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things fall apart/ the centre cannot hold (on-going research project) 



The first iteration of work in this series was exhibited at Sett Studios (April 2024) in the exhibition ‘The Dead Sun Throws Up Dust. Georgia has since recieved funding from Creative Scotland’s open fund for individuals to continue to projects development (November 2024- May 2025). 

3 chanel audio installation, speakers embeded into suspended sculptures. Accompanying riso print publication. 

The Dead Sun Throws Up Dust - Georgia Holman, Frieda Ford, Maria Wrang-Rasmussen, Lauren Green. Sett Studios, April 2024. 

Presenting a series of audio transmissions, Georgia Holman, will present the work ‘As the spirits burrow into my veins’. The work is a multi channel audio work, of layered texts presented as whispers dispersed around the gallery space. With sensorial descriptions of flickering lights, oblivions, luminosity, and pressures from within, the text creates a web of alternating currents built from echoes and refrains of personal rituals of escapism. Slipping somewhere between a guided meditation, a prayer and a cry, the work centres around stories of the visualisation of phosphenes leaving your eyes and evoking spirit like figures occupying a ‘thin place’.  The work speaks to an existence of undirected faith, and an attempted reconciliation with a world populated by grief, love & loss. Entering a slipping point between dimensional realms, in a thin place, one is able to walk in two worlds. Exploring a dual state of pain and pleasure the texts invite the listener to slip outside of their body in order to commune with ‘the figures’ - obscured light sources that form personifications of the emotions of shame, desire, rage and hope. The work presents considerations of the small ways in which we can move towards a collective liberation, by unlocking facets of our own feeling, which are routinely obscured by the complexities of our daily lives, but made visible by attempted escapism into a trance-state.

Once the eye has become adapted to the darkness, and particularly if you can relax, the visual field lights up: wispy clouds and moving specks of light appear, generally in pastel shades of blue, green, orange and yellow. If you press your eyes further, figures are evoked.

Whispered through a multi-channel audio work, these audio transmissions invite you to slip between realities on a collective sensorial-trip that is both shimmering and hopeful, yet nauseous to the core.