I’ve finally got around to starting a new linocut – of the ice rink at Canary Wharf.
The idea is to keep it fairly monochromatic, with some small flashes of colour provided by the skaters.
Well, that’s the idea – but those bright colours have a habit of sneaking in all over the place anyway…..
Monthly Archives: November 2010
Printmaking Today
I am featured in the current issue of Printmaking Today, a quarterly magazine which includes articles on printmaking techniques and materials and reviews of exhibitions and workshops.
My article is titled Urban Theatre and is part of the long-running series called Artist’s Eye. In it I discuss my growing interest in the people that occupy my urban landscapes – unmissable!
Jags Art fair
Just to say that all of us at Halfmoon Studio will be showing on individual stands at Jags Art Fair in Dulwich this weekend (Saturday 13th Nov 11-5 and Sunday 14th 11-4).
Details on how to get there are here
Hope to see you there!
Image shown is First Edition, oil on linen
Winter Solstice
Studio Fairytale
Once upon a time, there were two honest and hardworking artists called Susie and Sonia. They toiled away in a very spacious printmaking studio called Half Moon in South London – and here is a picture as it was in the olden days.
In the years that followed, another artist, Martin, joined them, followed shortly by a little Jack Russell terrier called Nipper ( whose name is quite apposite but that’s another story…)
Next to join this merry band in Brixton were two more hardworking and honest printmakers Louise and Gail, who were then followed by a third, Karen, squeezed in some time later
Of course, this was not the end of their story as we all know that principal characters never seem to learn anything from their various predicaments and carelessly carry on making the same mistakes over and over again.
So, consequently a little shih tzu called Tommy and a huge standard poodle called Casper also felt compelled to daily undertake the long, arduous journey into this crowded studio from far-flung corners of South London.
So, children, the moral of this story is that no building can expand outwards, however much important stuff (and printmakers and dogs) we feel we need to cram into them but it doesn’t matter – we keep trying anyway.
(And that’s a kind of happy ending….)