and so it starts

The start of a journey.

Close ups of work in progress.

Learning

Learning to see again.

When I paint I don't draw.

It is all in my head, and on a good day just unfolds as I go along. 

My next challenge I have given myself is to see again.

Putting pencil to paper and learning to look.

Back to basics I suppose.

This is mad

This is so mad.

I love it.

Glithero made a flammable paint the type you would use on a match stick.

Just like a chemistry experiment I can imagine them sitting round a kitchen table, 

mixing their potions then setting it alight.

See the whole film here.

Glithero

I also have a desire to have a go at Cyanotype printing once spring comes around.

I have aspirations of mixing the two chemicals together, 

painting the liquid onto massive pieces of watercolour paper 

and exposing my wedding dress to the sun.

Sounds easy right?

I am not so sure, but I think it will be fun to have a go.

I might get the kids to lie on the paper to, see what we get!

Glithero make these lovely tiles you can see more here.

And I would recommend you look here to see them making amazing blueware vases.

Seriously loving

DRIES VAN NOTEN SS 2012  via franklyesoteric

Emilia Arana via contemporary cloth

Seriously loving the colours and style of these.

This year I wanted to move away from butterflies and back into movement and the flow of a piece.

A bit like when I first picked up a paintbrush, and some how it all just felt right for me.

I had no idea what I was doing, I just went with the movement of it.

It became a feeling and some how it worked.

This year is going to be journey.

So there, I have said it.

Now I just have to go and do it.

Mister Finch

My love for Mister Finch grows.

Mr Moth arrived this morning

no time was wasted knocking a hole in the wall.

LOVE HIM.

Bla de blah

I have to raise the question.

Have you seen your partner skip?

Yes that is correct, 

you did hear me,

skip.

One foot in front of the other,

up there,

somewhere in the air.

I had to laugh,

I could not help myself.

He was so high,

holding the hand of our boy.

In all our years together,

I have only just seen this sight.

Now I ask of you,

go skip,

hold a partner and feel the joy.

Go on,

up there, high.

Be sure to be behind,

so you will see.

and be careful as like me,

you might laugh so much you pee.

hee hee

Hello blog, I have missed you.

I have found comfort in the baking, 

and entertaining folds of motherhood.

It took me away to a far off land, 

but now I am back.

Contented.

Ready to start a new.

This year feels fresh, perhaps every new start feels like this.

Some how this feels different.

Alive.

Happy Belated 2012, I hope it brings you many smiles and happy memories x