Rust Bucket - It's the Pits!
The Tate Modern is known for its Art ‘Installations’ by Tracey Emin and Damien Hurst, and you may already be familiar with the controversial exhibits ‘unmade bed’ and ‘Formaldehyde Sheep’. It seems that they may now have some competition in Ely...
The as yet previously unknown artist working under the Pseudonym 'Mr. T' has stormed to fame (or is that infamy?) with his latest art installation at Roswell Pits. Entitled ‘Concrete and Rust’, this larger than life exhibit takes the theme of contorting natural beauty into unspeakable man-made ugliness. – And you have to hand it to him, he does it so well!
Re-named the ‘Bittern-est pill’ by locals, it is hoped that the exhibit is just passing through. One tourist was quoted as saying “the concrete and Rust makes quite an eye-catching feature for Ely residents and tourists, has it been here long?" - I replied that as I understand it, it would be around, (or should I say in that exact position for up to 28 days) after that, the artist is going to move it 10ft further down the pit as this particular installation is only temporary!
Being a luvvy of the arts myself, and having a rather large pond in my garden, I am seriously thinking of asking Mr. T if he can lend me one of his rusting hulks, so I can re-create this vision of beauty in my own garden. I have Snipe, Mallard, Herons and even an occasional Kingfisher frequent my garden pond, and I am truly excited that with my own reproduction of Mr. T’s work, they too can have access to such a ‘work of art’ as their cousins at Roswell.
Just to keep the installation in my garden authentic, I intend to hire a JCB to dig a trench all the way around the pond (although in order to remain faithful to the original project), I will now have to wait until nesting season in spring, to ensure that I can cause maximum damage and disruption. Fortunately, I already own a chainsaw, and this weekend I will be excitedly exploring the rich contrast between ‘light and dark’ and ‘composite textures’ by chopping down the mature trees in the immediate area.
Once I have experimented with the chainsaw, I intend to follow through with ‘bonfires’, a transitional piece, where I set light to the mature broadleaf trees I have just cut down; 'bonfires' will be quickly followed by a period called 'admiration' which will basically consit of me standing around / leaning on a fork, admiring my handy work as the smoke rises from the ashes. When discussing my plan with Melvin 'Bragger' on the South Bank Show, he said; "This is truly interactive art at its best..." "Such an international piece of art in Ely will be historic...". - No - serioulsy he did!
As the icing on the cake, all that will remain is for the wildlife to move away and bada-bing - I will have almost achieved nirvirna. Next stop will be the council planning department to submit plans for a hotel, night club and executive flats. - They will debate my plans for several months, and decide that they are 'indeterminable'; in the intervening period, I will have already finished the temporary developement and will have my paying guests seated in the lounge-bar, supping large G&T's while looking out over the pond in a vain attempt to spot the now absent wildlife. - Not wishing to disapoint my guests, I can always show them pictures of all the wildlife that use to live there before I cleared the site for development. No wildlife, but lots of money, that's what makes the world go round...
As I understand it, on my own land, I can do exactly as I please... Or does that courtesy only extend to persons who can line the coffers of a small number of people against the wishes of the majority?
I WONDER HOW LONG IT WILL TAKE FOR THE COUNCIL TO VISIT ME AND OBJECT TO MY DEVELOPMENTS!
PS. Irony is close to infamy in the dictionary - As the late great Kennith Williams use to say, Infamy! Infamy! they've all got it in for me!
NB. I took a call earlier this week from an old Hollywood pal of mine the other Mr. T or B.A. as he is some times called ('BA' being short for Bad Attitude). He said he was concerned as he had heard of another man calling himself Mr. T, (who also has a bad attitude) and he did not like what he was hearing about a Marina development. Knowing him to be a thoughtful and wise kind of person, I asked him if he had any words of wisdom for us. He simply said, "When I was growing up, my family was so poor that we could not even afford to ‘pay’ attention, but now I am a Hollywood star, I just want to do what is right, so I support your campaign to stop the Marina in Ely. Thank you Mr. T you really are a star!





