MARTYN BLUNDELL
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little fictions
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attraction
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I decided to fall in love with you.
It wasn't a difficult decision to make.
Your obsession with sewing yourself into your clothes meant we'd always have something interesting to talk about.
I'm ok.


growing up

When I was a boy I wanted to be a man
Now that I'm a man, I want to be a boy.

Soon I'll want be a girl. 


you

If it wasn't for you, I'd be with you.


drinking 

Too drunk to draw... too drawn to drink.


sometimes

Sometimes it's enough to see your name in my inbox. It makes me feel warm, excited, happy.
Sometimes it's not enough... mostly it's not enough.


reasons for liking a place

Because it's warm
Because it's far away
Because it’s so beautiful 
Because you can hide there
Because her dress brushed your legs

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Natalie's dresses

You gave me the list you wrote of all the dresses you had. I was amazed. You had a name for all of them.
I still keep safe number 34, Martyn's dress.


watching

Watching a film is a real experience of a fiction.
Watching the news is a fictional experience of reality, maybe.


quietly

Having become a quieter version of the person you used to be, you decide not to speak except to ask for more time to consider the response to what you shouted at Natalie. 

Get dressed quietly and come home.


location

when I'm there, I wish I was here
and when I'm here I want to be there


escape 2

escape from the one of you, you know needs sadness, to be the one that does not
the memory of the colour yellow is there anyway

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lies about objects
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cameras are soft
​mountains are brown

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sequences

We expect a structure from a sequence and if there is no apparent structure then we put one in place.
We expect a function from a sequence and if there is no apparent function then we put one in place.
We expect a narrative from a sequence and if there is no apparent narrative then we put one in place.

Seeing is changing, nothing is real.

Meaning occurs.


drawing

drawing makes you live longer
drawing makes you more beautiful


a Spanish dining room

jasmine and chandeliers
occasional sunlight
your eyes


individuality

there is only one Natalie


cake

beer is my cake


drink

Too drunk to draw... too drawn to drink


fatigue

I'm tired of things, beautiful things


memory

I remember the time when in order to see you, I didn't have to close my eyes


escape

now that I've found you, let's get lost


art theory

theories can only be about others' work or one's own in retrospect, or wishful thinking (Elizabeth Bishop)


hunting

there are new things to say and think and do. find them


ordinary things

ordinary things are amazing


familiarity

we are familiar with the things we forget


things we are

lost
awake
small


documentation

authentic fiction


cheap

I bought the dress because it was cheap.
I've never worn the dress because it was cheap (Zuli Stannard)


travel

more things happen when you move around and if you live a long time
at home I feel like a tourist


beauty

beautiful is boring


worst thing

I can't think of anything worse after a night of drinking than waking up next to someone and not being able to remember their name, or how you met, or why they are dead


familiarity

we are familiar with the things we forget


intimacy

you can tell a stranger anything


self expression

sometimes when you have something really important to say, it's better to keep your mouth shut


truth

truth is a beautiful lie


speed

most people do most things too fast


three types of student

the ones that work with their coats on
the ones that work with their coats off
the ones that work with their shoes off


writing

writing is drawing, drawing isn't writing


a beautiful lie

i love you


seeing

seeing is forgetting the name of the thing one sees (Paul Valéry)


health

Darwin said nothing about the survival of the fattest


perfect word

everythingaboutnatalie


camera

the camera makes everyone a tourist in the other people’s reality, and eventually one’s own (Susan Sontag)


stories

stories only happen to those who can tell them (Paul Auster)


quiet things

the sound of your eyes closing


3 girls

the one you want
the one who wants you
the one who's interesting


reality

reality is what we choose to experience... sometimes


Charlotte

sometimes 
sometimes Charlie
sometimes Charley
sometimes Lottie


astonishing things

Santa Maria del Mar, Barcelona
little birds that can pronounce the word 'love'
Portrait of Bia The illegitimte daughter of Cosimo I de' Medici by Agnolo Bronzini.
Charlotte sometimes


my love

my love for you is not like friendship


La Vaporetta

'La Vaporetta' is remarkable in the context of the contemporary analysis of post-modern reflection on17th century values.

It was made by Cosimo Lippi and was commissioned as gift to the city of Venice by Paulo Maldini of Bologne, for the supply of drinking water at the time of the infamous drought in the summer of 1671. 

It is evident that the form and Machiavellian structure suggest an autonomy of relationships or juxtapositions between aspects of two specific and heavily mediated dichotomies. The relocation of narrative in the context of a new and radical discourse of commodification, or of course a reaction against it, is both obvious and shocking. 

When Baudrillard said, "Welcome to the desert of the real," he wasn't joking.

Laurenet L'Ager, 'The Art of Venice: A New Perspective and Critical Analysis'. Oxford Press (2002)


Spain

the memory of the colour yellow


juxtaposition

juxtaposition
juxtaposition
juxtaposition

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strategies

displace and relocate the narrative
present narrative and non-narrative together in the same place
explore the shifting in and out of authorship
explore the shifting in and out of intimacy
sabotage the logic of the list
drink some beer


faith
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I doubt it


relocation

As the renaissance mist cleared above the train station, the relocation of narrative became apparent


escape

Fly away Peter
Fly away Paul
I can't move my legs
I'm late


hope

Waiting for something to happen
Expecting a new sensation


yellow girl

Xanthie Citron


indecision

indecision is my enemy


Natalie

A tale, a lie, naturally


Russia

My cold heart


predictive text

eat fat
lips kiss


relationships

Our relationships with cities are like our relationships with people; both are discovered physically,
emotionally and psychologically. We explore each with our senses, our minds and with our hearts. 
We try to understand the physical structure and the emotional territory that unfolds in our wanderings.

We are tourists.

We touch, taste, see, smell and listen. We navigate. We know. We get lost, we find ourselves at home.
History and circumstance colour our understanding, and we construct meaning and value from
what we experience. Only the city has a guidebook. Only the city has a map.

Things are complicated.


representation

what does a representation say about absence?


listen

listen to your eyes closing


illusion

the desire for meaning makes us susceptible to illusion


the back of your hand

It's been a long time.
The things i have done since December 2009 i could write on the back of your hand, or over every page of every book you own (depending on the detail)

I moved house
Someone died
The walls shook
I grew my hair out
I stopped eating fish
I got a job and lost it
I travel on the trains that takes me furthest away

I can't stop moving.


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otherness

“To live with the other, with the foreigner, confronts us with the possibility ....of being an other. 
It is not simply a matter - humanistically - of our aptitude for accepting the other, but of being 
in his or her place, which amounts to thinking of oneself and making oneself other than oneself.”  

Julia Kristeva Estrangers A Nous-Memes (1998).


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  • bio
  • Drawing
    • Figurative Graphit drawings >
      • figurative drawings 1
      • figurative drawings 2
      • figurative drawings 3
      • figurative drawings 4
    • Malaga sketchbook ladder drawings
    • Monochrome pattern drawings
    • ladder drawings >
      • ladder drawings
    • pattern drawings >
      • grid pattern drawings
  • video
    • Be My Body
    • Every Love
    • Our Love Will Belong To Others
    • A Time And A Place
    • 558 likes
    • convalescent fade
    • as if
    • two
    • the octopus catcher
  • lists
  • photography
    • Pixilated Instagram
    • fictitious film stills
    • spacial weaves
    • New York Freeway
    • Leaving Berlin
  • fiction
    • stories
    • little fictions
  • Blog
  • drawing trips
  • contact
  • shop
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