Archive for February, 2009

Everything stops for tea, even me!

Posted in DESIGN, TEAPOTS - A HOMAGE TO UNUSUAL TEAPOTS with tags , , on February 21, 2009 by echostains
Camel teapot totally impractical but I LOVE IT!

Camel teapot totally impractical but I LOVE IT!

I was going to do some more of my Altered art book today, but I’ve been too busy and just haven’t had the time.  This is a quick post.  I just haven’t stopped today, except for a cup of tea that is.  I don’t drink coffee, I like the smell of it, and I don’t mind the taste, but it makes me thirsty lol!  I am a tea addict, I drink LOADS of it!  I used to collect tea pots, I have quite a few.  My favorite ones are my Tony Woods ones.  Here are a few; –

Sphinx teapot by Tony Woods, shhhh its a secret
Sphinx teapot by Tony Woods, shhhh its a secret

This one is a Staffordshire one I got from the amazing Teapot World in Conwy North Wales.  I have about 50 teapots.  I make my tea with a teabag in a cup……..it’s very sad.

Staffordshire fisherman-teapot-

Staffordshire fisherman-teapot-

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Clear the Decks and burn ‘em!

Posted in HOME, LIVING IN THE PAST: NOSTALGIA with tags , , on February 20, 2009 by echostains

good old coal fire

good old coal fire

Over the last couple of days we have been having a big clear out.  The rubbish we accumulate is amazing, also a bit frightening!  WHY?  We have now made several trips to the rubbish dump.  At out particular dump (I’ll call it ‘tip’ so as not to get confused with our house), everything is so orderly.  There is a space for everything: wood, metal and electricals, white ware, glass, even clothes.  Why can’t my home be like that?  We have burned a lot of stuff on the fire, especially paper.  Now this made me think of the days when we all had coal fires.  There was hardly anything in the bins, even the veg peelings were chucked on the fire.  I think that that could be the trouble nowadays.  There’s not many ways of getting rid of rubbish apart from tipping it.  The binmen are very careful about what they take now.  Even charity shops are careful about what they take, especially soft furnishings like suites, which have to have flame retardent.  Even wooden furniture has to have this now or they won’t take it.  This happened to a relative who ended chopping up a beautiful dining table and upholstered chairs.  I dare say someone would have been very glad of them…but alas no takers.  People become suspicious about getting something for nothing, it appears.

My Surfaces: Drawing journal ‘Gilding the Lily’

Posted in ART, MY SURFACES with tags , , , , , , on February 19, 2009 by echostains
journal-front

journal-front

I love doodling with gold and silver ink pens, somehow the drawing just grows and grows, and I get more and more carried away!  This is good in a sense as it is free expression.  It must be said though that it doesn’t do to be too free.  I feel there must always be a raison d’etre: an underlying reason behind what I do and that work like this must be balanced by more disciplined work: more control.  As my work progresses I have come to realise that my concerns reveal a dichotomy: control and automatism.

detail 1

detail 1

Media used; silver and gold ink gel pens, inks, acrylics

journal--detail-

journal--detail-

Links for my other surfaces ;

Printmaking  journal

Life Drawing journal

Armageddon journal (project)

Ceramics journal

Incoming traffic? Seems like theres no parking here

Posted in ART, ART HISTORY, DESIGN, LIVING IN THE PAST: NOSTALGIA, MY SURFACES, WORDS AND COMMUNICATIONS, WRITING AND BLOGGING with tags , , , , , on February 18, 2009 by echostains

 

Well this is my 80th post in  82 days.  I can’t understand why I’m not getting more traffic.  I have followed the advice to blog every day, and I do.  Don’t get me wrong, I ENJOY doing it, but it’s a bit disheartening when I’ve put time and effort into a post and I don’t get many hits, knowing that it will soon be relegated into my archives, never to see the light of day probably ever again. 

titanic-collage 2003

titanic-collage 2003

 

But perversity is my middle name, so I plod on…and on and on and on.  The collage  was made with tissue on silver card, the scratching, a form of communication: the lights from life reflected into the darkness.  Well, that cheered me up lol!

