Friday, 27 January 2012

Oss Oss Wee Oss


I'm just experimenting here - to see if I can embed a linked 'youtube' video.

It's an extract from the recently released BFI DVD 'Here's a Health to the Barley Mow', which is a collection of short documentary films that record 'Britain's Ancient Folk Traditions'.

The collection of films is interesting to me for a couple of reasons; firstly 'Cowslip Sunday' is a revived folk tradition and I've shared the DVD with other people involved in the event - both to help to see our event in a broader historical context and also perhaps to see whether there are any aspects of other events that can act as inspiration for our own, or whether there are some traditions that we can help endure by incorporating some element of them in our event. I'm sure such traditions and rituals have always relied upon the enthusiasm and active participation of people – and are apt to die out without that.

But I’m also interested because the films contained in 'Here's a Health to the Barley Mow' are described as ‘poetic documentaries’ but it seems to me that they almost certainly weren’t conceived of in that way – but time has given them that quality. I’m hoping that the film I’m making about ‘Cowslip Sunday 2012’ (which I will blog about in more detail soon) will help to preserve some aspect of the occasion – and its history - for posterity.

Below is a poster featuring the DVD cover, advertising a public showing of the film. That’s an idea I intend to propose to the organisers of our event – perhaps in the Village Hall, on the evening before ‘Cowslip Sunday’ - so that people in Lambley (and from further afield) can see the event in our village as an important attempt to help preserve 'Britain's Ancient Folk Traditions'.





Here's a Health to the Barley Mow: A Century of Folk Customs and Ancient Rural Games 

From the sexy, savage' Cornish May Day rites of Alan Lomax's Oss Oss Wee Oss (above), to Jeremy Deller and Alan Kane's footage of ferociously fought traditional football; from children's games in London's bombed East End to intricate sword and step dances, this collection of poetic documentaries, long un-seen television reports and rare silent film footage reveals just how powerful and enduring the folk traditions of Great Britain have always been.

Thursday, 26 January 2012

Villagers revive rural folk tradition Cowslip Sunday





I'm currently designing the publicity material for 'Cowslip Sunday 2012' – you should be able to see the 'work-in-progress' version above. For this year's Cowslip Sunday – and as part of my Masters degree – I am creating an art installation along a secluded woodland path, as well as making a film that is intended to both document the day itself and to record the transition from winter to spring on the local landscape. I will blog about both the installation and the film in more detail some other time. Here I want to give a little background to the revival of 'Cowslip Sunday'. 


I've been involved with the revived event since it's current inception. David Longford, another resident of Lambley (the Nottinghamshire village where I live) got in touch with me and expressed an interest in starting an 'arts festival' based locally. His original idea had been to launch an event on or near St George's Day - as a celebration of England and Englishness, but I had remembered reading the following (from the Flora Britannica Book of Spring Flowers - by Richard Mabey):

In Lambley, Nottinghamshire, a dearth of wild specimens has meant that the ceremony of 'Cowslip Sunday' has had to resort to garden-grown flowers: 'Cowslip Sunday' is celebrated in Lambley on the first Sunday in May. Nowadays the occasion is marked by having a basket of cowslips on the altar at the morning service in the Parish Church… Formerly, when cowslips grew more profusely in the wild, parties of people travelled out from nearby Nottingham on Cowslip Sunday to buy bunches of cowslips picked by local children. Some local residents, now in their eighties, remember selling the flowers to day trippers.

It seemed to me that this gave us a more interesting and original basis for a local arts festival - with its specific geographic and cultural links.

I wouldn't have had much idea of how to go about reviving the occasion - or what it might consist of - but a few months later David got back in touch and asked me if I would be willing to design (free of charge - because there was very little budget for the event) the material to promote the occasion… and Cowslip Sunday was reborn!

Here's how the event was reported on the BBC website:

Villagers revive rural folk tradition Cowslip Sunday

The residents of a Nottinghamshire village are reviving a forgotten rural folk tradition.

Every year in Victorian times tourists would travel to the village of Lambley to buy cowslips, which grew wild and in abundance around the village.The flowers of the plant were then turned into wine. The event was a time for merrymaking. On Sunday, 2 May 2010, the celebrations return with folk tales, live performance and a ceilidh.

Playwright and Lambley resident David Longford has researched Cowslip Sunday, traditionally held on the first Sunday in May, for a play being performed on the day.


"[It] was a joyous community event that was both a celebration of springtime and of Lambley itself. Its height of popularity was in the mid-19th century. At the time Lambley was a centre of the stocking frame cottage industry, hard work for poor pay. The village's children would collect the cowslips from the surrounding fields and sell them to be made into wine."

"I read a report in the Nottinghamshire Guardian of 1863 of coachloads coming from Nottingham into Lambley. People would buy the cowslips and then stay and make merry. [For the villagers] it was a great way of making a bit more money and also a relief from the hard work," said Mr Longford.

The festivities begin with a procession through the village. This will be followed by a free open-air rustic play, performed by local actors and musicians, telling a little about the history of Lambley and a celebration of the cowslip. The night will end with a ceilidh in the village hall.


