Wednesday, 18 December 2013

A warm welcome to The Welfares


by Jian Farhoumand.

Photographs by Kerry Rice

Brighton’s hottest new band is rehearsing for its first Christmas gig this weekend.

The Welfares are a group of talented, twenty-something musicians who came together six months ago to create an exciting new ska sound.

Bassist Joe Joyce, 25, said: “We mainly play ska and our influences are Toots and the Maytals, Madness and The Specials.”

As well as a bassist, the band comprises a guitarist, a saxophonist, a cornet player, a drummer and a singer/keyboard player.



The Welfares’ emphasis is on live music and the band already has a loyal following, both at shows and online.

“We’ve been doing a few shows over the last few months,” said Joe, “all working towards this weekend’s gig. This is going to be the spectacle.”

Joe grew up in Buxted, East Sussex, and moved to Brighton two years ago.

“Brighton has an excellent vibe,” he said. “It’s just a great city with a lot going on.”

The Welfares bring a welcome change to Brighton’s ‘post-BIMM’ scene and its resulting over-preponderance of singer-songwriter solo artists.


Joe and his bandmates wanted to found a group that would focus on live music with a wide range of traditional instruments.

The upcoming gig will showcase some of the band's more established tracks as well as new material and many ska classics.

Joe said: “This is the biggest gig we’ve done yet. It’s going to be a big Christmas blowout.”

The Welfares will be performing at the Prince Albert, 48 Trafalgar Street, on Friday December 20th from 8.00pm. Tickets: £4 in advance; £5 on the door.

Wednesday, 4 December 2013

My dance with the devil

by Jasmine Ward.


It was Halloween and I had spirits on the brain. You’d think in a world that pulsates with technology we’d be forced to let go of pagan beliefs and suspicions. Well, you would be wrong: our cities are rife with ghost tours, Ouija boards and countless supernatural films. In fact, there’s even a smart phone app that allows you to talk to spirits. I did a little research and stumbled upon a sensation that had me enthralled: ‘Ghost Hunting.’ With some trepidation, I decided I had to explore ‘the dark side’.
Ghost hunters link up in online chat rooms and book out ‘haunted’ locations for a night. On winter’s evenings they meet, having packed spirit boards, u-v lights, cameras, instant coffee and high hopes. I signed myself up for a hunt taking place at ‘The Ancient Ram Inn’ in Wotton-Under-Edge, deep in the Gloucestershire countryside. It is supposed to be so haunted that the owner can no longer accept guests - only ghost hunters.
I showed up at 6:30pm and met owner John Humphries and his daughter Caroline. The place was freezing; Caroline left me alone with Mr Humphries who was huddled by the inn’s only radiator. The room was overflowing with old books and dirty mugs, and a Barbie doll with a burned face peered down at us from a shelf as we chatted. Mr Humphries is eighty-five and suffers from dementia, yet despite his age and condition he was able to relay a brief history of the inn and describe several of his own spiritual encounters.
He told me the place is over one thousand years old and home to a myriad of disgruntled spirits. He spoke specifically of the demonic spirit Icabus. He said, “He’s had me four times this month.” When I asked what he meant, he said, “Excuse me dear, but I mean he’s tried to f**k me.” Mr Humphries is extremely religious, he showed me his Bible and said he chucked it at the succubus when it crawled into his bed.
Astonished, I watched as Mr Humphries nodded off. Caroline came from the kitchen carrying two cups of tea, and after a quick cigarette she took me on a tour. The inn consists of two guest rooms, a kitchen, barn and an attic - all haunted. Caroline has lived in the inn since she was seven. We sat in a room that has a dirt hole in the centre with a sign saying ‘Ancient Grave’. Mr Humphries claims he dug up bones from the hole and found a broken dagger. 

The room is padded with dozens of stuffed animals, placed there, according to Caroline, in order to appease the sound of crying ‘ghost’ children often heard by paying guests. She said, “I’ve never seen anything but you wouldn’t believe the things I’ve heard.”

