Artworks — Deirdre Logue

Note

For educational purposes, we’ve made available a selection of Logue’s video works created between 1998 and 2014. For all other previews, rentals and sales, please contact Vtape.

01.55

The Opposite of Ignoring Chickens

Multichannel Installation

2022

HD, iPhone, 16mm hand-processed film

This work is a multi-channel installation documenting the artist’s interactions with 7 chickens. The symmetry and deep emotional bonds between them, formed during the pandemic have evolved into a living, relational archive that explores tenderness, sadness, protection, and death through daily interactions of care, collapsing the sensual and the intuitive, wildness and domestication and the nature of non-verbal relationships.

02.55

Splits

01:00

2017

SD, Color, Stereo

Slippery socks on a slippery slope.

03.55

Shakey Planey

04:53

2017

HD, Color, Stereo

A red wine at 6am, such terrible turbulence and the most beautiful sunrise I have ever seen.

04.55

Set-Upset

01:37

2017

HD, Color, Stereo

Here, in a grounding of sorts, the artist proves that some things are just really hard to do, so probably just don’t.

05.55

Nasty Catch

03:04

2017

HD, Color, Stereo

Coming together as an ensemble of various voices taking the forms of video works and live performances, the floodlights are cast on larger issues at play within Logue's career including anxiety and control, repetition, queerness, feminisms, soft butch visibility, resistance, and vulnerability.

06.55

Home Office

03:40

2017

HD, Color, Stereo

Here inaction is action and worklessness is work.

07.55

Healthy Place

16:37

2017

SD, Color, Stereo

Trolling for a diagnosis, here a trifecta of floodlight is cast on a late-night search for the questions we already have all the answers to.

08.55

Double, Double

05:24

2017

HD, Color, Stereo

In this two-channel concert, carpet creaks, and cameras compose the sounds of stillness, balance, and isolation.

09.55

Clicks and Hisses

08:19

2017

HD, Color, Stereo

A close-up on the artist’s feet in a pair of old lavender wool socks, spinning slowly on a splintering wooden studio floor, their co-dependence their curse.