Yesterday was a day in three amazing parts.
The first part involved doing needlefelt landscape experiments with residents at Wessex House Care home – just love these pieces.
Great British tones in great British Wool.
I’d like to include this as Seam Collective #SeptTextileLove prompt for today which is ‘happy accidents’ because I’m a very keen exponent of the idea of experimentation, play, accidental discovery and making mistakes – this is how we learn.
What’s the expression….”A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new” —- so true.
So let’s play, I say!!!
Then I met up with Donna Vale and we trundled off to Frome’s Black Swan Art to see the exhibitions there but first lunch and surprise meet up with David Smith – much talking and laughing.
Then onto the ‘Hinterland’ exhibition by Gladys Paulus.
It’s pretty hard to get across what an amazing exhibition this is. On a purely craft level, Gladys’ work is second to none – the pieces are truly beautifully made; as a felter, I am always amazed.
But this exhibition is so much more. It is so, so moving – the pieces have a real presence and I know I will HAVE to go back for another look, or two. The pictures don’t do it justice but I’ll share a few more.
If you have a chance – get there.
And the final part of my day was at @tmac_taunton with an Arts and Health Speed Networking event!!! Whooohooo!
There I met a whole host of people and ‘networked’, oh yes I did. We talked and learnt about a whole range of arts and health providers and the links that are being made between them.
I also talked FIFTY BEES to a few people too!
“Moan….moan…moan!”I’m moaning at you cause there’s no one in the house to moan at apart from Jack who is determined to BLATANTLY prove that he has no problem sleeping!
So, after a night with about two hours kip (thank you iPlayer and iTunes), I had the pleasure of being woken at 6:30 by darling Charles jumping up to lick my face.
“Morning,” he said, “What a beautiful day, isn’t my breath sweet?” Lick, lick, lick……
“Moan….” was my reply, “iTired!”
But no time for a lie in.
Instead, container pieces to be finished and lots of listmaking and packing to be done ready for tomorrow’s Salisbury Contemporary Craft; I’ve got out the big guns – the A3 piece of recycled card for the mother of all lists.
Now, where did I put my brain, I know I left it around here somewhere……
She snuck off to find a cosy place to close her eyes and this is where we find her.
This is Fluff and she’s sleeping soundly inside a vintage metal container and doesn’t she look peaceful; I wish I could sleep so easily and so soundly, don’t you?
This piece is 7cm circumference and 6cm to the top of the handle. It is made using wool, a vintage container and thread.
Excited artist back in the studio for the first time in weeks.
And not only am excited about being creative again but also by new toy – Bluetooth headphones!!! This means I can move around easier with loud tunes on – not that I move around a huge amount when I’m making making but when I do move and the wire getting pulled out, cor you should hear me swear. So, these are an investment to curtail my habit of swearing – that’s my argument anyhooooo. Today’s favourite tunes are by Ghostpoet – brilliant.
Anyway, today I’m working on pieces for Salisbury Contemporary Craft which is on 8-9th September.
Hope to share one tomorrow xx
Second bee companion for sharing, this is by Cat Frampton and has to be seen to believed – the cirl buntings are so, so small but perfectly realised, and the Braille, well, it’s a challenge – can you rise to the challenge?
It is companioned with Nomada sexfasciata.
This is what Cat says about her piece:
‘The birds and the bees
My bee is a rare bee. A rare bee with a solitary, thieving life. It depends on another bee to steal from, that bee is also rare. These bees share a crook of land with a bird, a rare bird.
In 1989 the Cirl Bunting lived (in Britain) only at Prawle Point, Devon, 118 pairs, clinging on.
Then conservationists and local farmers stepped in and saved the birds (over 1000 nests now, all along the coast). Did saving the birds save the bees?
Farmers, rare birds and bees combine, for the good of them all.
Can you tell what the Braille says?’