Transcription ‘Snow White and her Stepmother’ by Paula Rego continued Pages 14

Posted in ART, TRANSCRIPTION with tags , , , , on February 17, 2009 by echostains

Continuing my Transcription ‘Snow White and her Stepmother by Paula Rego: Page 14

page14

page14

 

More experiments with tone. (p.14)

page-15

page-15

I drew this image over and over again until I really knew my way around it!   This is one of the early acquaintances….. (p.15)

I then cut and re arranged the image, then extracted a section that seemed to contain  rhythm (p.16 – 17)

page-16

page-16

 

More shapes start to emerge…(pages 18 and 19)

pages-18-and-19

pages-18-and-19

By cutting and rearranging coloured photographs of the image, I then attempted to paint the new composition using water colour paint….

pages-20-and-21

pages-20-and-21

 

To be continued…

These are the other pages so far:

Page 1 – 5

Page 6 – 13

Art I LOVE Brian McGuire ‘Foundation Stones’

Posted in ART, FAVORITE ART: Art I LOVE with tags , , , , on February 16, 2009 by echostains
brian-maguire-Foundation Stones

brian-maguire-Foundation Stones

This painting moved me in a unerving way.  It is a painting by the Irish artist Brian McGuire, and I saw it at the Dublin Art Gallery a few years ago.

The experience is like looking through a long tunnel or corridor type room.  But it is the use of the green and yellow that conveys the feeling of an echo, fluttering like a moth, rebounding off the surface.  The eye has no easy resting place and darts round the picture, instead of taking the easy way out through the tunnel.  There’s a feeling of ‘waiting’: not exactly resignation.  In a sense you feel that these ‘people’ or presences are not really there – and – incidentally is there really a pathway down the corridor?  Is that a person sat in a chair? or indeed, a chair at all with a sheet draped over it?  There is a sense of past inhabitants, passing on, leaving only their ghosts essences behind.  A sort of limbo ensues.

This painting also has a voice.  It echoes down this corridor: one of many voices: snatches of imperceptible conversations all vying for attention.

bacon_study1953

 

A few years ago, when the Tate Modern had just opened, another life changing experience occurred, this time in the Francis Bacon gallery.  To see his paintings collectively is an almost psychic experience.  There is such a physical force emanating from these canvasses that is beyond paint.  It is alchemical, the sensation I would also liken to static electricity.

What do these painting have in common?

head-of-gerda-boehm-auerbach

head-of-gerda-boehm-auerbach

Frank Auerbach

tapies-this-is-a-body

tapies-this-is-a-body

Tapies

The answer is not how realistically portrayed the ‘figurative’ or recognisable  the images are – but the immediacy, the direct personal contact and impact these paintings have with me.  But there are differences between these experiences.  Each ‘grabs’ but collectively, Bacon overwhelms.

Altered art book page 18 Heaviness is not always Metal

Posted in ALTERED ART, ART, DESIGN, MY ALTERED ART BOOK PAGES, MY SURFACES, WORDS AND COMMUNICATIONS, WRITING AND BLOGGING with tags , , , , on February 15, 2009 by echostains

page18

page18

Continuing my Altered art book with page 18, I am continuing with the ‘junk’ theme.  On page 17 I looked at the connoctations of the word ‘junk’, exploring drugs and  assemblage (disgarded stuff used to evoke memories).  On this page is an image of a hand made machine.  I don’t know what it is, I just picked it because it looked like it would revolve (which fitted in with the text).  Don’t forget, a lot of these images and words were chosen a long time ago, and the original reason has been forgotten.  The text on this page reads as follows: –

He stared down at the machine

The machine began to revolve

a gritty roaring sound like the ocean dragging pebbles

soaked up by a piece of blotting paper

page-18-detail

page-18-detail

page17-18

page17-18

It made me think about other pieces of junk.  Junk that we carry around with us: unwanted thoughts, blind beliefs, superstitions, paraphanalia which we don’t really need but which we are frightened of letting go of because ‘something bad’ may happen.

forevertron-park-heavy
forevertron-park-heavy

The machinery part of the text put me in mind of this place ‘Forevertron’ Wisconsin USA, the biggest scrap metal sculpture in the world.  Its inventor Dr Evermore sounds quite a character…….

From construction to destruction.  In 2001 London artist Michael Landy destroyed all his possessions in the name of art.  He shredded and granulated everything, and I mean everything, including his credit cards: everything.  This took place in an Old C & A store in London and lasted 2 weeks.  The exhibition was called ‘Break Down’ and by the time the exhibtion ended Landy was left with his cat and girlfriend.  Why did he do it?  Apparently it was a statement about Consumerism and more…This is what he said at the time:-

“I see this as the ultimate consumer choice. Once Break Down has finished, a more personal break down, will commence – life without my self-defining belongings.”

michael-landy-breakdown-201

michael-landy-breakdown-201

For more about Landy

Media used; inks, photocopy image, printed paper

All the pages so far here