The Art of the Vampyre
Masque – The Art of the Vampyre is a project exploring Gothic Art and Gothic Literature. Throughout 2000 Digital artist Conrad Gaunt and writers Val Magee and Bob Beagrie worked collaboratively with young artists, writers and musicians from Middlesbrough and Redcar & Cleveland on a Year of the Artist project, exploring gothic art and literature and the myth of the vampire. A weekend school was held at Village Arts in November introducing participants to cross-art group collaborations involving gothic poetry and wyrd tales; painting, making and modelling, creative writing, film and digital arts and installation design.
The project has also been supported by The Carnegie Trust, The Northern Rock Foundation, The DfEE and Middlesbrough Rotary Club.
Exhilaration. Feed till the heart stops beating The pangs ease for now. A Forgotten child In a nursery long gone Cries for her mother
Snatched from sleep, she sighs – Opens eyes (as he, her vein) Back again, to rest.
The first sun rises. The victim will be the hunter. The last sun sets… The last moon brings tears. The hunter is the victim. The first sun rises.
Stare thru shadow & strain yer ears to aching fer every creak & clatter of settling night. The groan of pipes, or echoes of stone-rinsed, split timbers. Demeter driven in tatters with her captain lashed to the wheel. All talon tapping reanimated fears, & the knowing double-cross of yer social status. Shearing stalks off the fortified ego, suspended in sleep to reap a bloody riot in the smallest hours, as road-rage fades under cathedral eves & the devil headed door knocker rattles in the breeze. & summat's there, I swear as still as undeath, hungrier than barley visions of Brughal's hell, but scrubbed up well for a walk on the far-side of every desire you've shied from. This terrible other. Incest-sucker with a finger on the jugular ready to plunge & plumb the cowled circumference of yer noon-time conscious.