Friday, 19 September 2014

a pale violet dawn...

and  autumn leaves beginning to change colour, blackberries ripen on the bushes and birds everywhere storing up for Winter. A day for  tidying and catching up with household chores after a busy couple of weeks getting commissions done and projects completed. Photos are now taken and applications in just need to keep fingers crossed and hope the story can be told! The piece is called "Oh to be in England" a well known phrase that comes from the Robert Browning poem......

Oh, to be in England
Now that April 's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England—now!

And after April, when May follows,
And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows!
Hark, where my blossom'd pear-tree in the hedge
Leans to the field and scatters on the clover
Blossoms and dewdrops—at the bent spray's edge—
That 's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture!
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower
—Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!



The title came to me as they do , phrases stored in the mind pop up from time to time and the story unfolded with items that  had been been kept for just such an occasion. The three rabbits sitting on under  tented  canopy looking out on the world...






Oh to be in England...... the three sat high above the world a tented canopy above ,silently watching all, hearing nothing but birdsong, and whispering winds, gazing out on the green blanket of fields and pillowy tree, the warm sun on their faces....




far below.... the fields rough with hoary dew a figure stands , stock still gazing up at the canopied world and dreams of being left on such a shelf up so high to ponder the far of hills....

Friday, 12 September 2014

a blanket of stone white cloud...

covers us all this morning and a wooly cardi will be needed for a short while until the sun breaks through. Wellies at the ready its off down to the farm today to walk round the lake before collecting bread, eggs and vegetables for the week-end. A very short missive today as lots to do arms to be attached, bodies to be put together and a kiln to be unloaded , however I thought you might enjoy a peek at some teapots. These are rather large teapots and have been commissioned I am just waiting to hear which one has been selected! Meantime since they are hot from the kiln thought you might enjoy a little look....







Sunday, 7 September 2014

a collared dove and pidgeon......

sit on the chimney top across the road busy preening getting ready for bed as the sun goes down.. It has been a glorious Autumn day with hints of orange and brown peeping through the last of the garden roses. Pink perfumed buds dot the borders, whilst other plants get ready for a winter sleep having done their glorious best. Its always sad to find the Summer heat has beat its last and the air has a chill bite when the sun goes behind a cloud. A Summer frock no longer warm enough, a cardi is required to keep the chill at bay. I have been busy working today creating the next story to unfold. A deadline looms and hence the pressure is on to get arms attached,  wheels on, so photographs can be taken. Today its all been about the found objects, creating the last hillock from an old meat serving dish then an edging of mosaic and now it stands drying until tomorrow when the grouting goes on...exciting as it is I am trying hard not to fiddle and poke and scrape at odd bits of tile cement...I cant wait to see the finished item tomorrow. However teapots are drying and mice sit patiently at the studio so glazing is the priority tomorrow morning. Before I sit on a comfy chair and rest a while after today's activities I thought you might enjoy a few more glimpses into work in progress!Take care not to judge too harshly as this is a sneaky peek whilst pins are in place, cement not yet dry and blue rabbit really isn't to impressed with being shown in such disarray!