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Wednesday, 27 February 2013

'Theatre Silentum Memorias'

We have put up the  exhibition, it has been called..
 'Nine Lives', 
It is firstly being shown at Slack Space, in Colchester, we are having a meet the artists evening this Friday from 7.30pm you are all welcome, come in spirit if you can't make it in body..
The exhibition is set up, and is looking wonderful, now you can finally get to see the completed work.. 
    Brief: An ordinary shoe box, to make nine artifacts in nine months that fit inside the box.
    The restraints:
    1 - Doll - Alice
    2 - Bundle of letters –
    Rolled poems and words, never to be told
    3 - Heart -
    An amulet
    4 - Pin cushion -
    Skull
    5 - Item of clothing – Child’s
    first shoe
    6 - A piece from a toy or game -
    Ark
    7 - Jewellery –
    Paper beaded necklace
    8 - A rattle –
    Sampler
    9 - A memento of a significant event –
    Memories trapped in Glass wax

    together with a Journal..
The story behind my heirloom box is not what it started out to be, after a lot of heart searching it became a box about Samantha and the memories of my beautiful girl. That is the reason for the box and why it is called  'Theatre of Silent Memories'.   
"Silent memories"? Because when you have lost someone so precious, those memories are your memories, and as family and friends forget that your grief still tears you apart a little more each day,  you stay silent... Enough Julie! Enough! Now to get on with the box.. 
 
1 - Doll - Alice
I have already introduced you to Alice and her alter ego the Cheshire Cat, she looks so innocent with those big innocent eyes, and the cat has a wicked grin that doesn't reach it's eyes at all..
I chose Alice in Wonderland Chapter 4, because this is when she gets stuck in the rabbits house...
.... when her eye fell upon a little bottle that stood near the looking- glass. There was no label this time with the words 'DRINK ME,' but nevertheless she uncorked it and put it to her lips. 'I know something interesting is sure to happen,' she said to herself, 'whenever I eat or drink anything; so I'll just see what this bottle does. I do hope it'll make me grow large again, for really I'm quite tired of being such a tiny little thing!' 
Alice is a metaphor for my daughter Samantha,when she was growing up always felt too tall, she also loved this passage when Alice gets stuck in the rabbits house. I also painted Alice's hair red, as was Samantha's.
 2- Bundle of letters – Rolled poems and words, never to be told
These are tied bundles of letters and poems things that I would have loved to have said and shared with my daughter.. Made from old papers, stained with coffee and vanilla tea wrapped tightly around a wooden skewer then wrapped with pale grey threads..
 
3 - Heart - An amulet
The Heart amulet was decided by a lucky find in a church yard a little shard of flint in the shape of a heart. What I have made is a 'breve' a textual amulet, these were placed in the cots of new the new born to protect them.  Tucked inside the breve is a little pocket in which holds a special prayer. The heart form chosen for what it signifies, a heart ripped out, but still pumping..
4 - Pin cushion - Skull
The Skull is a reminder of  death and mortality,  completed with hundreds of tiny pearls which are used as a metaphor for tears.. Each stitched on with the help of a magnifying glass and many a pricked fingerThe nose is from a broken necklace from the 1930's, the eye on the right is a strange old button, the left eye is half of a popper and the mouth is one half of a skirt fastener, the nearest thing I could get to a voice that can't be heard.
5 - Item of clothing – Child’s first shoe
A lost shoe is used as a metaphor for one of my children are missing.  Made from a tiny pattern found on the internet for a dolls shoe, made from calico then painted and finished with a cute button from the 1950's. All of my children had red shoes as their first shoes, another small link.
6 - A piece from a toy or game - Ark
The toy was the first item to be made. Simply made from an old cereal box and tissue paper, the ladder is from silver wire that I had brought many years ago.
Why an 'Ark', in ancient Egyptian mythology, mummies were buried with a boat in case of flood and a ladder to help them climb to the afterlife..

 7 - Jewellery – Paper beaded necklace
The necklace is made from some of Samantha's art work, the first time I have included any of my daughters art work in conjunction with in my own.  The pieces that I used where three small pieces of Samantha's water colour paper that looked as if she was testing colours for a new project.  I can't tell you how many tears I shed and how long it took me to pluck up the courage to cut into her work.. Sam would have probably thrown the paper away..
8 - A rattle – Sampler  
The rattle was a puzzling, my first instinct was to make it out of papier mache, but I had to include a sampler of some kind as in the brief.. Some months previously my son had given me a tiny tin that had held mints, he also gave me 22 ball bearings which was the age that Samantha was when she died.. These fitted in the tin perfectly and give an amazing sound.. So with needle and fine wool I designed the cover 'Pisces', my daughters birth sign for one side and a sampler of patterns on the other.. Stitched once again with the use of my wonderful magnifying glass.
 
9 - A memento of a significant event – Memories trapped in Glass wax
This was the hardest to do, my significant event became all of the events that were snatched away from me that we would never have together. To show this I used time,  trapped in the  glass wax are clocks, a key hole to signify things that can't be quite seen, and her age.. Just 22.  The wax glass is very fragile and small pieces break off easily this was perfect as the time we have with our children is so precious and we must make the most of every day as time chips away and precious moments pass without us noticing..