Once, Caroline and her husband were watching telly when they heard crash, bam wallop above them. Caroline ran up the first flight of stairs to find her bedside table at the foot of the attic stairs. Every book had remained inside that table apart from Stephen King’s ‘Fire Starter.’ She explained that three weeks prior to this, the kitchen had burned down for no apparent reason.  “The ghost was calling me an arsonist,” she concluded.
During my tour I learnt of many spirits. Mary Gibbons, a witch who sacrificed children, for instance, an un-named cavalier soldier, two monks and an 8 stone Rottweiler that patrols the attic. I had come feeling brave and now I could feel my toes curling.
After my tour I met the ghost-hunters, a random mix of thrill-seekers lead by Kevin Crook, a ‘seer.’  Some were locals. One was a prison guard, another a builder. I had a quick chat with Kevin who told me that he had seen ghosts since he was a kid. I noticed the hunters had been going mad on their camera phones, shouting, “Jezus, there are bleeding spirits everywhere!” Cynical, I looked over one of their shoulders and saw the camera light reveal bluey white orbs zinging around the air. Disbelieving, I tried on my phone and I too saw the orbs. I was perplexed. I am not saying they were ghosts but what the hell were they? Dust particles?  
Our odd group of around sixteen hunters, plus myself, commenced to the attic. Mr Crook said that the atmosphere in the attic was toxic. It made him feel awful. Entering the attic, I too felt dreadful, although perhaps this was because I had knocked my head walking up the stairs. We sat down and turned off the room’s only light. I confessed to being nervous, and looking around I remembered I was without a friend: there was no one I could clasp onto if something happened. The woman next to me said, “Watch out caz they feed off fear.”
The gang was readying the spirit board when the room filled with the scent of sulphur.
Someone gasped, “You know there’s a demon about when you smell egg.”
One of our crew then replied, "Don’t worry its only me, I’m a nervous farter.”
Three women then put their fingers on the spirit board’s planchette and the leader said, “Is there anyone that wants to speak with us?” She closed her eyes and repeated herself, and the planchette slithered over to M then A then R and Y. I remembered Mary Gibbons. The woman spoke, “You alright there Mary? Where you from?”
The board spelt something incoherent like FDHJG. Someone said, “Oh she’s illiterate”.  Oh yes, of course, I thought. The woman asked if she could read and the planchette inched its way over to me. The women pulled it back to the middle but it slid back. She said, “Do you know this young woman?” It was still. Turning to me, she said, “Do you know anyone called Mary?”
“No!” I yelped.
“I think she just wants you to put your finger on,” she said. So I did.   
Spookily, as soon as my finger hit the board, the session was brought to a close and we trickled downstairs into the Bishop’s room. The Bishop’s room was reportedly a place of satanic worship and home to Icabus, the succubus. We entered the room which had three beds dressed in scarlet covers. We sat down. We remained in silence until a man by the fireplace said in a thick Gloucestershire accent, “My ears and my lap, they’re cold.” The temperature was sub-zero, so this was hardly surprising. Mr Crook said: “It’s him, he’s sat in your lap and whispering in your ear.” Enough was enough. I made my excuses and left.
I didn’t sleep until 4am. I had all the lights on and my eyes peeled for any demonic activity. I didn’t and still don’t know what I believe. Was it real? The place was icy and the atmosphere thick with excitement. There’s no doubt that the inn is pregnant with some kind of energy. All I know is that if there is anything out there, I don’t want to mess with it. I am done probing ‘the other side’.  

Thursday, 28 November 2013

Brighton and Stanford Universities collaborate to create new mobile game


by Jian Farhoumand.

Students from the University of Brighton have collaborated with a professor at Stanford University, California, and his autistic daughter to create a new mobile game to be released next week.

Marcus Brooks, 23, originally from Hertfordshire, is in his third year of a BSc Computer Science (Games) degree at the University of Brighton and has founded Greedy Gull Studios with classmates Matt Manser, 21, Matej Navara, 21, and Joseph Loe, 20. Their company designs games and apps for mobile phones and tablets. The music for their first official game has been composed by American student, Chika Shimojima, 21, with the support of her father, Professor Atsushi Shimojima, 51, who is a visiting scholar at Stanford.

Greedy Gulls: Matt Manser(left), Marcus Brooks, Joseph Loe and Matej Navara

Mr Brooks said: “I’ve programmed for years and always loved it. Brighton is one of the only places that does this specific course so it’s been a great learning experience and really fun. We designed the game ourselves but still needed music for it. Our supervisor, Andrew Blake, met Professor Shimojima and helped set up the collaboration. Chika has composed some great music for the game which really adds to the fun and makes it much more impacting.”

Course leader Andrew Blake, 45, said: “I met Atsushi Shimojima at a Visual Languages conference in San Jose in September. Atsushi and his daughter, who is regarded as a savant, have a particular interest in designing music for computer games. I told Atsushi I was the course leader for the BSc Computer Science (Games) at Brighton and might be able to help. Hence the relationship between Greedy Gull and Chika-Pro, the name under which Atsushi and his daughter create music.”

