In the clouds today!
Saturday indoors babysitting // it’s very much winter, the air is thicker, more dense, it’s harder to leave a resting spot. The clouds have sunken, everything is like a dimmer switch set to low.
Slow TV in Iso / Too lazy to shower or make breakfast
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Emma and I, May 2017
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my!!! love!!!!
Two years ago!
Two days, icey wind / Drive until the petrol runs out
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You, Me and the Gmail Robot
In Collaboration with Emma Berry
2018
Using the google mail app (a tool that is commonly associated with the corporate world) the content shared between the pair becomes legitimised. Through appropriating the formalities of the Gmail application; in this case the automatic reply algorithm/feature, this other entity becomes entangled within the conversation we share and a mediator for our collaborative engagement.
The algorithm interprets the emails and suggests a reply; “Cool, thanks!”, it one day says, and “I miss you” the next. Giving a sense that we are being quietly and politely observed by this algorithmic outsider, as it attempts to intercept the conversation, this intrusion validates the method of our collaborative practice; holding our conversations accountable to this third-party. Thus becoming a collective work between Liv, Emma and the Gmail Robot.
Some art I’ve made in the past three years xx
The last time I posted anything here was the 21st Of May 2017,
I wonder if anyone I know is still here, anyway maybe I’m back who knows...
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Things •14 year old me, wooden tables, hot chocolate, cold feet + smell of trees •15 year old me, wet stone, art shops, grey buildings/grey sky + smell of coffee •16 year old me, bottles of red wine, stacked vinyls, being excited about receiving texts from boys + the smell of tobacco
vins-ordinaires
17 year old me, falling in love, sex, feeling alone, being excited about receiving film back, gin, warm baths + smell of lavender oil
18 year old me, Vodka + Soda, Marlboro Golds, perpetual love, bitter, making and discussing + smell of food cooking, sweat and saliva
19 year old me, smell of spinach dumplings + fries loaded with vegan cheese and gravy, Aldi Pinot Noir drunk outside with my parents, making + changing + art, comfort and falling further in love with a boy I met at 16.
20 year old me, compelled looking at markings on the sidewalk, new friends, discovering how to write, second hand designer clothing, fake meat, lentil bolognese cooking on the stove.
21 year old me, a chosen family, drinking till late and talking about what we believe in, getting high like were teenagers, self doubt, making the best art together, the smell of fruit toast, ketamine and never a spare weekend.
22 year old me, stronger bonds, more friends then lost friends, living with a boy I fell in love with at 16, falling asleep after waking up early, tequila and solo, splitting pouches of tobacco, warm cheeks, sun in the living room, filter coffee and baharat in everything.
Two sleepy girls full of free bubbles!
Sunny Bahn Mi 🌞
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