Wednesday, 30 July 2008

Oh' the wanderlust is on me....

...And tonight I strike the trail, And the morning sun will find me, In the lovely Carrick vale...


Chorus (now youse'll a' sing along wi' me!):

"We'll swing along to a hiking song, on the highway winding west, Tramping highland glens and bracken bens, to greet the Isles we love the best".

It was a real pleasure this morning to hear the extra weight of a moleskine plopping through the letterbox. And even better to open it and read the continuing story of places and destinations with maps to show me the way!

Hedgelea Park looks a wonderful place to live out there in the countryside, but no matter where we live we all can still be part of a (virtual) artistic community.

Now how on earth do I follow Lorraine's pastoral peacefulness? Ha - there's the germ of an idea!
Hold onto your seats for we may be about to take a bit of a detour to another destination!!!!!

Sunday, 27 July 2008

Lindsey's moly on the move again.


Lindsey's moly will be winging it's way to David in East Kilbride, first thing in the morning.

Here is a sneak peak of what I've done.

Saturday, 26 July 2008

Brian's book - theme: Stretch

Gesa Helm's work in Brian's book - theme: Stretch
Brian's book contains coloured pencil sketches of his local landscape, followed by the same of Ireland by Lorraine, a visit to the carnival with David and continues with these fabulous sketches of the Isle of Eigg by Gesa.

hmmm sorry Gesa - that looks rather too blue onscreen - imagine it greener please everyone!



I really like the loose gestural marks, catching the feel of the scrubby highland grass, old stone wall, rocks and scree. There's an interesting write up on the back as well about how the mist controlled how much could be seen - how far the horizon stretched - just to the stone wall? or to the cairn? always changing.

I love wild places. I travelled a lot in Scotland as I lived there for a few years but I never made it to the islands and always wanted to.


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Lorraine's book - theme CLOSE

Gesa's work in Lorraine's book - theme: Close

This book is looking so good! it starts off with a coloured pencil drawing by Lorraine of her beloved garden, closely followed by a loving couple in the undergrowth by David and then this lovely Joan Eardley inspired image by Gesa over 4 pages.

I love Joan Eardley's work - both her Glasgow tenement children and her lovely abstracted landscapes.




details



These are so lively and the photos don't do them justice - the mix of collage and painterly marks, glazes and scumbles of paint need to be seen in real life.

I'm going to have to wait ages for the next one I think :>(

I can't wait to see what else has been happening to mine :>)

and on to another post about Brian's book ....

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Monday, 21 July 2008

A bit of stretching

... before I pack this up to send to Vivien, I realised that I haven't posted David's entry on this one.
Here it is: arms up in the air, there's a bit more peopleing going on in the STRETCH moley now. The place where I stayed last week, and had the moley with me, didn't have that many people around, but plenty of sheep. I'll post a teaser of that on my blog, but you can see the first couple of centimetres here, too :)

David's entry in Brian's STRETCH moley

Sunday, 13 July 2008

close up of dancing poppies




details to show what is collage and what is paint or pencil as David asked which bits were collage .
Here are elements blown up to much larger than life size and sharpened/sharpen edges/increase contrast- ed to show the edges more clearly. They don't show as much in real life and are of course much smaller. I think you can see here what elements are used where.

I love the popettes jiving comment David! what a way with words :>D

Saturday, 12 July 2008

Dance by Vivien

Here are Vivien's dancing poppy heads. They jiggle on their stiff, hairy stems, nodding nervously, shedding petals. If you listen very carefully you can even hear their quiet rattle as they dry in the sun. I knew the moment I saw them what was I was going to add. Dancing in the same field, as the crows swoop overhead. The dance is infectious in this Moley.