Greedy Gull Studios’ first game is succinctly entitled Super Awesome Line Game and is best-described as a cross between Snake and Tron. The main goal of the game is to navigate an ever-growing line around sharp corners at ever-increasing speed, without crashing.

Mr Blake said of the game: “It’s great! I think it is a quirky, frivolous bit of fun that quickly engrosses the player; exactly what such casual games should be.”
  
Miss Shimojima is a musical prodigy who, despite having autism spectrum disorder, is the driving force behind Chika-ProHer website describes her as “a surprisingly innocent mind who would rather create music than speak words.” She watched a silent video of the game first, before composing music for it.

Chika Shimojima composing music in her studio


Born in the US and raised in Japan, Miss Shimojima started composing at the age of 11 and has now made hundreds of pieces of music, many of which are used in films and games. She is taught piano by Myrna Emata at Legato Music School, San Jose, and is mentored by James Gardiner, a composer with two Grammy nominations and 42 gold and platinum awards.

Professor Shimojima said: “Chika has autism but has tremendous musical talent so we created this production group to connect her music to society. This is the first time Chika-Pro has collaborated with students from Brighton University. I was interested in the fact that a group of college students were building their own company to supply jobs to themselves. I thought it’s a good match for Chika-Pro. We are hoping to keep up the collaboration for further projects.”

Mr Blake is pleased with the project his students have created and is impressed by their entrepreneurial spirit. He said: “I think Greedy Gull is doing a fantastic job. They are the first group of students within the faculty, as far as I am aware, who have set up their own business under the faculty placement scheme and are proving to be a credit to the university. I hope that they set a benchmark from which students in the future will be able to follow their own entrepreneurial aspirations.”

Super Awesome Line Game is released on Saturday 7th December and will be available to download for free on Android and iOS.

Nick Broomfield: a career on screen


by Jian Farhoumand. 
Sussex-based director Nick Broomfield with Bugle editor Jian Farhoumand
Nick Broomfield, 65, is known for documentaries that are both highbrow and humorous. A graduate of the National Film and Television School, Broomfield has carved a niche for himself as a globe-trotting, celebrity-hunting adventurer. His brazen boldness in the face of adversity often gets a laugh, even if it doesn’t quite get him an interview with his intended target.
Broomfield’s work boasts a broad range of dramatis personae including Margaret Thatcher, Eugene Terre Blanche, Courtney Love, Tupac Shakur and Sarah Palin. A notable idiosyncrasy of Broomfield’s oeuvre is his mock-casual insistence on appearing on-screen himself (however accidental and nonchalant these cameos might look). His subtle humour, mixed with a sort of faux-boyish innocence, often disarms his prey into making surprisingly off-guard admissions. (Something for which Louis Theroux and other recent imitators owe credit.)
Broomfield claims that his cameos were originally borne of accidents and necessity, especially in situations where his potential subjects proved so elusive that his thwarted attempts at filming them became the actual stories on screen. This is especially the case in Tracking Down Maggie (1994), Kurt and Courtney (1998) and Sarah Palin: You Betcha (2011), in which Broomfield is often out-foxed by prey whom he had clearly underestimated.
Broomfield is shrewder than he appears, however, and embraces his comi-cameo identity with relish. This is clear from the series of Volkswagen commercials (1999) in which he wanders around like a lost Clouseau, brandishing trademark boom and tape recorder, in an effort to solve a vehicular mystery. In a sense, Broomfield’s personal brand is now so well-recognised that he has effectively turned himself into the equivalent to anthropology as to what David Attenborough is to wildlife. His mere presence on screen now implies erudition and intrigue.
Despite his humour, Broomfield is a serious filmmaker whose work affects actual, genuine change. His film about Palin is credited with having thwarted her plans for a 2012 US presidential bid and is regarded as a reason why the Republican Party refused to endorse her to run against Obama. Broomfield’s film about Kurt Kobain’s death reveals oversights in police work conducted after the singer’s presumed suicide, and heavily implies that Courtney Love was somehow involved.
Broomfield has made two films about a notorious American serial killer whose execution, he suggests, might have been misguided. Aileen Wuornos: The Selling Of A Serial Killer (1992) and Aileen: Life And Death Of A Serial Killer (2003) both cite many examples of serious negligence by numerous figures of authority including Wuornos’ own attorney and even the state itself. Broomfield ultimately suggests that the state put to death a rape victim who had decided to plead guilty and face execution rather than suffer the political circus around her.
I was once lucky enough to meet Nick Broomfield at a Q&A screening of Sarah Palin: You Betcha at the Duke of York Picture House, Brighton. I suggested that documentaries are often regarded as serious but that his are somehow surprisingly funny, and asked if he regarded humour as an important tool for conveying a serious message. Broomfield replied: “Well, it’s one way of surviving three months in Alaska in the middle of winter,” which got a big laugh from the audience. He was referring to his Hobbit-like mission through the snowy state to track down Palin, which resulted in an entertaining Chaplin-esque comedy of errors, replete with director slipping around on icy streets and being ejected from buildings by security staff.
Broomfield said of the making of the film: “It was unbearable. And so we would crack as many jokes as we could during the day just to get through it. But I think it [humour] is important. I mean, I think one or two of the first films I made were very serious and I realised that the audience were only reacting with one emotion, and that it got very tiring after a while. I think you tend to say the same thing over and over and over, if you’re hitting an audience with the same tone and the same emotion. And I think if you can get a wider reaction, which is pretty much how real life is… I think there’s gallows humour, and I think tragedy and comedy are very closely related. And I think if you can get that into a documentary and still keep it being accurate, it’s great. It’s certainly more fun to make.”
Broomfield has received the California State Bar Award for contribution to legal reform, and been awarded several honorary doctorates as well as the BAFTA Lifetime Achievement Award for Contribution to Documentary. His films are informative, insightful and gripping. I look forward to the next one.

