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Guest studio 2&3: Douglas Morland and Christian Newby (UK)



Visiting artists seek collaborators…

Glasgow-based artists Douglas Morland and Christian Newby are undertaking a residency project in The Hague at DCR Gueststudio during August and are looking for artists, musicians and other creative people based in the city with whom to exchange ideas or collaborate.

As artists who also make music and whose practices draw heavily upon the lexicon of popular culture, its aesthetics, imagery and ephemera, Morland and Newby are interested in navigating The Hague via a kind of psychogeographic investigation of the city. This will take in an exploration of the local networks of underground musicians, visual artists, those involved in ‘DIY’ youth culture, past and present, and the points where these areas come together. In exploring and drawing from The Hague’s subcultural networks, they wish to establish a visitor’s-eye snapshot of their encounters in relation to Glasgow and its similar networks, with a view to continuing dialogue and possible collaboration between the two cities beyond our time spent in The Hague.
Underpinning investigations is the image of the sea, tide or beach as metaphor for the push/pull of the undercurrents of cultural identity (particularly in relation to music, youth culture and place), and their constant erasing and re-writing.
Morland and Newby will be creating a video work which is to be screened at the end of the residency accompanied by a live semi-improvised soundtrack that they will perform alongside the screening.
They are looking for people who wish to share their knowledge, experience and anecdotes of The Hague’s subcultural networks – artists, musicians, writers, DJs, squatters, surfers, underground characters - for an idea exchange, discussion and possible creative collaboration. If interested, please email: papaoommowmow2011@gmail.com

*’Papa Oom Mow Mow’ is the manically repeated vocal phrase in the song ‘Surfin’ Bird’ by American pop group The Trashmen (1963) which comes at a point just when the song seems to collapse in on itself and perfectly occupy a space between language and sound, pattern and chaos.