Thursday 26 February 2009

Salt and Light...



Ohhh I have lovely news... I have the opportunity to show my work, the Salty Superstitions narrative in a public space. It is a beautiful community centre overlooking the sea, location wise it couldn't be more perfect for the narrative; all that salt air and sea light, the sound of waves right outside the door... I just need to get moving, get them printed and framed up and on their walls soon...

I am also looking into opening an Etsy store selling prints of my work soon, I'm a little worried about this; I have no confidence about letting my work lose in the world... I'll start very small and see how it goes...

Tomorrow I have to give a ten minute presentation on my work in college; how I form narratives, my refrences, my inspirations, my materials; photography, writing, documentation along with found and created objects. I plan to serve tea and tell stories but what else I plan to say or do changes by the hour... Confidence here is also an issue, I've put so much of myself into my work that standing with it, revealing my hows and whys makes me feel more than a little exposed...

Today I love every shade of blue and fresh raspberry scones with tea, I love rain on the windows and inky pens. Today I love stacks of well worn books, old friends made of paper and ink and as always I hate dreams that leave me reeling... Today the woman I want to be is comfortable enough with herself that she is grace and light, she is as at home in a crowded room as she is on her own, she walks along the beach each morning and her life is daylight and sea salt...

Thursday 19 February 2009

Poetry, Polaroids and Coffee days...



All images from flickr...

Its been a long time since my last post; its been a long few weeks... but spring is in the air; the days are fresh and the rain less grey, my mornings are filled with light and coffee and my world seems bathed in poetry.

Today I love the heat of a cup in my hands, I love stacks of old photos and treasures hidden in books. Today I love pale blue thread and creamy pearls and as always I loathe falsity. Today the woman I want to be has long dark hair and knows who she is, she can tell Fairy Tales at the drop of a hat and can bake cakes without a recipe, she doesn't have to guess who her friends are and her nights are spent sleeping sound...