Thursday, 14 November 2013

Bright lights, big city: Brighton lights up for Christmas

by Tom Irving, Lewis Jaffa and Charlotte Schroeter.


It's that time of the year again in Brighton as the Christmas lights were switched on tonight to herald the start of the holiday season. 

Juice 107.2 breakfast duo, Dan Gasser and Hanna Neter, turned on the largest seasonal display of lights on the south coast at an event packed with family fun. 

Juice 107.2 managing director, Lawrence Elphick, said: "We are delighted to be involved, the lights bring a lot of festive cheer to the community."

The lights were met with a positive reception despite missing the countdown and not all lighting up all at once. 

Anisha Chariania of Florence Road, Brighton, said: "The show was good. Shame the lights didn't come on at the same time. It put my kids and I in the Christmas vibe."

There was plenty of entertainment on offer including dancers, street entertainers and music. A performance from The Sleigh Belles topped the bill of acts, entertaining the crowd with an array of festive tunes. 

Eleanor Bell of Trafalgar Road, Portslade, said The Sleigh Belles were beautiful, alongside the fantastic lights. 

The 2 hour event was courtesy of Brilliant Brighton who represent over 500 businesses throughout the city.

Wednesday, 13 November 2013

Brightonians pucker up for Dali’s decadent Lips


by Jian Farhoumand.


Walking into the Brighton Museum, Pavilion Gardens, one is immediately struck by the wide and eclectic array of exciting and bizarre-looking pieces of furniture on display.

The free exhibition traces the development of innovation in modernist and surrealist interior design throughout the twentieth century, a period marked by political and social upheaval, clearly reflected in the emerging designs and technologies of the day.



In 1924, Andre Bretoni’s Surrealist Manifesto began an artistic movement concerned with the incongruous and irrational, drawing on Sigmund Freud’s theories of the unconscious mind and power of dreams.

The Surrealist Manifesto proved a huge influence on the Spanish artsist Salvador Dali (1904-‘88).

A few yards into the main hall of the Brighton Museum is the prize piece of the exhibition: a 1938 example of Salvador Dali’s Mae West’s Lips Sofa.

The sofa takes the form of a pair of bright red, larger-than-life lips, and shows off an underlying sensuality that complements its unusual choice of form. 



The iconic sofa is based upon Dali’s original 1934 painting, The Face of Mae West, and is built from wood and upholstered in red felt and  wool.

Dali collaborated with his English patron, the poet Edward James (1907-’84), on creating the sofa alongside other modernist and surrealist objects, also notably the Lobster Telephone.

There are other intriguing pieces also on display in the Brighton Museum exhibition.

A giant leather chair, known as the Joe Chair, formed in the shape of a huge baseball glove, made as a tribute to baseball player Joe Di Maggio (and clearly inspired by Dali’s lips sofa) is also on display.


