I spent a happy year living in my Exbury Egg on the Beaulieu River in 2015. At the time I was aware of a few other artistic and literary connections to the same place, notably Nevil Shute’s wartime experience, which he later wove into his book, ‘Requiem for a Wren’. But, I only just discovered John Betjeman’s poem.
Jean-Jacques Savin’s Atlantic barrel is a sort of sawn off Exbury Egg. Both are registered boats. He has set off from the Canary Islands to drift across the Atlantic toward the Caribbean. The Eggman wishes him well on his pioneering adventure. I may decide to follow in his wake! Read the story at https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-46690647
John & Mimi were two of the guardians of the Egg when it was in Milton Keynes in 2017. They kindly sent me a video of their experience.
Architect James Law’s plans to build the impressive Mumbai Cybertecture Egg office block would seem to owe a little to the more modest live/ work space of the Exbury Egg. My approximate 10 sq metres of floor space (including mezzanine for sleeping) is a bit dwarfed by Mumbai’s fourteen floors (three below ground) with around 10,000 sq metres per floor and extending to a height of 62 metres. Like the Exbury Egg though, it’s is designed to be ‘lean and green’ and plans include solar photovoltaic panels, rooftop wind turbines, an elevated garden and a grey water filtration system—while the tilt of the structure is calculated to increase its solar energy gain. Importantly, both The Exbury Egg and the Cybertercture Egg embody the source of all life in the implicit meaning of their form. Perhaps the Exbury Egg will pay a visit when they are ready for their launch….
The Eggman returns to Finsley Gate Wharf in Burnley on Sunday 9th September.
I found Graham Sutherland's egg when visiting the superb exhibition'Journeys with The Wasteland' at Turner Contemporary in Margate. His drawing illustrates the words from Eliot's poem of its title. Sutherland's fractured symbol of new life and nurture shows the head of a bird peeking out onto an arid, spiritual wasteland. It's a petrified rock of an egg. Our undeclared war on nature, symbolised by plastic waste across every continent and sea, is our own particular legacy for the future. Egglet (PP) V, is one of a series made from polypropylene rope, found discarded on Hastings Stade during a residency @JerwoodGallery for the exhibition @everythingcomesfromtheegg last year.
Wishing all followers of the Exbury Egg a most happy Christmas and joyful new year.
The exhibition closed at Jerwood Gallery on October 15th and this is a short video record of the gallery installation that complemented the Exbury Egg itself, so prominent outside. Full details of the tour can be found at http://www.everythingcomesfromtheegg.com
Net lofts and some boats along the Stade offer a reminder that timber was traditionally preserved using pine tar. Nowadays it is often substituted by paints and varnishes cheaper to produce than the £20 a litre of the genuine Stockholm pine tar product.
Hastings Hue No. 11
Hastings Hue No 10 is a sappy coloured green
Rubbed, buffed, scuffed and scraffitoed
A calendar of life on the shingle beach.
The score of time and place.