Tuesday, 24 January 2012

"So get a new way of looking at it."

He calculates how long he has been back in the UK by the fact that he has "observed seven springs. I've watched them extremely carefully and have tried to capture as much of it as I could. One year we missed the hawthorn flower because we were away for a week in May. Another time we were supposed to go to LA in June and the hawthorn hadn't arrived before we left. So this year I refused to leave Bridlington even for a day."
"I first realised I was missing the seasons when walking through Holland Park every morning while sitting for Lucian Freud. It's a great subject for artists, but how do you record it? It is too slow for movies, but too fast for a single picture, so it takes quite a few pictures to show the changes. But that's true of most things. And it's been a remarkable discovery. I wouldn't have thought this was a subject even three years ago. But when I found it I realised straightaway it was something that could be developed."
"To get something fresh you have to go back to nature. When they say the landscape genre has been done, that is impossible. You can't be tired of nature. It is just our way of looking at it that we are tired of. So get a new way of looking at it."
Excerpts from an interview by Nicholas Wroe: David Hockney: a life in art

Monday, 16 January 2012

Ripples of light

Thought I'd quickly post this while I've got a minute. It has been a 'picture postcard' couple of winter days; frost glistening everywhere.

I have been out shooting some more test footage. Around the village there are a number of fields that retain a 'ridge and furrow' pattern and these create a really nice ripple of light as sunlight rises or falls across them. On Saturday afternoon I decided to try to film one of these ripples. The idea was to leave the camera filming for an hour or so - and then in the film condense this down to a few seconds. It's not the most original idea in the world but I think I can use it once or twice - to suggest the passing of time.

So I left the camera running and then wandered off - but I didn't want to wander too far because it's a reasonably expensive piece of kit and I could do without losing it. I kept peeking back from across the fields - to check it was still there. It was, but unfortunately when I returned the camera had decided to turn itself off - after 12 mins (I'm trying to decide whether this was a technical glitch or an editorial decision on behalf of the camera).

Anyway I think the idea is still a goer - but I might need to stay in attendance next time. Below is a still from Saturday (you should just be able to make out the ridges and furrows along the middle of the photograph) - plus two older pics showing the pattern elsewhere in the village.





Thursday, 12 January 2012

Dead wood

I'm really bogged down with work at the moment so this project has had to go on the back burner - at least until the end of next week. By then I hope to be able to post links to any uploaded video footage that I feel is worth sharing - and then do that from time to time as the film progresses.

In the meantime here a few more stills of places around the village that I want to include in the film, photographed this afternoon. There is this ongoing concern about how to make static landscapes (and static objects within the landscape) work in a film. I think it needs to be done with careful cutting and editing - and not overdone either.





Thursday, 5 January 2012

Location, location, location

Not enough time to shoot any footage today - plus the light is not quite right. I want the chronology of the filming to be broadly accurate, though if I do end up getting some footage in February that I think works better for the early Winter part of the film I'll happily use it.

Anyway instead today I've been taking a few stills of places I want to film - and trying to think how to make the locations work as film rather than just as photographs. I think the photos will enlarge if you click on them.








Wednesday, 4 January 2012

New Year

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Filmed dawn on New Years Day. Symbolically this was important for me - to give me a fixed starting point for filming. However, I envisage this footage to be used about 10 minutes into the film - after some initial footage of Cowslip Sunday and it's festivities. The idea being that the film will then cut back to deep Winter - allowing me to document the passing of time and the change in the landscape in and around Lambley between January and May (Winter and Spring) leading up to Cowslip Sunday on May 6th, when the film will end with the early part of that day

At the same time I want to start filming rehearsals and preparations for the Cowslip Sunday Spring pantomime (as well as the creation of my own 'Poetry Seen' installation along a secluded woodland path) to suggest that these preparations for Spring are both parts of the same process.

I want then to use an audio soundtrack of some of the social history of Cowslip Sunday - for example to explore it's origin as a spontaneous folk festival and any social/political aspect of this.

The quality of the light was going to be important for these early 'landscape' shots - where seemingly very little is happening (although the plan is to then use close-up 'detail' shots - to show life enduring through Winter). It turned out to be a very dull and overcast morning and this dictated that this early footage should be almost monochrome - with colour gradually being introduced into the film over time (reflecting the process that occurs in the landscape itself). 

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Shot more footage early afternoon but discovered much of it was out of focus. The limitations of my technical know-how mean that I need to set the focus of the camera in landscape photographing mode before switching to film mode and then shooting footage. I've found focussing using the view window a little unreliable but achieve better results using the lens.

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I've had in my mind a loose structure of how the film might work. This evening I've finally started to outline the film structure more precisely - see 'Structure outline'.

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Read a review of 'A Bigger Message: Conversations with David Hockney - by Martin Gayford'. [Guardian Review 31/12/11 - Margaret Drabble]

'Trees are "like human figures in the landscape, vegetable giants, some elegant, some heroic, some sinister … but they are also remarkable feats of natural engineering, capable of holding up a tonne of leaves in summer against the forces of gravity and wind" [David Hockney]. This observation draws Hockney on to speak of the spatial thrill of trees and their capturing of light - a winter tree helps you to sense space, a summer tree is a container of light - and also to the theme of the changing of seasons and the changing light of every day.'