The chair was first made by a Surrealist art group known as Memphis, founded in Milan in the 1980s, and shares an underlying playfulness and magnification of form with Dali’s work.

Both Dali’s Mae West’s Lips sofa and an example of Memphis’ Joe Chair will remain on display at the Brighton gallery until March 2014.

It’s worth a visit as you’ll see some highly unusual artefacts made by some highly eccentric people.

If you like your art and artists larger-than-life, then this is the place to go.


The gallery is open Tuesday – Sunday, 10am -5pm. Admission is free.






Thursday, 31 October 2013

The Queen and Prince Philip come to Sussex

by Jian Farhoumand.


This photograph by Richard Allan. All others by Jian Farhoumand

Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II, Defender of the Faith, and her husband Prince Philip, the Duke of Edinburgh, today visited East Sussex.

The Royal Couple attended several events and locations across Newhaven, Lewes and Brighton in what was the Queen's first visit to Sussex in six years.

First stop, at 10.30am, was West Quay Fisheries, Newhaven, where the royals had a chance to sample the plaice.

And the fish.

Ian Bickerstaff, owner of the Fisheries, said: "We’ve been here for nearly 40 years and we’re a family business so it’s nice to be recognised."

He added that his crew of fishermen had felt proud to be picked to receive a royal visit and had gone out on a second trawl especially for today.

The Royal Couple had flown in by helicopter before being chauffered to the Fisheries in a sleek, black Bentley.



Crowds of hundreds cheered through the drizzle and reign (ahem - ed.) as Ma'am stepped from the towncar dressed in a fetching purple-pink ensemble and hat.

Prince Philip was dapper by her side in a navy blue single-breasted suit and tie.

The Royal Party then proceeded inside to meet the staff and tour the facilities, before moving onto YHA South Downs, Southease, at 11.30am to meet enthusiastic Duke of Edinburgh Award students.

Here the Royal Couple unveiled a plaque commemorating the opening of the new facility.

Next stop, at 12.30, was Harvey's Brewery on Cliffe High Street, Lewes, the oldest independent brewery in Sussex.


The crowd outside whooped with delight as we all caught a glimpse of her Majesty as she exited her Bentley, flanked by security, and entered the brewery with Prince Philip.

The high-pitched squeals and cheers of the crowd were highly reminiscent of those made by ecstatic throngs of fourteen-year-old-girls at a One Direction concert. In this case, however, the crowds were mainly composed of Sussex OAPs with purple rinse dyes.



Still, the enthusiasm was evident as police held security lines and helicopters buzzed overhead.

Inside the brewery, our Queen and her Prince were treated to a tour of the bottling plant followed by, at 1pm, a hearty lunch of posh nosh and local ale.



An inside sauce (source - ed.) leeked (stop!) the menu which included such delicacies as cured salmon with cucumber radish; butternut timbale with cider buerre blanc and baby carrots; Middle Farm apple assiette and apple fool with caramelised apple tuile.

Next the Royal Couple were ushered across to The Keep in Falmer, Brighton, arriving only two minutes behind schedule at 2.12pm. The Royal Tour was indeed progressing like clockwork, albeit perhaps a Timex rather than Rolex.

Her Majesty officially opened The Keep, a new local archive centre run by the University of Sussex that will eventually house over six miles of archives dating back some 900 years.

The Queen met staff and volunteers and unveiled a plaque to commemorate the opening and her visit.


All in all, it was an exciting day marked by much merriment and enthusiasm. Radio stations and local news programmes were agog with excitement and crowds of pedestrians were testament to the Royal Pull. It was probably the most excitement our fair county has seen since the heady days of the Great Storm of '13.

One local smartalec quipped: "It might be the first time the Queen has come to Brighton in six years but it seems like a queen comes here every six seconds, if you ask me."

Brace yourself for an ice age at the Brighton Museum

by Katy Marriot.          


                                     Photographs by Adele Norris

The sound of the wind whistles from the speaker system and the display cabinets are bursting with intrigue.
“Imagine icebergs off the coast of Brighton and seas so high that the Pavilion Gardens  are underwater”, a sign reads at the entrance to the exhibition, tickling the imagination and inviting the curious to prepare for a delicious hit of knowledge.
The sci-curious should, however, freeze in their tracks at this point and scamper back to the comfort of specialist journals and BBC documentaries.
The vaguely intrigued should follow suit.
The geological history of planet Earth is explosive, dramatic and jaw-droppingly fascinating but sadly the exhibition at Brighton Museum and Art Gallery seems deflated of the ‘Brian Cox/David Attenborough’ spark on which swathes of the science-hungry public have become accustomed to feasting.
For the geologically minded the exhibition could be patched together to craft some sense but those wishing to join the elite club of those-in-the-know are left scratching at the ice like a polar bear yearning for the fish below.
While the artefacts displayed in the cabinets are indeed captivating, their geological context is severely lacking.


