricists are shunned by monstrous zionists.
Thank you England, for the ever-decreasing circles of rationality, fracked open by blonde-haired jellyfish from central city.
Thank you for the bankers on bail – with their terminal grins and loose change thrown to the gutter.
Thank you for breeding the Sweating Alpha Necks, with their flag-waving beaten wives and empty gurns on the shit-cobbled streets of provincia.
And thank you for the reliably-enforced distrust of all authority and resulting inertia of your electorate, ensuring that your populace will never discover a new governing system.
Thank you England. Keep Calm and Die as a Bankrupt Killing. It’s what they were elected to do.
How the devil are you all? Yep, it’s another one of my seasonal e-newsletters for you to peruse at your leisure – this time with a promise of free booze, food and social networking/exhibition event…
PRIVATE VIEWING EVENT INVITE
FRIDAY 29th AUGUST 2014 ~ 6.00pm – 8.00pm
You are invited (plus guests) to the private viewing event of my latest series of fine art mixed-media photography – my first solo gallery exhibition in West Norfolk for five years – this time held at the stylish new Hamburg Gallery in the historic Hanse House complex on the beautiful South Quay riverside of King’s Lynn.
My new ‘FEMALES (in life & with death)’ series of framed prints are bold mood pieces that evoke feelings of sorrow, loss, mortality, madness, loneliness, sensuality – and even joy and surreal dark humour – with its doomed female characters.
There are absurdly rare prizes to give away to three lucky attendees at the event, with complimentary wine, food, music and more throughout the evening to make the experience very special indeed.
8 Hanse House
King’s Lynn PE30 5GN
My exhibition runs from;
Saturday 30th August – 26th September 2014
Manned; 10am – 4pm Tuesday – Sunday
The gallery is unmanned at other times, but with helpful Hanse House staff on-site.
For exhibition-themed competitions, news, event notices, short films & previews visit;
www.facebook.com/BarringtonArts and www.barringtonarts.com
** This exhibition contains nude life studies and adult themes that some people may find disturbing **
It’s been a few years since I’ve shown such a large amount of my work in East Angila and, with us all having ever-shorter memory spans these days, it feels like I’m starting from scratch in this area again – so if you can come along to the Private Viewing and support the event in any way it’d be music to my ears – and the drinks are on me!
“Celestia; Poison Pact (of a Failed Artist And His Muse)” 24″x18″. Phil Barrington, 2014. Polielettronica print from colour transparency with dye. Edition of 3.
“I am unlike a mortal lass
From dreams of longing I have passed
I came upon your lonely cries
Revealed beauty to your eyes
So shun the world that you have known
And spend your nights within my own.
I shall be thy lover…
You shall be known by other men
For your great works of voice and pen
Yet inspiration has a cost
For with me know your soul is lost
I’ll take your passion and your skill
I’ll take your young life quicker still.”
“Celestia; Portrait of a Dead Muse by a Doomed Artist” 24″x18″. Phil Barrington, 2014.
Polielettronica print from colour transparency with dye. Edition of 3.
“I am a creature of the Fey
Prepare to give your soul away
My spell is passion and it is art
My song can bind a human heart
And if you chance to know my face
My hold shall be your last embrace.
I shall be thy lover…
Through the kisses that I give
I draw from you that I will live
And though you think this weakness grand
The touch of death your lover’s hand
Your will to live has come too late
Come to my arms and love this fate” Heather Alexander.
“Octavia; The Rustyard of All Conflicts” 18″x24″. Phil Barrington, 2014.
Polielettronica print with dyes and debris. Edition of 3.
“In the book ‘Soldiers on the Home Front’ I was greatly struck by the fact that in childbirth alone, women commonly suffer more pain, illness and misery than any war hero ever does. And what’s her reward for enduring all that pain? She gets pushed aside when she’s disfigured by birth, her children soon leave, her beauty is gone. Women, who struggle and suffer pain to ensure the continuation of the human race, make much tougher and more courageous soldiers than all those big-mouthed freedom-fighting heroes put together.” Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl.