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Category Archives: sculpture
I wonder if this sculpture is a candidate for Silly Saturday.
Is it silly, clever, fun, crazy?
Knitted Sculpture by Jiaxi Li
One of the exhibits at the Harrogate Knitting and Stitching Show.
I love the idea and the colours and can only imagine how much experimentation went into working out how to create a self-supporting knitted sculpture of the fireplace. I hope it finds the right home.
I am certainly interested in seeing more work by this artist.
Eucalyptus clippings and self-seeded wallflowers in a glass vase and a little found shrimp paste pot; an old brick found on the beach, and put in the fire to clean off the black tar; a vintage plough share, washed and waxed with furniture wax, and some rusty old sheep wire formed into a spiral.
I was walking along a farm track with my daughter and her three children a couple of weeks ago and spied a piece of rust embedded in the chalk and rubble of the track. (Not this track but one very similar – this photo was taken on Friday)
Oooh Rust! I cried! and bent down to try to pick it up. I couldn’t get the piece out, so said I would come back another day to retrieve it and bring a tool to work it free. The children were determined to get it out for me, and with some sticks and stones they only took about 5 minutes to free it. I always have my rucksack with me, which was just as well as it was heavy to carry home.
A precious (well to me anyway) piece of farming history. My son-in-law recognised it as a single furrow plough share, from the horsedrawn era and spent a bit of time looking online to see if he could identify it more precisely. It might have come from something like this one.
Just the sort of plough that my Grandfather would have walked behind on his farm in West Dorset.
So the working title for this little sculpture is ‘Snailien’.
What does it look like to you? What would you call it?
and this is Miss E (13) having her first welding lesson from her Dad, what a cool Dad he is!
Oh my! Better than diamonds – this makes me so happy.
This is a great fat rainbow I saw on my walk on Friday – it looked so much closer and bigger in reality. Maybe there is a pot of rust at the end of it! 😉
❤ 🙂 ❤
It is the last month of The Stitchbook Collective and this month’s box of goodies is all about weaving.
and as if by magic
it fits perfectly on the Stitchbook page.
It needs a backing to cushion the spikes of the rusty barbed wire.
As I was doing the weaving with yarn, I wondered whether it would work with just bits of metal woven through linen thread. I have to admit, I am thrilled with this one.
I am not quite sure how to mount it, but I am just enjoying it as is for now.
When Little Miss M (8) saw my weaving she asked if she could have a go, so I made two more looms for our afternoon by the lake.
We collected reeds and other bits and pieces, and she sat on her paddle board to weave
and together we made our diptych entitled ‘An afternoon by the lake’
I am planning to mount them in a box frame when they have fully dried.
Joining Kate and her merry band of scrappers for Scrap Happy Day
Kate, Gun, Titti, Heléne, Eva, Sue, Lynn, Lynda,
Birthe, Turid, Susan, Cathy, Tracy, Jill, Claire, Jan,
Moira, Sandra, Linda, Chris, Nancy, Alys, Kerry, Claire, Jean,
Joanne, Jon, Hayley, Dawn, Gwen, Connie, Bekki, Pauline,
Sue L, Sunny, Kjerstin and Vera
Anyone who has been reading this blog for a while will know how much I loathe housework, but these are strange times! Today found me actually wanting to give the bathroom a thorough going over!
As I was putting things back on the windowsill, I realised that every item has a special memory or significance to me.
Left to right:
There is an Umbrella plant, that I grew from a root cutting given to me by a dear friend who I see only rarely nowadays. She is currently staying somewhere in deepest India, unable to return home due to the transport system in that country being under lockdown. The glass bowl it sits in, has been with me since I got married in 1972, nothing special, not beautiful, but it has become an old familiar friend.
In a little pot next to it are some honeysuckle cuttings, waiting to see if they grow roots, so that I can give some little plants to my daughter as requested.
The fish shaped little dish holds a bumble bee that sadly died in my bathroom, I know Little Miss M (7) would love to see it, so I am keeping it for when she is able to come into my house again.
The clay dolphin was made by Miss E when she was about 8. I took her to some wonderful sculpture and stone-carving worshops when she was being homeschooled.
I bought the brass incense burner with the Ohm symbol when I was travelling in 1994 and visiting Buddhist communities all round the world – such powerful memories. It reminds me of chanting in the echoing valleys of the Himalaya Mountains.
The scallop shell was given to me by my neighbour, who is a diver, and brings me yummy scallops in the summer. The shells it holds all come from the beaches of my beloved Pembrokeshire, collected on my month in a treehouse by the sea.
Sea glass, collected on my local beaches, in times gone by.
A collection of tiny white pebbles – there is something so beautiful about them.
The twisted piece of wire with beads: this was a spiral Christmas decoration I had been making with my grandchildren
One of them sat in the bathroom, and after the twins came to stay – I found this one had been just too tempting to resist – I rather like the resulting tiny wire sculpture.
The jam jar has more honeysuckle cuttings,
and the shell on the right was given to me by my Mum when I was a teenager.
A whole lot of family, friends and memories on that tiny windowsill.
Do you have similar little collections about the house?
Look what I found, hanging in my fig tree!
My wonderful son-in-law is a farmer and he was clearing away an old rusty fence. Knowing how much I love rust, he wrapped some into a Dreamcatcher for me and hung it in my Fig Tree.
He also left another bundle of rust for me to cut up and use.
I am so delighted with the thought and the time he put into this in his busy day.
When I thanked him for the time, the thought, the gift, he said, “I like supporting your crazy arty-crafty ways”!
How lucky am I!
Antony Gormley is one of my creative heroes. In the video at the end of this RA link about the exhibtion and he says that ‘the viewer is the subject of the show’. Worth listening to.
When I go to see an art exhibition I usually whizz round to get a sense of the whole, then I go back and spend time with the pieces I’m drawn to, then I go round again and take photos of the pieces,
then I go round again and notice how other people are interacting with the exhibits
This is one of my favourite things to do
Here is an excellent review by Studio International
I hope you enjoyed people watching with me.
At a few exhibitions recently I have started to take photos of people who go with the paintings they are viewing and then I came across this amazing post about Stefan Draschan’s work, take a look – fascinating.
You might know that I am drawn to all things Japanese (here are some links to my posts about my trip to Japan in 2015) and have been most of my adult life. So when I saw a course at a highly respected art school entitled Abstract Painting and Wabi Sabi I just had to book a place.
You can Google ‘Wabi Sabi’ to find a definition and will get a few different results, I fear it might lose something in translation but in the context of abstract works of art this is my own best shot: the Japanese concept of Wabi Sabi, briefly/loosely translated as the celebration of materials and imperfection, leaving things unfinished for the viewer to complete it in their own experience of the piece.
I learnt by doing, that it is also about immersing oneself in the materials, the properties of the materials and about how ones body and inner senses respond to the materials.
To fit all this in I stayed in an Air BnB in Horsham in West Sussex, which had free parking and was just a 10 minute walk to the train station. In just over an hour I could be in Central London.
I drove the 3 hours to Horsham last Saturday.
Visited the Espacio Gallery on Sunday – which I will tell you about in a future post.
There I met with 2 other members of the Stitchbook Collective – Oh SO lovely to make these creative connections!!
On Monday I travelled up to the Royal Academy for the Antony Gormley exhibition, which was absolutely amazing of course, but not quite so impactful as his exhibition in 2007 at the Hayward Gallery which I often think of and stays with me on some deep inner level.
And then on Tuesday I started my Wabi Sabi voyage of discovery with Helen Turner in Partridge Green, just a 20 minute drive each day from my cosy self-catering pad.
I loved every minute! I got home yesterday.
So much to tell you about. So many photos to sift through!
Here we are again, this time on top of 120, Fenchurch Street – wow that sun was bright!
That is ‘The Gherkin’ in the background.
To get up to the roof garden at 120, you just turn up and queue. As people come out, more are let in – we only had a couple of people in front of us and didn’t have to wait at all. You go through an airport-style security scanner before getting into the lift.
This garden is open to the sky with native planting and it is much quieter and calmer than in the tropical lushness of the other garden.
I loved the play of light and shadows on the floor, walls and plants.
There are no restaurants there, but it is a perfect place to take a packed lunch as most of these people seemed to have done.
They were perched on the edge of the rather awkward looking water feature, more comfortable seating would be a bonus.
From this terrace you can see ‘The Walkie-Talkie’ building and look at where we had been just a few minutes ago – in the garden on top of that building.
and as we walked back to the tube station we spotted some more, this one with a very long title that makes very little sense to me, and is something to do with lava and volcanoes
which could be very witty …….hmmm. Perhaps I need to find out a bit more about them to appreciate them more.
Edit: I looked for more images and information about this piece. I wanted to see the piece up closer and from the inside. I found this which says the Footbridge was closed so that the piece was not vandalised. Grrr! So eventually it will be removed. I seem to have a whole load of thoughts and emotions swirling around about that. It would have been good to have had a video to experience this replica of a displaced home. I get the reference to migrants and displacement and the fact that the ‘home’ looks as if it has been just dropped uncomfortably out of context, I just wish it’s message could have been presented in a more accessible way.
Searching for all of the 21 sculptures and getting up close to them could be a nice focus for another visit to London.
I will end with a photo my son took just before we left The City.
and went back to his house to spend a delightful weekend with him and his three girls, whilst their Mum was on a girly birthday celebration holiday.