Stromatalites are displayed in the same case as a horseshoe crab, a stuffed beaver and Neolithic agricultural tools with the only tangible link between the objects being that they were discovered in Sussex. It is a charming angle for the exhibition to focus on Sussex but unfortunately this is the only context and any sense of a time-scale between the objects and the events described is manifested as a jumbled timeline, seemingly added as an afterthought at the end of the show.
The introduction to the gallery cutely describes that there have been five major ice ages throughout Earth’s history but this is the last to be seen of a reference to anything other than: “The ice age.”
A free exhibition is doubtless a good thing but the Ice Age exhibition must not be the sole reason for a visit to this museum. Come for the delights of the interior design exhibition downstairs and stay for the coffee, but a word of caution to those that come bated with the anticipation of a wholesome learning experience: the Natural History Museum in London is free, too.
The exhibition ‘Chilled To The Bone, Ice Age Sussex’ runs until  January 14th 2014, open Tuesday-Sunday, 10:00 until 17:00.

Wednesday, 23 October 2013

Oh Mummy! Egyptology comes to the Brighton Museum

by Thomas Davies.


As an adventurous child with an overblown imagination growing up in dreary south Wales, one of my favourite movies was always The Mummy.
Disregarding flesh-eating scarab beetles and a burning crush on Rachel Weisz, the tangible connection to a rich history, an overtly religious lifestyle and the country’s inspiring landscape contributed to the romantic and mystical appeal of ancient Egypt.
These elements have been transported from north African origins to now stand beautifully displayed at a Brighton Museum and Art Gallery exhibition in the Pavilion Gardens, thanks to the work of Brighton-born Egyptologist Francis Llewellyn Griffith (1862-1934). 

A diverse array of jars, jewellery and gold fragments illustrate the domestic and the decadent in the time of the Pharaohs and provide points of interest for young and old alike, while zany examples of animal mummification are also on show to delight and repulse in equal measure.
The nonsensical nature of Egyptian hieroglyphics may hold particular resonance with people bamboozled by the complexities of shorthand, but these are made clear by the wide-ranging information boards scattered throughout the exhibition.
The intricacies of Egyptian life, from daily chores to religion and the afterlife, are presented through a number of detailed displays that incorporate genuine relics to wow grown-ups and interactive aspects simultaneously to provide fun and learning for children.
Video clips, audio guides and flip-boards explain everything from how people of the age made pottery and tools to why they were embalmed with their sandals in an engaging way.


Plus, every kid loves a Mummy, right?
The Ancient Egypt gallery is ongoing at Brighton Museum and information can be found on the website.

Monday, 21 October 2013

Subversive exhibitionism comes to Brighton


by George Ward.

The recently opened Subversive Design exhibition at Brighton Museum and Art Gallery helpfully defines the word subversive as you enter as “Having tendency to overturn," and, "to turn upside down.”

Most of the works attempt to challenge your preconceptions about everyday items and create a discussion about some of society’s problems. Unfortunately, many of them were so unsubtle that very little discussion was required.

The best exhibits were simply the most beautiful ones that made me feel uplifted. The daisies in the chamber of a glass gun and replacing the pin in a glass grenade turned these violent objects into “emblems of hope and peace” as artist Layne Rowe intended.

Other notable pieces were those that suggested another use for things that we normally treat as rubbish (such as Rebecca H Jocelyn’s Crumpled can jug made of precious metals, see picture). It shows the propensity for humans to throw away things of value.


I was extremely irritated by the wallpaper named Sharp Descent/Death from Above depicting sharp objects that appear to be falling but with their sharp ends pointing upwards. I wandered if maybe it was the wrong way round like the two Rothkos at the Tate Modern in London.

The gallery is holding various events related to the exhibition including An Insight into Subversive Design where four of the designers will talk about their pieces (Saturday 30th November 2013, 1-4.30pm, tickets £20, £15 concessions).

The exhibition is open 10am-5pm Tue-Sun until 9th March 2014 and is £6 for adults, £4 for concessions, free for children (aged 5-15) and £3 for Brighton and Hove residents.

For more information, visit the the gallery's site.