I’m founding a new business venture. And, it’s not so much like I’m groping in the dark. It’s more like I’m trying to think while my neighbour’s smoke detector is going off. The noise can be so hard to ignore, it can be paralysing.
I am starting a new business called Stirling Prentice Creative Facilitation and Consulting. The core of the idea is pretty straightforward: using art and games to help businesses and other organisations (or anyone who wants to) solve problems, work together, and adapt to change.
In 2022, I released a soundtrack for Man with a Movie Camera under my musical persona Oh!Noverdrive! About the movie: The Man with a Movie Camera is an experimental 1929 Soviet silent documentary film, directed by Dziga Vertov, filmed by his brother Mikhail Kaufman, and edited by his wife Yelizaveta Svilova. Kaufman also appears as the eponymous Man of the film. It’s one of my favourite films, and its impact on cinema is sort significant, it’s almost difficult to describe. About the music: Silent films rely a lot on music. It’s funny that we call them silent, because when they were releases the theatre
I’ve wanted to work more with watercolours, but I wasn’t sure where to start. But then, a friend handed me some Japanese watercolour pens. Now, I’m in love.
I have a habit, as you may know, of collecting paintings from thrift stores and adding to them. Here’s my most recent work, featuring some folks playing ghosts in a nice swamp.
I miss mixed tapes and mixed CDs. And, it feels like algorithm just isn’t getting it done lately. So, I started to put together short playlists from the music I listen to while I work.
The Museum of Stirling was established as an idea in 2018, but really began to take shape the following year. The mission is simple: to collect the creative work of Stirling Prentice in one place.
After more than a decade of moving in artist and maker circles (under different alias, websites and alter egos), Stirling began decided to pull all threads together and weave them into one story. So much was getting lost: sold, left on the sidewalk, swallowed by social media black holes, trapped on dead laptops. A world was being lost. There needed to be a record.
And so, the Museum of Stirling was born.
