Margaret Sharrow - current exhibitions

'Footfall' video to accompany Susan Philipsz's 'Lowlands Away'

View on your mobile phone, with or without the memory of her Turner Prize-winning exhibition at Tate Britain

'Soul group' screening and photographic prints for sale

Winter show, St Dogmaels Gallery, near Cardigan, Pembrokeshire, Wales

30 October until February 2011

Intervention at the Albert Dock, Liverpool

Friday 26 November

'Soul group'

Video screening at FACT, Liverpool (cafe)
Friday 26 November, 5-9 pm

'Exploring contemporary art'
Talk and discussion, Wednesday 3 November, Lampeter Women's Workshop.


















EMERGENCY WORDS

Performance, 9 September, Lampeter; 1 October, greenroom, Manchester; Liverpool Biennial, November date TBC.

What words would you want to have with you in an emergency, to comfort you, to save you? Audience volunteers write their chosen words on cards which are then attached to a life ring. A brief ceremony and an anonymous reading aloud of the words accompanies the displaying of the life ring.

Shrouded artist

Performance art, 10 June, Lampeter.

Mechanical things, electronic things - if they were to sleep, to dream, to die, what would they want to return as?

Shrouded car (bird)

Currently being photographed at random locations around Wales and further afield.

The car that dreamed of being a bird, and flying to many places.

Margaret Sharrow: Albert Dock intervention, Liverpool

EMERGENCY WORDS intervention, Albert Dock, Liverpool, 26 November 2010. Image copyright Margaret Sharrow, 2010

What happens when an object that is apparently perfectly in context (a life ring at a harbour) is taken out of context (walked around the harbour as if it was an oversized handbag)?

Not a performance as such, but an intervention. Walking by the National Maritime Museum. No public interaction requested, though plenty of people noticed, commented, wondered. Assumptions of purloining. A stunt? Official business? Improbably dressed harbour staff? A souvenir of Liverpool? Crime in progress? When standing still checking camera batteries, I was even mistaken for a museum wax model. Upon moving, startled teenagers concluded that perhaps I was a costumed museum interpreter/performer. 

As I explained to the apologetic and very polite dock security man, the life ring was provided by me on loan from the Harbourmaster at Aberaeron, i.e. NOT NICKED from the docks!