Delighted to say that you can buy my tiny handmade facebooks at The House of Illustration shop near King's Cross. They are handmade and bound, printed on cotton rag paper with archival inks: £10.00 each.
Showing posts with label diaries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label diaries. Show all posts
Friday, 5 January 2018
Tuesday, 2 January 2018
Tuesday 2nd January 2018
We have entered 2018. Here's the last of the monthly flower paintings: December 2017
Looking forward to this year - hope you are too!
Labels:
art,
diaries,
diary,
drawing,
family,
flowers,
loss,
memories,
memory,
my work,
oil painting,
painting,
paintings,
still life
Wednesday, 4 October 2017
4th October 2017
I am spending this year making work about my life before and with our eldest daughter Bronwen and how she continues to be a huge influence on my life, long after she died.
Here's a picture based on my memory of Bronwen's kindergarten.
And here's a picture of our wedding day complete with baby Bronwen, aged one.
Labels:
art,
bereavement,
childhood,
diaries,
expressionism,
family,
loss,
memory,
my work,
painting,
sadness
Monday, 2 October 2017
2 October 2017
Been ages since I've written anything here. Here's a picture of an oil painting I made a couple of days ago for September:
and here's one I made a month ago for August:
Here's a photograph of the flowers drying on the table so that I can sew them into a bag and keep them safe. I want to keep each of the bunches of flowers in its own bubble for as long as possible. I now have a white bag of dead flowers for each of the flower paintings. Not sure what for - at the moment all the flower bags are in a carrier bag labelled "Please do not throw away these dead flowers."
and here's one I made a month ago for August:
Here's a photograph of the flowers drying on the table so that I can sew them into a bag and keep them safe. I want to keep each of the bunches of flowers in its own bubble for as long as possible. I now have a white bag of dead flowers for each of the flower paintings. Not sure what for - at the moment all the flower bags are in a carrier bag labelled "Please do not throw away these dead flowers."
I'm also saving all the jugs and keeping them apart from the rest of the household vases. Not sure whether anybody in the family will notice that all the vases are slowly disappearing - I'm trying to leave a few obvious ones but they are looking very tempting.
A small selection of limited edition prints of flowers are available here:
I am still writing and drawing about my childhood and early life, including our daughter Bronwen who died a few days before her sixth birthday many years ago. I'm hoping to acknowledge and celebrate her and also to examine some of the ways that her life changed our lives. I am fascinated by the way memory is fluid and I am sure that my childhood memories have been affected by my experiences with my own children.
Labels:
art,
August,
autumn,
diaries,
diary,
family,
my work,
oil painting,
painting,
paintings,
September,
still life




