Happy New Year
Cool, fresh, clean and flowing – the air, the stream, the trees and my hand – this first January day, in Nature, among the woodland dwellings of New Mill, Cornwall.
Two Ears Between Them!
These senile sweeties have two upright, one intermittent and one missing ear between them and Heidi has rubbed the hair off her nose by sticking it through the railings too often! I fell in love with them as I brought them to life with charcoal on paper and had a strong sense of how very loved and loving they are. This was a thoughtful birthday present commission for their doting and delighted owner.
‘Loving Nature’ extended by two days!
We are delighted to announce that our Christmas Art Market will run for a second weekend, over the 3rd and 4th of December at PZ Gallery, Penzance. Come and enjoy art from the heart, books and gifts .. mulled fruit juice and wine .. Saturday and Sunday 10-5
‘Loving Nature’
I’m excited. I can see weeks of work coming together in what will be a beautiful exhibition, Loving Nature’ .. two days to go until opening on Friday 18th November. Our creative quartet comprises myself, Angela Annesley, Ian Barnfield and George Clement Peer. Our show not only incorporates paintings, woodcut prints, poetry and a gorgeous film of a heron, we are also sharing a live event of improvisational music and dance, spoken poetry and a song of art on 23 November at 19:00. It all takes place in Penzance’s spacious and elegant PZ Gallery, near the Lido, and will be open daily 10-4 until 2 December.
Mycelium moments
I knew the rain was not far away and that more than anything I wanted to be here. Feet naked to the ground, bare canvas on my knees and oil paints ready at my side. I sat and moved my hand, my brush, as my eyes moved over you. You are the sovereign cherry tree in St Mary’s churchyard, climbed by children (and myself), scampered upon by squirrels, touching and touched by all. I love you. And as I completed the visual record of this precious time with you the first fat raindrops were starting to fall, precursors of the wild and stormy night to come.
Portrait of my studio
I walk into this space and meet myself again. And these trees that I have sat with in the field and on the hillside, connecting with the wind that has drawn their branches into form, through my own breath, as I painted them there and then. And now, in the studio, clothing the feeling of them that lives in my body, with paint.
Willow
Autumnal sunlight and a stiff breeze tugging at the willow leaves, soon they will all have flown… My favourite paintbrush and a tube of black watercolour paint help me capture them on paper… They may become part of the twisting Madron Well pathway painting I am working on in the studio.
Twisting path
At the beginning of this new painting I went into nature to look, listen, breathe. And now with pages of drawings and one or two sprigs I revisit the pathway in dancing steps of paint. This one was a twisting path and I am open to some unexpected turns..
