About artspid3r


Experimental Showreel


This experimental piece combines abstract footage with poetic reflections on memory and story. Based on the theme ‘There is Always Another Once Upon A Time’.

Abstract organic footage is developed through painting onto cinefilm which is then projected and distorted through bending mirrors and digitally filmed. Editing through Modul8 VJ software and Adobe After Effects.

The work conjures up ‘Rorschach’ like images where the viewer may interpret either the image or the text or let each influence the other. Text is used in various ways and towards the end just the images remain. There is no sound.

Adaptations can be made to the footage – taking out the text overlay – slowing speed etc

The text is taken from the script which can be viewed on my page Projection Mapping @ Dronfield Hall Barn  https://johnsutcliffeart.wordpress.com/projection-mapping/

The final discourse was written in collaboration with Nathalie Allen a student in my GCSE art class.

Hanging Boots Workshops

So I mentioned in the thickness of shadows ,

a line – just a comment from a drawing ..

“hanging boots all laid aside…”

There’s a point where we think we have come to an end. Then we need a new beginning. I think recognising this is part of the process. So I’m running some workshops again at Dronfield Hall Barn – April to June.

Set Your Chattters to Hum

SYC2H” – The Amazing Arts Based Masters Final Show at Birmingham School of Art.

5th – 12th September 2014. Birmingham School of Art, Margaret St,  Birmingham B3 3BX

A collection of the magical, the beautiful, and the how it could be.

This is like no other.


The Thickness of Shadows


This gallery contains 6 photos.

‘The thickness of shadows’ is the title of a group of pieces  I exhibited, and an artist’s talk  I presented at the International Conference “Twice Upon A Time: Magic , Alchemy and the Transubstantiation of the Senses.” at Birmingham Institute of Art … Continue reading

Black Sun (Quand tous semble change)

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When everything seems changed

Hills are white,  earth is blue 

Crimson trees interlace the green sky

Their twisted limbs straining

For some incarnation of release.

The black sun

Absorbs all tenderness

Tides flow without gravity

And my mind finds only shadows

In the dance of light

And maybe music

Gives cadence to the fall of leaves

Mingled with tears

Machine and Viscosity


Machine and Viscosities

The medium traverses the machine. It skitters and jumps appearing to flow at the limit of our senses and we become aware that this is something with which we are familiar. It is truth and falsity presented in a groundless fashion. The sound and flicker should be bringing forth hazy images of our childhood. Yet there is nothing here – only the sensation of colour streams and viscosities. Slice – image – slice – image. Machine and material fight for supremacy. The machine always wins. Techne.

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Dripping and sliding

Intensities forming on the screen of our brain

Drawing paths and lattices on its fractal grounds

Cartographic snapshots of some unknown landscape



Shape Shifting

I suck pleasure form the surface,

Then from some region deep within another layer rises,

Almost touching the sexual,

I snag and pull,

tear and rip,

Twisting tensions.

Cutting and slicing threads and loosening tissues.

And in this space

I hear the pains and ecstasies

Of the forming and reforming of these

Ephemeral Organisms