Friday, 26 June 2015

The poetry of decay

So here I am by the sea again, this time in Eastbourne, on this great four-day course with Christine Chester at Studio 11. The course, developed by Christine and Jo Lovelock, is all about creating exciting surfaces for stitch and mixed media work, exploring decaying and weathered surfaces and using them as inspiration. We have a limited palette - black, white and brown/rust - but that is the only limitation. The ideas, processes and inspiration are endless, and Christine is an extremely knowledgeable and generous tutor. I haven't had time (for which read 'I haven't remembered - I've been too wrapped up in the doing'!) to take many photos, but here are a few for starters ....

Stacks of cards with their first processes - marks, flat 'colour', beginning to distress the surfaces at the end of day one. It's all about layering ....

And this is the drop sheet - happy accidents always worth saving.

Real live rust and decay on Eastbourne pier ('it's closing in five minutes, you won't have time to walk to the end AND take photos' - this from the guy who was locking up - don't think he could work out why I was photographing the lamp posts!) 

Great sky!

More later - I'll remember to take more photos tomorrow!

Sunday, 19 April 2015

Picture this: sea textures

Love these - should have brought a sketch book ...

Saturday, 18 April 2015

Spring break

We're having a brief weekend break in Lyme Regis, and enjoying some beautiful spring weather - sunny but quite cold and breezy (not that that stopped the three teenagers swimming in the sea at Lyme at 7.30 this evening -rather them than me!). 

We've had a packed day, with breakfast at the Town Mill bakery, a day spent mooching around the street market and antiques centre in Bridport, a visit to my friend Kate Dowty's exhibition in Eype church arts centre and then a walk up to Golden Cap for stunning views in all directions over Lyme Bay.

Only one photo at the moment as my phone battery died (proper camera left at home in our haste to get away). Doesn't really do it justice. 

And some of Lyme from this morning ...

 The view from the apartment: first thing and later on

And from the other window ... You can just see the Cobb through the trees

And down on the sea front

Couldn't resist the smuggler's passage!