William eat your heart out.

Not in Memphis, 1969-71.

www.daveimms.com

It exists.

With thanks to Jack/Otis and his mate Paul who I have never met. Nice one.

Meat

Lamb

Chicken

Slush Puppy and Cat….FIGHT!!!

Dog

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Cat

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Sirens

‘Sirens’ is a series that discusses the nature of colour in space and how the former can influence our perception of the latter. Red became the colour I started focusing on due to its power on behaviour as a stimulus for response and its connotations with danger and alarm.

I shot the work the way I have, with barren landscapes, to further enhance this sinister impression.
The spaces are those most of us have experienced and can relate to. Specific public spaces were chosen for their nature of being heavily populated; the tube station during rush hour, the hospital, a 24-hour supermarket. They are all congested spaces and with this shift of colour the viewer is urged to think of something more menacing.  A space which was previously recognisable has now adopted a new aesthetic. By subverting what we usually expect a space to look like creates a series of uncanny, isolated environments that have moved from interior landscape photographs to something that could be a documentation of an undefined, unknown event. What event it may be is left to the decision of the audience.

The work teases out paranoia about the fragile social fabric we live in. Whether it is in regards to the recent swine flu pandemic to the terror fears of recent times or possibly more apocalyptic, the viewer will be asked, what has happened here?
The use of the colour red questions our perception of space and due to its stark connotations and the landscapes vacancy ideas of isolation, evacuation and emergency are evoked.

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Out of Range Exhibition 12-23/06/09

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Snow Days

Wendy’s Wardrobe

Tyred of the Cold

Sick of the Cold

Cars

Vawn

If I call this image “Anal Sex” I am told I might get more hits on Google

Building/Snow/Footprints/Manhole Covers/Iron Girders

Footprints

Staples

Car seats with some snow on them with a bag of rubbish leaning up against them……….

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Product Design

Some photographs of a few projects for a friends portfolio.

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Chair

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Herb Garden

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Laptop Cases/Bags

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Solar Blue on Wild Red Yonder

Titled

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My Crippling Anxiety

I have created these sculptures of anxiety for some time now. I don’t know

why I do it. It’s a subconscious act fueled by  paranoia. I don’t know why

I underpin myself with worry, I have done for as long as I care to remember.

Maybe it’s because I smoked too much cannabis as I was growing up or a few too

many unhappy experiences at school. I’m not blaming anybody for the way

I am now, it just interests and aggravates me how I think too much, over

think even, and as such it just becomes a vicious cycle.

Sometimes when one solution is mixed with another solution, it just gets a bit

fucked up, it doesn’t need to be explained. That is how I would like to think about

some things but I can’t. I envy people who are able to not think about everything

at once, and I try and adopt their approach but I can’t. This work is for many 

people. If you think this is for you, then it probably is.