art and sole

Unusually for me I’ve fallen in love with a pair of boots!

the busy bee…

…hath no time for sorrow’ is another Blake proverb my father gave me the benefit of in my childhood. Yesterday I learned a lot more about bees and their brilliant buzzing busy-ness.

different strokes

A shared aim between all the students was a wish to make marks in a different way – that is, other than those they’d been doing hitherto.

the eyes have it

I came down to earth with a bump: one minute looking up at the stars, the next tripping on something uneven, I was sprawled on the ground, knocked senseless.

mother nature, father time

Driving eastwards last night the magnificent perigee moon rose ahead of me beaming serenely in the indigo night sky, as though there’d been no torrents, storms and bluster during the day.

a list – but a good one!

Go and see the extraordinary work, sculpture even, of Jean Paul Gaultier at the Barbican.

Letting it all hang out

A billowing washing line has always made my heart sing. In the great sort-out that’s been going on at home this messy little sketch popped up,

Knot what it seems

I’ve seen several very beautiful pieces of shibori cloth lately – cloth whose resist patterns are made by areas tied or stitched and bound into the fabric before being dyed. Traditionally, all through the cold Japanese winter the ladies prepared the cloth…