I’m not sure where the idea for this came from, I feel it must be the forest floor. You can find a lot when you’re scrambling through the woods; nuts, seeds, tracks, breadcrumbs…
I love the detail found in nature, subtle repetition that makes up this natural construction.
I found myself in some kind of meditative trance making these forms. Little pin pricks, piercing the clay with an addictive sound. I’m imagining them in contrasting, unnatural colours, like candy disguised as natural organisms but actually they’re full of E numbers.
There is nothing more exciting for me than stumbling upon some interesting fungi. I’ve decided I am going to become an expert and my research begins here. The CLATHRUS RUBER, also known as the latticed stinkhorn. Red in colour, a Saprobic that feeds on decaying plant material. Originally European, though it has been introduced to other areas such as North and South Africa, Asia and South America. What is fascinating about this fun guy, (oh i went there) is that the body initially appears like a whitish "egg" attached to the ground at the base by cords called Rhizomorphs. Clathrus bursts through the egg like some kind of weird alien creature, revealing its true majestic nature to the forest.
As with many fungi species, this is not meant for your tummy. Apparently its quite pongy so I don’t think any mistakes will be made.
Spending my Saturday getting ready for next Fridays workshop at the Galleries of Justice Museum.
Drawing inspiration from objects found around the museum we will be making simple visual art books.
This example is inspired by a key that was made by one of the prisoners in a welding class. He then managed to get through 4 locked doors with this key! I hope he made it out, I’m going to say that he (or she) did!
So, I have been a bit slack on the blog updates!
So much has happened, where do I begin? Well, in the space of 2 months we have opened our doors at Unfold Arts, celebrating with an Open Exhibition, which was a massive success! I have been busy developing a new range of jewellery, while Stevie has taken over the first floor of the building with her Surface Details Project.
I ran my first solo event at the space last week; A kind of Shadow Drawing Social, which was really well received. So much lovely atmosphere in the space, it was difficult to leave when the time was up.
Things to come: Format festival, Fancy Dress Life Drawing, Network & Vino, Shadow Draw Interactive Exhibit, Monthly Art Crit and much more.
Keep up to date with Unfoldings here: https://www.facebook.com/pg/unfoldarts
You can't walk for two minutes in any city centre without seeing an empty shop. East Street Arts is an amazing organisation based in Leeds that supports artists up and down the country in developing ideas and projects in these forgotten spaces and guess what, they have found the perfect place in little old Derby.
So, I jumped right on board and you can now find me at 2, The Spot, right in the heart of Derby city centre. I will be using the space to develop my own creative ideas and projects, the space will see participatory workshops, installation process, exhibitions, film nights and much more.
I have finally found a new nest, for a few months at least. You can find me tucked away up a cobbled street in Belper with the lovely Creatii. (www.creartii.co.uk)
After a busy few weeks with crazy sales thanks to the amazing Jealous Curator, I have decided to focus on 'for the hell of it' sculpture for a while. First stop, ceramic totem poles. Can't wait to see these in full colour.
I've been busy making some brand new Positive Role Models, among other ceramic delights.
Check this double sided beauty, Sheila and Kevin. Sheila will whisper words of encouragement while Kevin will tempt you with sins like EAT THAT CAKE and KISS THAT STRANGER.
Can't wait to see them transform when they've been in the kiln.
I was recently commissioned to create an illustration for Fifth Word, as a thank you to all of the lovely people that worked on and volunteered for the 'This is Normanton' project that is now being shown in Pickford House Museum in Derby.
I wanted to capture the vibrance that is found in this area, looking through the archival visual research that was collected I began to formulate a mixed media collage that I think represents the community spirit of Normanton.
December has gone off the scale, crazy. Somehow I have managed to make 9 sets of Matryoshka dolls in the space of a week. I can't share them with you just yet for fear of spoiling someones surprise, but I can show you this one from last year. If you would like a set making then drop me a message.
Seems like a long time since my Sunday consisted of a banging headache and a trickling sense of dread that only comes with 'hitting the town'. These days, I can be found out the door and in my studio by 10am. Drinking coffee and listening to Radio 6, stocking the kiln and painting joyful things. Oh it's nice to be a grown up. Happy Sunday!
I love it when a scene emerges subconsciously. The painting above is a homage to my happy times in Scotland. My brothers out fishing on the lake, climbers setting out up mountains, off on brisk adventures. The happy face is me, in my element. Loving the bonny lands.
The sunlight today is quite beautiful. You can't not be inspired in this place. Who needs crazy weekends when you've got this. Time to get the fire on!
Found some old poems the other day. (don't laugh) The memories came flooding right back. Growing up in the North East, going to art college and becoming a mother. The beginning of everything.
It's only taken me 37 years to learn to put a sheet down. Still get it on my face though!
Recently started working with oils. I am finding it such a rich experience that I wasn't expecting. I don't know why, but I have always kind of avoided them, maybe it's because it is such a slow process and I've always worked quite quickly. In fact, it is the slow process that I am enjoying. Like i've finally given myself the chance to really sink into my work and experience every little detail. Maybe I'm finally growing up.
Really loving working on canvas. I have a real love for texture and mark-making; the pressure and the impact of the paint to the surface and then the fine removal of that. Lay it down, scrub it off. Find new detail. A story told with layers instead of pages.
This weekend I have mostly been invading a (lovely) strangers house with my art work.
Wirksworth Festival, a wonderful place where local folk open their doors to artists. This year I am on top of a big hill with a beautiful garden and views of rain lashing down on rooftops. Hats off to those that braved the British weather and the steep incline.
A great weekend, rain or.. rain.
I see faces in everything. I have done since I was a little girl, when I would scour my bedroom for hints of light to play with the shadows as I fell asleep. I see figures in the leaves on a tree, I see a lady eating an apple in the flowers that fold into my curtains. It's never ending how my brain can entertain itself.
So I decided to pull my work apart and put it back together. A new world has been created yet again. Oh Photoshop, I do love you.