Since we started out on the global art project ‘Peace in 10,000 Hands’ it has challenged and humbled me. It challenges – as it is constantly changing and evolving and it humbles – because so many people have put their hand up to be part it and put their down into their pocket to support in it because they believe in this art project for peace.
Example, Wednesday this week we were booked to fly home to Queenstown in New Zealand for a solid month in the gallery and studio working on the project, raising funds for the next planned trip, editing and cataloguing images and video, establishing contact with the famous and infamous…..
Now tomorrow we fly to Dubai on our way to Italy for the Venice Biennale. We were sent an invite to attend about a week ago by The President of La Biennale di Venezia Paolo Baratta and the Curator of the 55th International Art Exhibition Massimiliano Gioni. Wow!!
We declined for various reasons, time and money basically. Then we thought, hang on we might never get invited again and engaged the ‘carpe diem’ lore and decided to go and so the planning and booking began two and half days ago.
After Venice it was cheaper to fly out of Milan so we will train there to immediately fly to London, where we are planning meetings with agents, celebs, music industry honchos, the Royal Family and more for the project.
After a busy week in London we will head to LA where again we are lining meetings up for all of the above and more apart from the Royal Family, unless they decide to join us that is. Stranger things have happened.
Imagine, it’s late, dark, there’s a flickering fluorescent light, it’s quiet apart from the distant sound of a siren in the distance and there are a couple of pieces of rubbish floating by on a light gust of wind and you’re at a train station (ok I made the bit about the rubbish up) you see a crazy person, he’s on something. He has an amazing face, gnarly hands….. but so interesting. They need to be part of this project so you approach him, say hi, explain the project, you repeat yourself, you pause, you tell them we what to photograph them and then offer them the rose, you let them stand however they want and then pensively you pose him for a couple more photo’s holding the rose. You get chatting and find out this guy had a family, he lost his job, his wife left with the kids and four years ago with no choice he was forced to live on the street. Turns out he is not gnarly just his unwashed look, he’s hungry so after talking you take him for a burger. He offers you advice over a coke, you take it on board, it is from the heart, from the pain of experience, you give him $20 and part with a renewed steely focus on your goal. Thankful. Respectful. Wiser.
Everyone has something to offer.
Sounds simple or stressful? Both, a lot of the last to be fair. The project will map humanity right now. Just 10,000 people will be chosen from over 7,000,000,000 (I think that is seven billion) the odds of being picked are tiny.
And the odds of not being effected by this journey or the difference it will make? Impossible.