Monday, 1 September 2014


Nicole Page-Smith, 2014

A city from the past frequents this place, a city full of ghosts from some other era. Ghosts trespass your path and ensure you are heard. Leaves rustle on the ground as the spirit trespasses and makes you aware of your pathway. They tell you of the blessing ceremony and as if trapped in another realm, they do not move house and communicate to the blessed. The ghost town has been observed but remains idle to nowhere. On ceremonial sites they need a path of egress, the bird goes in a circle to be blessed, a message from God in the church house. Others tell you where the dead leave from on their voyage out the harbour, their skulls are buried in the most sacred place to their God so, the spirits know where to take leave from, they guide the path and the ancient ceremonial grounds were a place of ancient worship. Sacred ceremony took place there and your raft was ascended to infinity, most dead were buried at sea. Sacred people have a secret for the hearts of mankind to ascend your spirit through Heaven. Ghosts become trapped and do not want to depart earth. Some proclaim, the soul died too quickly for the spirit to notice God's bodily death, so they do not notice they are dead. Some of the dead prefer the cemetery to commemorate their names and others have a secret for God to observe and is the opposite of the row of names your families observe. God tells you where you should lay.


Wednesday, 6 August 2014

Dark night

Nicole Page-Smith, 2014

Nicole Page-Smith's sculpture takes as its archetype the body-in all its organic variety-and then proceeds to body forth the world. Hers is an articulation of mammal limbs and insect wings, of spider's silk and birds' nests, crenellations of bone and petals of ears. Her serried groups-the sets and sub-sets-issue from her head like thought bubbles that have been trapped and given expression as solid matter in her hands.

They represent a life-journey: this is a sculptor groping her way forward via her surrogates, which are themselves about the sensations of growth, budding and transformation. They aim to suggest that consciousness itself is an organic, flowing and altering force.

Nicole Page-Smith's work is steeped in sculptural tradition as in a precious elixir, one which makes her work sparkle and reverberate to echoes of art history at every twist and turn.

By David Eggleton