Ever since seeing Cathy’s post about Rachel Whiteread’s, I was looking forward to seeing it. Cathy’s post sparked off a lively and forthright debate about what her readers thought of it and whether it is indeed ‘Art’, if you follow the link you can go to the comments and see what we all had to say about it.
It’s not easy to sum up why I relate to her work, but I think it is about the way she gives the small, seemingly trivial aspects of human activity, construction and development a monumental quality. She uses real objects that show the marks of time and use and sets them in a monotone, permanent structure that gives us a chance to explore the details in a new way, and think about the hands that created the original structure and all that it connects to.
To me this is a war memorial that does not speak of the military, hierarchy or grand gestures, this commemorates Peter Nissen, the man who designed a pracitcal solution to a required need, during the First World War. The sculpture remembers the men who constructed it and lived in it and it connects us to those who constructed other Nissen huts over decades and all the different uses they have been put to. This one also commemorates the men who worked for the forestry and planted the forest it sits within. It commemorates time passing with the flaws and evidence of decay. It is the only permanent public piece in Britain of this, our most successful living female sculptor, it relates to all her other works throughout the world.
Making art is not only about making something that looks nice. If it causes one to think about things in a different way it has done its job. Without knowing the story of this sculpture it would be difficult to appreciate what on earth it is doing in the forest.
That is the same for most art – if we don’t want to discover more about it, we can just walk on by, but taking time to discover the story is, for me, an enriching, thought provoking and sometimes emotional experience.
an article about the sculptor’s family connection, her grandfather was a conscientious objector.
Not everyone will see it in the same way and all views are valid. Some of the locals were very much against it. I’d love to know what you think.
So that is the ‘deep and meaningful’ bit – now for a bit of silliness
In Cathy’s original post she wondered if the Nissen Hut would attract graffitti, and Tialys’s comment prompted this quickly scrawled temporary bit of graffitti.
and you can see a few more pics on this post of Cathy’s.
As we left it was getting dark and the sculpture took on a quiet ghostly glow through the trees
I am still trying to understand why this exhibit had such a profound effect on me.
The Title is Time is Subjective and you can read more about it here.
70 hour glasses filled with sand
all gleaming in a dark space underground
there was something beautiful about the colour of the sand against the black and the sparkle of the glasses
and then they began to move
one row after the other
The sands of time.
I felt so deeply connected to the idea and concept of rows of hour glasses, every so often turning slowly and another cycle would start, another event causing time to pass in a different way, at a different rate, with periods of stillness in between. The soft twinkle of the sand falling through and landing on the grains beneath … and so many all together, all connected.
I am still not sure where that gets to me or why it does, but it does.
Thank you so much to all of you who have enjoyed this brief 5 part tour of the London Design Biennale. It has truly enriched my experience of the event to have you all along with me as I remember the experience.
I love going to exhibitons on my own so that I can experience them from my own perspective in silence; and then to be able to go round the exhibits again on a virtual tour with you, my blogging friends, is something very special, seeing things again with new eyes, the eyes of a collective creative group ………… so good!
Can you imagine us all going round together singly or in pairs and then meeting up and chatting about the exhibits whilst sitting in the sunshine in the piazza with a cappucino or a green tea and cake!
And then going back for another look all together ….
If you would like to go back in and wander around some more exhibits you can see them all here
Farewell London Design Biennale …….. looking forward to the next one!
Now for a quick dash through some of the exhibits as my penultimate post about this fantasmagorical exhibition! Come on – keep up!
First up, Full Spectrum: Australia’s Celebration of gay marriage being accepted by law
I liked the way the rainbow lights shone out of the darkness in such a playful way – metaphorically beautiful.
Next a room to make you giddy with exotic scents and mesmerizing patterns
from Hong Kong, Sensorial Estates: lift the lids and inhale deeply! Heady stuff!
And now a quick trip to Guatamala. This exhibit really deserves more time – click on the link to discover more and see much better photos. Such a great project.
Closer to home: Dundee and Shpeel
Each button on the black box, when pressed created a different light effect on the wall and different sounds. It was fun to play with these and feel like a conductor of light and sound. I played for some time here and it got even better when I was joined by a group of students – I got a tiny teeny titchy sense of what it must be like to be Jean Michel Jarre! Ha!
It makes me feel charged with electricity just thinking about it! A mandala doodle as a kaleidoscopic mirrored wall – oh my goodness wouldn’t that be trippy!
Gosh I have to stop now and go off into my mandala-doodle-filled fantasy – I might be lost all day!
Click on the links to discover more about each exhibit.
See you soon with my last post about the London Design Biennial at Somerset House.
In one corner of the courtyard there was Turkey’s contribution to the London Design Biennial exhibition, a cube made of white rods embedded with lights. You can read a description/explanation here. It is called ‘Home’, but I did not find any resonance with the title or the explanation. I did enjoy it though, it must have looked wonderful at night. The best bit was watching how others interacted with the space. There were some gorgeous romantic photographs being taken of girlfriends, couples and family groups, who all seemed to glow within this white space.