The Journal
 A hand made book which includes 9 lino prints one for each object in the box, as you open the book there is some of Samantha's handwriting from her dissertation.. I enlarged it to make it a little more abstracted in appearance.
 
 'Theatre Silentum Memorias'
 And here it is placed on a shelf at roughly eye level, together with the Journal and the book in which I worked out what, where and how I was going to make the heirloom box.

Nine artists, nine months, nine boxes. Meeting up once a month to discuss and develop the ideas for the nine pieces of work which each box would eventually contain. It was a journey like no other. A meeting of minds of friendships made, laughter and sorrow gently mixed together with the kindness of nine women.

Sunday, 29 July 2012

Saturday, 28 July 2012

On my work bench... This week

              The 'Cottager' ... A little brooch
 
A small painting waiting to be named, I can't decide I have two mulling around in my head.
And last night we went to my lovely friend's Sarah Smith (Work above) and Barbara Morrison (Work below)  Masters degree show at the Minories Gallery Colchester.
Finally , below, these two pieces where amazing
Cut Photographs by Steve Joyce
Sculptural installation by Alex Scarborough

For further pictures and information about the artists visit 'Masters at the Minories'.

Tuesday, 24 July 2012

The 'Bookbinder' and... The 'Small House'... Collectable Broches

'Blackbird'. The 'Small House'. The 'Book-binder', and 'Enjoyment'.
New one of a kind brooches in my shop. Designed and made by me using recycled card and vintage papers,  hand painted, finished with three coats of acrylic varnish and sometimes a little dutch gold.. And of course a brooch back.. 


Quickly uploaded these onto my bigcartel shop, (Click 'Small House' on the left). I've got to sort out etsy shop now.. I find etsy so long winded.. Takes me ages... and ages... and ages...

Sunday, 19 February 2012

Week 7. On my work bench....

Can you imagine my surprise when the postman knocked on the door the other morning, me... Still in my nighty and dressing gown..... He had a parcel.. For me, from nanagogo. The lovely Anne sent me these absolutely wonderful crochet fingerless gloves and scarf..  They are amazing and so beautifully made.
Anne had read my blog and sent me these wonderful items to keep me warm in the studio.. Thank you so much Anne I love them and can't thank you enough.x  I've worn them already and they work, no more cold hands.. Hurrah!
Now for the work table.. Learning how to make handmade books..So exciting.. I love it.. I've used some of my old prints for the pages..
 I don't know all of the correct terms yet, but I'm loving the process..
I think that these are called folio's... I shall explain more after Tuesday when I learn how to do the next bit, and learn the proper names for the stages..
 The other thing that I've been working on is another display for my work.. This one still has the pins in it, so keen I tried it out... Patience is not one of my vertues..
Here is the finished stand... I'm quite pleased with it considering that its made from cardboard shoe box and some old fabric that I've nearly thrown away a dozen times.
To finish.....  A picture of the fishing boats in the dock... Just down the road from where I live... Lots and lots of mud.. We have plenty of it around here.

Thursday, 2 February 2012

I am a goodess. In socks. With work for sale..

 
 'Haughty'
Just a quick post as It is freezing.. My hand is so cold.. 
Probably due to the nerve being cut...  So painful, the cold exacerbates the problem.
BBC weather suggesting  -5 tonight.. SOCKS in bed for definite..
.. I am a goddess in socks.. 

Thursday, 10 November 2011

Flying in formation...

First, a flock of robins..
...Then decided that I needed an 'alternative' Christmas bird...
One wearing a flying hat.. What do you think?  


Tuesday, 1 November 2011

Doll house

 'Doll houses'.. 
I've no time to tell the story of these girls today, I'll let them do the talking, that's if they want to of course.

Friday, 2 September 2011

An angel.. A postcard update .... And dates for Open studio's...

I have been working on a project which I'd tentatively started a few weeks ago, you might remember some little hand made dresses which I'd pinned to my notice board a few weeks ago that I called  developing wings . At the same time I met an artist called Barbara Morrison who asked me to help her with her MA by making two postcards for the project she was working on... Which I was delighted to take part in.  I continued to run with the theme which was developing, I called the post cards..'Lost children'   

The work has continued to develop... It's been very therapeutic as I've been trying to get my head around all the sadness that I've been struggling with.
'The sad angel' is all part of this work, she just needed to be made...
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Postcard project update:  The 'Lost children' have arrived safely... Amazingly in one piece.. Good old Royal Mail..
'Whisper'                          'Breath'
These were the two I sent to Barbara and in return she has sent me...
 'In my dreams I can dance still'
There are so many layers to this piece, the photo does not do it justice.. I am so excited about how this project is going to develop.. I'll let you know as soon as I have any news.
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OPEN STUDIOS happens in a couple of weeks, I've popped a link in the top left hand corner, so just click for times dates, maps etc..
I would love to see you.. Please come for a chat, I might be able to find you a cup of tea and a biscuit if your lucky...