The Wall Drip Paintings were part of our Gallery Takeover at Flipside. They were inspired by smaller paintings created by YAK artist and Young Care Leaver Charlotte Winters. The paintings respond to Firstsite’s striking curved walls, while turning the micro into the macro.
This was one of my main pieces in the gallery space. It started out from a piece in my sketch book (I don’t normally share pieces in my sketchbook however I did at the end of one YAK session.) I had dripped paint down the page and put one of my best friends favourite quotes on it, the drips had a very personal hidden message to me. [Words by Charlotte Winters]
This experience improved my confidence in my work and gave me an opportunity that I had never even dreamed of, with amazing support. It has made me more open about sharing my feelings through my work, sharing my feelings in any method is quite challenging for me.
I think People found a link with the paint drips partly because of their simplicity and effect, I was also asked to do more so they could be used in another project.
The meaning of the work to me was originally about everything mixing and going downhill, into one dark horrible mess with no control. This was where the big project came in. there was a massive white wall in the gallery, and one of the main quotes of the festival was put on it in vinyl letters; “turn the gallery inside out.” To tie in with the macro micro theme, like with the massive drawing pins, I got to put paint down the wall! Another theme of the festival was opposites, and the fact that they were in the bright colours of the festival compared to the original feelings was literally turning switching the original perspective of the original design. The colours also weren’t mixing to make a horrible mess at the bottom of the page, they stayed pure and bright.
Anyway, on Thursday 13th October we started trialling how best to put the paint down the wall on a smaller roll of paper, it was surreal to be telling people professionally how to tip paint down the wall in an art gallery. First of all we trialled a jug with paint at the original concentration. Then we trialled it watered down from a jug, then watered down with the sponge. This was the best effect in my opinion, and other people agreed. We finally tried it over some letters made from masking tape and allowed it to dry. It left the letters fairly clearly. Now it was just waiting for the vinyls to go up on the wall.
It was about 7:30pm on the night before the opening. The vinyl stickers had been finally put up, and the scaffolding was erected. it was time for paint dripping. We got a massive stick of wood… actually even too big to start with. It had to be chopped down and handed to the guy on the scaffolding. A large sponge was then tied to the end. We watered down the first colour, purple, and got the sponge immersed fully in it. The piece of wood was then raised and jabbed firmly into the wall. At this point we realised that it wasn’t going to cover it. We went back to the jug plan. We got the longest painting tool, then filled the jug with another lot of watered down purple paint, attached it to the end of the tool with cable ties, then carefully lifted on the scaffolding. I think everyone was holding there breath. It was put in the right position on the wall, and then was tipped. The beauty of the paint pouring down that clinical white wall. It dripped onto the already placed floor protection. I told them the order of the paint and helped mix it. It then went through the same routine of cable ties then emptying the jug down the wall. Seeing the paint splashes on the wall was so so so satisfying. The scaffolding was moved when needed until the end of the words that needed covering was covered. It was 10:10pm. And it looked perfect. I then went home for the 6:30am wake up call for college.
Then the next day the pain dried whilst I was at college, the vinyl were peeled off. It looked immense, and when the show was opened, people loved it.
This experience improved my confidence in my work and gave me an opportunity that I had never even dreamed of, with amazing support. It has made me more open about sharing my feelings through my work, sharing my feelings in any method is quite challenging for me. The only slight regret is the fact that I wasn’t able to be the one pouring the paint down the wall.