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john davies
notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK

    Monday, December 05, 2005
    I feel like the shed in Shedboatshed
    So this year's Turner Prize has been won by Shedboatshed, Simon Starling's wooden shack, found in the Swiss town of Schweizerhalle, which he turned into a boat, then paddled seven miles down the Rhine to Basel, where he rebuilt it. He describes his work as "the physical manifestation of a thought process".

    Well, I can relate to that. After day one of a week of church Christmas socials the introvert in me starts to feel the strain, the non-party-animal pushed reluctantly to the forefront at times like this. Each day I shall feel like the shed in Shedboatshed: discovered, dismantled, shaped into something distinctly unlike me, sent out into strange and stormy waters, and, at the end of the day (probably with another glass or two to settle me) gradually reassembled again.