'… the landscape is "huge natural theatre that is being lit by the sun and the weather in an infinity of varying ways". [Martin Gayford]

A landscape described as 'modest, unspectacular, unfrequented…'

Make a note of listening again to Andrew Marr interview with Hockney [BBC Radio 4 iPlayer]

In sharp contrast to yesterday, today is a brilliantly bright winter's day. That kind of light - and its effect on the landscape - is certainly something I want to capture, but for now I'm looking at getting footage that is a little grey and gloomy - to allow me to develop this 'from winter darkness to spring light' motif. It's not a very sophisticated approach but the film will be relatively short (60 minutes maximum) and so I'm looking at ways of creating some kind of visual narrative flow and light seems one way of doing that.

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Thinking about the Hockney work above, trees are obviously an important part of the rural landscape around Lambley - and will inevitably feature in the film. Out this afternoon it occurred to me how tricky it would be to capture them on film with any real depth - because they are of course static and that tends not to film that well (that''s where the light becomes more important - helping to create more visual interest).

Hockney has a few advantages in his own representation of trees: his reputation probably doesn't do him any harm (in terms of persuading people to look closely at the work). His enormous skill as an artist must be a big help. And, from what I understand, the sheer scale of some of the paintings almost demands attention. Lacking all three of these advantages I'll just have to see how I get on. One idea that occurred to me today was to film my own shadow passing across the surface of the trees. If it works at all (which remains to be seen) it would almost certainly be so subtle as to be missed by most people viewing the film. This is a good thing I think - and I quite like the idea of having an almost invisible presence in the film.

By the by, lugging the camera and tripod around isn't exactly a walk in the park. Well, it sort of is - but it can be a bit cumbersome, especially with 2 hyperactive and attention seeking dogs in tow. I saw someone out this afternoon with a piece of kit designed for the job: a kind of backpack in which the tripod hung loose behind him, with the camera primed on top of it. He must be able to be ready to start photographing in a matter of seconds - which would be useful.

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The weather has turned again - this morning sees a good old fashioned winter storm; almost gale force winds and rain lashing down. It's really important to me that the film captures these elemental forces but filming the wind isn't the easiest thing to do. Even at its fiercest it's a mainly a physical force rather than a visual one. Filming clouds scudding across the sky is one option (though the sky is a bit flat for that today). It's a little easier to see later in the year - particularly when the wind whips ripples across the surface of a filed of long grass, making the grass look like waves on the surface of water. The rain itself also presents practical challenges to film. I have discovered an antiquated piece of farming equipment hidden away in a hedgerow and my plan is to film the rain falling onto that. I'm hoping that the rivulets of rainwater running down the rusting surface of the plough might look interesting.

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Lambley was once well known in this part of Nottinghamshire because of its wild flowers, and to this day its symbol remains the cowslip. The first Sunday of May was traditionally known as Cowslip Sunday, when crowds would come to the dumbles around Lambley to gather cowslips for wine making. (Incidentally, did you know that many wild and garden flowers - including dandelion, elderflower, marigold, wallflower and rose petals - are still used in country wine making?) Over the years, the Cowslip Sunday gathering grew to become a huge annual event, often attracting thousands of people from the working-class areas of Nottingham. Stalls of food and drink were set up in the main street, and the festivities lasted all day.

Sadly, and rather inevitably, the cowslips themselves didn't last too long, for although the roots may not be disturbed the actual picking of the flowers prevents seeds ripening and scattering, and so the colony does not renew itself. Although they are now protected by law - it is illegal to pick them - the tubular yellow flowers of the cowslip are becoming scarcer still, since the demise of Cowslip Sunday in the mid-1900s was also a result of the increased ploughing of the old pasture where they used to thrive.

Hope springs eternal, as they say, and to the north of Lambley Dumble, just beyond the playing field, is an example of how the countryside can be changed for the better. With the help of the Woodland Trust, Bonney Doles was planted in a day by local people in December 1998. Apart from the new woods, a large area of traditional meadow has been retained, and it is hoped that, by careful annual mowing, cowslips and other wild flowers will be encouraged to recolonise the area.

Dumble is a local term for a small wooded dell through which streams have carved out twisting and steep-sided gullies. The main one is simply called Lambley Dumble, and is visited at the end of this walk. From a distance the snaking line of trees and bushes looks like a narrow copse or old field boundary, but often they disguise deep channels filled with gurgling brooks. Lambley is tucked away at the bottom of a small valley surrounded by a rolling patchwork quilt of fields and clumps of woodland. 'Lambley' derives from Lambs' Lea - an enclosure for the grazing of sheep - although much of the surrounding land is now given over to arable production. Altogether the rural scene laid out before you is one of such total peace and tranquillity that it comes as a bit of a shock to discover that the bustling city of Nottingham is only 8 miles (12.9km) away.



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