Yesterday was spent in deepest, darkest south-east London for a rather special event.
The Fall Into Place exhbition was a bit of a treat, set up in the organiser's own home on a quiet residential street in Peckham. Beforehand, I was wondering whether I had the energy to wander down there. Then I noticed that the e-flyer claimed "Entrance is through the ground floor window". Well it's better than "Take the A5 slip-road just after Watford Gap Services". Having tracked down the address and journeyed down with my A-Z, I walked up the stated street slightly worried that it was all some kind of hoax and that a bunch of trendy mulleted East London types would jump on me and beat me to death for even thinking myself cool enought to attend their party.
But no. Some fairy lights marked the entrance and indeed, there was the ground floor window. We had to practically hurl ourselves through, landing with a rather undignified thump to find a gracious host welcoming us. "Beer is in the bath. Feel free to wander around. The main performance will begin in about 20 minutes. Just relax and have fun". Well. Okay.
In the bath were lots of small bottles of beer. We took a couple and sat down in the living room. Any type of performance which involves free beer is good. Most impressive was the collection of paintings which adorned the living room, painted by the marvellous Alice White. They were portraits-cold but not impersonal and deeply impressive. She is exhibiting more of her work at the Nolias Gallery from 22 November 2007. Make her the first artslondon hero.
Upstairs, a tiny room was filled with records pinned to the walls and a pre-teenage DJ. Next door, what resembled the form of dismembered limbs was stuck to the wall. Isabelle Tasseff-Elenkoff was the lady responsible and they were rather striking, even if her description on the flyer did say that her work:
"investigates the role of memory as an inherent part of human psyche and its possibilities of translation through the tangible medium of art. The textile shadows act as a template of our presence into the lights. They perform as memory drawings of our past threaded into our future.". Hmm. Someone needs to get over themselves I think. Still, it was interesting stuff and I'd be intrigued to see more.
Elsewhere, the buzz of children's cartoons and scattered audio-visual technology filled another room, increasing the feeling that we were embarking on some kind of magical mystery tour. Live music just added to the fun. It was part party, part installation art, part squat and everything that makes the London arts scene so great. Unusual, original, DIY based but with very little bullshitting. Nice one.
For more details, have a look here: http://pecknam.com/blog/fall-into-place-at-the-manor/