c. Michael St.Mark 2011
From the “Postcard from Planet Siluria” genre.
Just out of sight, a washing-up liquid bottle labelled ‘Queasy’.
( click to expand the sensation, max recommended viewing time c. 15 seconds )
As a child between the ages of about 9 to 14, Auntie M. would make a habit of visiting us each and every Sunday after lunch.
She’d be slunk low into the big soft lounge bay window armchair, endlessly holding forth ’til father made his excuse to leave ( typically “going to see a man about a (pub) dog” ). Mother would then reluctantly assume the role of a listening post for hours on end for a rambling monologue on all the local tittle-tattle and life’s injustices ( towards her naturally ).. of the previous week.
Auntie would usually get through five or six cups of tea from the same Cartland-pink floral bone china cup that mother kept ensconced away for these “special occasions”.
Rainy day Sundays were the worst – trapped indoors and with the afternoon wearing on excruciatingly slowly a distinct sense of queasiness would creep up on me, eventually inducing an intense irritability and deep desire to see the back of ‘auntie chatterbox’ – til the next weekend.
The sensation experienced by this found / arranged objects kitchen image recapturing surprisingly well this Sundays-with-auntie childhood experience.
Maybe it rocks your sea sick boat too?
Possibly a first in art history; this London Dada Work, Auntie Gravity (2011 ) reoriented to portrait viewing mode to create a new and more impactful Work, titled Aunty Gravity ( 2018 )
* This Work ( Auntie Gravity ) is featured and its purport elaborated and explained on the official
London Dada website here