It got me thinking how wonderful it would be to have an exhibition of spaces/settings that would be perfect for photographic portraits. For instance, Rachel Whiteread’s sculptures would be perfect.
Click on any photo to see it larger
There was an exhibit ‘Kiss in Budapest’. The idea was that a person would enter from either end and kiss in the middle – outside the booth their picture would be displayed againt the backdrop of live webcam photos of places in Budapest. Fun idea.
Inside Somerset House room after room was filled with interactive exhibits.
This one from Qatar
I could only get a faint floral whiff from a couple of the domes, maybe I needed to be taller, but I did like the shape of the carpet.
Made from Beach Clean too – win-win!
Here are a couple of links if you would like to read more about the Exhibition
Last Friday I went to London to stay with Son number 2 and his family, but first a bit of art at Somerset House where they are holding the London Design Biennial
40 countries participated
In the courtyard there were several pieces of interactive art/sculpture – my favourite type of art.
Greece provided a wobbly walkway that was entitled (click on the title to see the description)
My own experience of it emphasized that every step we take has an impact.
As you entered the sides expanded and opened up, with a creaky sound, each step made the next section open up for you, each step felt a bit wobbly
so you had to think about keeping your balance. It was made of recycled plastic.
A whole body experience has an impact on all the senses – every step I take makes a difference … to something, or somebody.
If I know it in my body, I know it forever.
There was so much to see and interact with in the whole exhibition, and as you can imagine I took hundreds of photos. It is taking me a while to process the photos and the feelings that each exhibit evoked …… more to come.
Petra the pear was feeling poorly
She didn’t know quite what to do
Not only was she putting some weight on
But she was suffering from toothache too!
She had started to let her self go a bit
Indulging in too many treats
The sugary snacks made her teeth hurt
Causing trouble whenever she eats!
For too many years she’d been smoking
Which caused her teeth to go brown
Her gums receding and bleeding
It was time to turn things around.
She wanted her life to be fruitful
And continue her family tree
But she had to make sure she was healthy
And in the best shape she could be
First stop was to the doctors
To get help with giving up smoking
The harm it was causing her body
Was both sobering and thought-provoking
As if heart disease and strokes weren’t enough
It could cause breathing problems as well
Tooth loss, fertility problems and cancer
Not to mention the horrible smell
She decided to go for the patches
And started the very next day
She found that her nicotine cravings
Were slowly melting away.
Next stop was to the dentists
To see if something could brighten her smile
Because her teeth were so neglected
It was going to take a little while
It was not just about brushing and flossing
That Petra had neglected to do
But her sugary addiction
Had helped in her tooth decay too
The dentist took some impressions
And gave Petra’s mouth a good clean
She was advised not just to clean the outside
But all around, underneath and between.
It was too late for poor Pedra
To save some of the teeth that she had
She had to make some appointments
To remove the ones that were bad
Several months later and Pedra is glowing
Her smile now so fresh and so bright
She cleans her teeth like an expert
Even the ones she takes out at night!
Poem by Judy E. Martin
fruit sculpture and photos by Sandra Dorey
Here we are with another health related Silly Saturday. You might know that Judy, as well as being a hugely talented poet and writer, is also a nurse.
Following a great suggestion from Noelle last week to send Tom the Toothless Tomato to the Institute of Dentistry, we are thinking about coming up with more health related pictures and poems (not all about teeth!) accompanied by fruit, flower or shell assemblages – any ideas?
Have a fun Silly Saturday!
Here we are again for our Monthly Photographic Meet-Up, happening each first Tuesday of the Month.
This month’s prompt is SCULPTURE.
Archive and/or current posts are all very welcome, just leave a link in the Comments to join in.
First up a Pink Goat – I think this also qualifies for Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge don’t you, especially when teamed up with his friend Blue Hare
As seen during Dorset Arts Weeks at the Studio of
Jane Shaw in Cattistock. Do click on her name to go to her website and see more of her wonderful work.
During Arts Weeks we had the priviledge of seeing inside her studio
arranged for the two weeks as a gallery. What a charming space.
I’m looking forward to seeing your sculpture photos
Now must dash
as I’m off to do some gardening before the temperatures crank up – this afternoon I’m off to Sports Day at the school of 3 of my grandchildren – sunhats and of course camera at the ready.
The prompt for next month (August) is FLAKE
I met this guy on Branscombe Beach last weekend, any ideas what his name could be?
He looks like he might be emerging from his underground home to see who’s about.
I think he might be related to this chap who lives in the Lost Gardens of Heligan
I don’t know his name either.
Joining in with Cee’s Oddball Challenge