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Collage: Challenging Scale, Space and Environment

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Sophie Victoria Elliott.

Work in progress for the residency at Milkwood Gallery, Roath, Cardiff.

This collage is made up of images and words responding to the journey I am making between Caerphilly and Milkwood Gallery via public transport and my bike. This projects promotes the ecological benefits of using sustainable and public transports.

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Poster: Concluding Night

Sophie Victoria Elliott ‘Poster Design: AIR Milkwood July 2012’ Graphic Design, June 2012.



Linear Dimensions

Sophie Victoria Elliott ‘Untitled: Linear Dimensions’ Collage, June 2012.



Basement Progression

Sophie Victoria Elliott.

Milkwood Residency in progress.

Much to do and it is proving to be a big space to do a collage in! Went all the way to Swansea to get A0 and A1 prints done especially for this. Lots of cutting. Lots of measuring. Lots of sticking.

Starting to take shape but so far to go!



Untitled: Absence

Sophie Victoria Elliott ‘Untitled: Absence Series’ Graphic Collage, Paper Collage, Photography and Photo-manipulation, June 2012.

Looking at repetition of shape to communicate the rhythm experienced on the bike.

The triangular shape is derived from a number of images, sources and ideas collated whilst on the bike.



DIS / location

DIS / location ‘The Form of the River’ Graphic Collage, June 2012.

DIS / location Comprises of:

Philip Cheater

Sophie Victoria Elliott

This collaboration seeks to engage in a dialogue. Sophie is from Wales but currently lives in England and Phil is from England currently living in Wales. With this they both share an understanding of re-location, travel and distance from ‘home’.

This particular piece is in response to Sophie’s current residency for the Cardiff Cycle Festival. Both Phil and Sophie use cycling as a key mode of transport. By combining photographs on their travels, found images of the locations from the past, landscape references to contours, signage found en-route and colours derived from those journeys only they aim to communicate dislocation from their homeland by discovering the nuances of their new homes.



Sophie Victoria Elliott: Sitting.

I’m sat here, with the window open and light turned out. Listening.

I did a lot of listening today.

I did a lot of walking today.

Walked about an hour and a half through Swansea city center, Cardiff city center and then through to Cathays, down Albany road to Milkwood Gallery. I was happy. So I smiled.

I smiled to myself.

To passers by.

I love watching peoples reactions.

Listening.

Laughing to myself.

I love it when someone smiles back.

I’m happiest when I see a person wraught with anger or frustration or unhappiness and they look up to see me smile.

One small smile; it can lift a cloud of darkness.

Try it sometime. Just smile. I have so much to smile about.

But on my way home I walked through Roath Park. Cutting through the rose gardens and winding my way around the lake. The smell from the roses slowed my stride and encased me in a sickly warmth, brought on by the sun sweating my brow. The pungent power of garlic cut through the sweet roses, thrusting my mind to when two friends taught me to eat the leaves in salad as we walked through the woods on the Gower.

But a humming rumbled through my thoughts, dragging me back to the here and now. I walked on. And on. But that rumbling never ceased.

The drone.

I then realised that where I live in Yorkshire I have a luxury.

Surrounded by fields.

Birds.

Trees.

These are my noises. This is the only relentless rumble I hear.

But Roath Park, steeped in beauty, bathed in a rich palette of green, in encompassed by a road. A road well travelled.

The only relief was the multitude of cyclists I came across. Walking offered me a new pace, a pace where I could observe during the hour and half walking the tens of cyclists I saw. I lost count after 30!

So.

Get on your bike and smile.