I went home this week, a far to rare occurence

this landscape was my playground as a child, wild band of youngsters finding the delight in throwing toadstools and jumping in Cow pats.

My youngest asked how many times I'd been in the field at the rear of my family home, not just my family home but my Dad moved there when he was 4yrs and is now hitting his 80's.

There is something nice about evolving traditions with the next generation and I really like the idea of the links with the past and how they infiltrate the present.

 

 

I'm currently working on a involved piece that is summarising that very feel.

starting with my Dads dad who was gassed in the trenches in France.

I'm looking at the development of hand granades in WW1 and how the inginuity of the troops, can translate into an art piece that blend handmade genrades out of Jam tins and  lessons on cricketand the ability to chuck a boomb really far.

an essential asset.

 

 

Current work in an exhibition at Braintree Museum

While I'm picking up chocolate wrappers...................... I'm thinking of packing up waterproofs.

while I'm considering the impact and horrors of the slave trade..................... I'm bleaching the toilet.

While I'm guilt ridden about the length of the grass,............ I'm pondering the length of the love affair.

I'm considering the space and trying desperately not to over fill it............ while a percentage of me is desperately remembering it's a part over the total.

Today my brain is full, some of it not so productive.

The Leigh art trail is over  and now I have to turn my thoughts towards the north...Denmark.

 In fact 8 of us from LAT have been lucky enough to exhibit over there I'm working on an installation called the the gilded thread that will involve a pathway of threads, ropes and cottons threading their way through Hvide Sande. 

I'm gilt free at the moment( hopefully these leaves are winging their way to me as we speak) but sure as string is stringy I'll be posting the piles of golden threads as they progress and tangle.

Exciting stuff is happening....if you don't like grubby fingernails I'd hide..............................................................................................

Working really really hard to get the Leigh art Trail up then I've got to build a massive angel, then to Denmark for another exhibition, a week with without then a quick jaunt home to collect the kids then a week with them,

LEIGH ART TRAIL
It's that time of year again, the manic rollacoaster of " Is this any good......No really tell me what you think.........but that how I want it to look.!"
Leigh Art Trail is running from 16th -23rd of June I'll take up my resident place in a clean and hopefully tidy studio.
Doing lots of new work, looking at layers of information  and combinations of materials.
Exciting stuff on the horizon- Exhibition in Denmark at the end of July so nice little trip out.
Studio day today ...oh joy of joys xxx

Today I had a glimpse into a dark wonderland I've always been a MASSIVE fan of Simon Kirk but today going into his studio had a strange physical affect on me, between the breathlessness I readily get in the face of aesthetic pleasure and a feeling where looking really looking at the edges and surfaces makes my eyes want to burst with the level of information being offered. He has a way of manipulating his materials that creates a multi layered surface with depth and interest without it merging into a 1 dimensional accumulation.He maintains interest, content and wit by offering remnants of an image or text within a freedom of expression that I am truly jealous of and left me with a tear in my eyes.

Thankyou Simon