my journal is my best friend.
I love this mans stall at our monthly carboot sale. He had loads of 17th,18th and 19th century lids , he has less now that I found them.
making shadow trees(from humble bits of dried plant findings) to draw from yesterday in the precarious autumn light in my beautiful studio.
beata beatrix
still one of the most affecting paintings for me, even in this black and white book reproduction.The painting is by Gabriel Rossetti it is a memory tribute painting of his recently deceased wife elisabeth siddal (the famous ophelia model and artist and muse)
I love that he painted her transfiguration of spirit,because as you know , I like things like that.
dear margot fonteyn and her legend swan headdress, reminds me of when I made ballet headresses many years ago.
all is going well for me , I am preparing for a proposal for a show , it has taken me the best part of this year , the deeper I wish to go with my work the longer the search yet the lighter I wish it all to look and feel.
I often think of the people that I have communicated with over the years here , it feels like I am writing just for the air , but yet I know someone is out there,even if its only me.