By page 6 I had ‘taken the plunge’; I had ‘dived in’ . The swimsuits began to take on the form of an abstract ‘language’ or a game of ‘OXO’ or Noughts and Crosses. I have a feeling ‘crosses’ will become a regular feature in this work. Either that, or the book will become a cross I have to bear.
There is something comforting about old packaging; the designs, the colours: the pure simplicity of the message. No subliminal brain washing here, just straight to the point.
Why should I think of ‘Oxo’? what is influencing me here? Well the influence isn’t far away, it’s only in the kitchen and I see it every day.
I have loads of old advertising stuff, I love the feel of the cold enamel, even the rust can tell a tale of all the seasons it’s seen. Quite a few years ago, I was lucky enough to be able to visit the Robert Opie Museum in Gloucester – a veritable treasure trove of bygone packaging. This museum has now moved to Notting Hill London. A shame, because the location, Gloucester Docks also featured in another favourite of mine, the late TV programme ‘The Onedin Line’. That visit was a double whammy.But I digress as usual.Taking the plunge: diving in at the deep end. The crumpled brown paper is mirrored literally with the text ‘Black swimsuit’ and ‘dry and brown’: a bit like your skin when you’ve been in the bath too long (though in my case: pink and wrinkled). You get the idea though? parched: dry versus wet.
Throwing an artist into the mix: David Hockney sprang to mind. He made a series of pool paintings, with paper pulp and printed as monotypes.
By putting the two pages together (5 and 6) the message is clear: It’s Everlasting Life or nothing. Taking the plunge and trusting the ‘guardians’ seems to imply an act of faith. The book is beginning to reveal what’s going on in my subconscious…exciting!