Gathering the threads.

My world is busy. And yes, that IS what I usually say when I haven't been bothered to blog for a while. But in my defence, there really has been a LOT going on!

The big thing in my world right now is donkey painting. And no, as some people seem to think, that has nothing to do with a new sideline in animal portraiture. Ever heard of "Cow Parades?" Well my little home town is doing its own version. But with donkeys. Naturally. And I have managed to blag painting one of them. I have enjoyed it more than I expected to, and will naturally share the pictures of the donkey when he is finished.

I have begun the sort out of my studio space. I had to, to accommedate the four legged visitor who is currently residing there.

My flat is on the market. We are now playing the waiting game, which I HATE.

I have an exhibition booked for September.

My fabric is nearly finished.

Ruby is CRAWLING and nearly walking. That on its own would keep me busy enough.

Knitting. Ah! Another scarf finished. And now I am knitting little pieces on massive needles, which I intend to use on a canvas somehow.

My brain is not working too good at the moment. Pictures to follow. (not of my brain you understand, but of all the creative things I have mentioned here. I thank you)

My red room

We are soon going to be selling up our flat. (Hopefully) I feel very ambivilent about selling, as I LOVE my flat, but without any kind of outdoors space, it doesn't work with The Rubester.

A few years ago, the original plan was to sell up, move to New Zealand for a few years, maybe permenantly. The inlaws got involved with the DIY. Its a long story, involving a crash in the housing market hence us not selling, but put it this way, there was a lot of heartache, a couple of arguments, and I learnt a lot about why it is NOT A GOOD IDEA to mix DIY with inlaws. The process of doing it up forced me to fall a little bit out of love with the place, but I am still very attached. However, with putting it up to sell again, I must begin the process of letting go, and this post is part of that process for me. So. Here is the story of why I fell in love with the place. Its the story of my red room....

I remember viewing the flat. We swore we would never live in a flat again after spending an unhappy month in the company of the abusive, slightly violent neighbour from hell in our old flat. Then the details of this flat came through. What the hell! I thought, I'm NEVER going to buy it, but it looks pretty, so lets be nosy! We were being shown around, and I liked it, then we were taken into the bedroom. And I fell head over heals in love with the deep red bedroom. I had always wanted a bedroom the EXACT shade this one was painted, but in the wrong room the colour would be massivley oppresive. I fell in love instantly. I never knew this was possible with just a flat! I knew we had to live there..... and the rest is history.




I remember when I lost my battle to keep the room red (Magnolia FUCKING SELLS FLATS apparently, despite my argument that it would make the room more than a little souless), I painted this image at Studio Upstairs one day in response. I Still love it, and may well frame it in the next place I live to remind me of this flat that I loved.


But it it time to move on....

Commission Update..... TANTALISINGLY nearly there!

There has been lots rumbling in my world which has led me away from all things creative, but I am back on track, and trying to get my commission finished. Here is the latest design for the fabric.

It still needs tweaking, I need to make the linking sections out of wire rather than draw them on freehand in photoshop, I need to re-photograph all the pictures and wire work on a much better camera and make the image PERFECT, but it nearly there. I sent the emails off to Laura , and the feedback I receieved was extremely positive, so I am really pleased. And relieved, as I want it finished now! The buzz of doing new work has now worn off. And I am looking forward to being paid in handbags.... nice!

Getting my knit on....

One of my 52 challenges this year was to knit a scarf....

I can now tick that one off the list!!


















I was round at Camillas house as it was her turn to host the evening knitting group when I finished it, and there was an actual ripple of applause from those assembled when I announced the completion of my first ever knitting project!

The buzz I got from finishing my first ever project was bigger than I expected, and I am not totally hooked (as it were...) So much so that I am half way through another scarf.... this time more complex. And photos to follow.

OOOOOOO! Get me!

Studio SPACE

Phew!

I've just been so busy lately there has been no time to post here. Some of my busy-ness has been art related, but most not. On Mothers day, one of my treats was for Ruby to hang out with her daddy for most of the afternoon so I could put in some uninterrupted time up at my studio. It was MUCH needed. I have been up there quite a lot recently what with the commission, but its been ages since I have done anything for myself. This time, I was completely concentrating on my own stuff, and it felt really liberating. A new painting came out which I really like, plus, as I was up there on my own, I was dancing a round like a lunatic to my Ipod with nobody to see. And, as I was leaving, I took this photo, which doesn't quite do justice to how beautiful the evening was. I really have the best located studio ever, and feel very lucky.

Tagged Too....

I have been tagged by Camilla!

This is what it means to play the game...

1. open your first photo folder in your computer library.
2. scroll to the 10th photo
3. post the photo and the story behind it
4. tag 5 or more people to continue the thread














When I was in my final year at university, my housemate at the time collered me one morning before lectures and told me that she wanted me to pop into town with her before we went in. To get a pregnancy test kit.....

The rest of this tale belongs to her and is a little private so is not my story to tell. Needless to say, it was a very emotionally charged experience living with a pregnant woman for most of the duration of her pregnancy, and bonded me to her like cement. It was such a special/scary/stressful/life altering time for her, and I experienced it upclose and personal.

The photo shows my man with my housemates daughters. The taller girl is the little person who I began to get to know as I felt her kicking my housemates ever expending belly! I was the first person on earth to know of her existance other than my housemate when she confided in me. I felt extremely privilledged.

I love the photo, as it shows that little person all grown up. The photo makes me feel rather old! It also makes me smile, as it reminds me of how both little girls took a real shine to my man on that day. I sat back and watched as he entertained them and let them bash around on his beloved piano with only the most imperceptible of twitches. It made me realise that my man was pretty good with kids. And it sparked me thinking about whether it was time to start thinking about bringing our own kids into the world.

And LOOK what happened from that train of thought....

Wow! Deep!

And now a confession. That photo was the tenth from the second photo album in my computer library. But the first album only had 9 photos. I toyed with the idea of using the 9th photo



















but I am afraid I was very drunk when it was taken, and I have absolutley no idea who the afro-wigged man is.....

Also, I haven't tagged anyone else as all the people I would have tagged have already been got!

Repeating myself

The background Laura has chosen to go with is this one.


















The shape she has chosen to go with is this one.














Now to get the background manipulated so that it can be repeated and printed onto fabric.

SIGH! My photoshop skills are really not that crash hot!