I’ve been looking into copyright and product placement etc today.
One of the biggest corporations that maximize their potential through copyrighted merchandise is The Disney Corporation. (See above link)
Without doubt, one of their best selling products is the huge range of ‘Frozen’ merchandise.
With this in mind; I thought I would approach them with my latest idea.
It incorporates a mix of this very popular animated film with a non-vegetarian food.
It’s called a ‘Frozen Chicken’.
Do you think it will take off?
I’m pretty sure I’ve solved one of the greatest mysteries in the art world today.
For centuries people have looked for hidden meanings in the work of Leonardo Da Vinci’s work.
With his most famous painting being The Mona Lisa; this piece of work in particular, has drawn the most scholarly interest.
Her enigmatic; contented smile and her heavily lidded eyes have been the subject of many a heated debate-
Was she happy or sad? (See above link for an article in the Independent Newspaper).
Was she keeping secrets?
Even… was she male or female? Etc. etc.
I can now reveal my very own theory though…She was simply stoned!
The pic above reveals the original painting; using new high capacity x-ray technology, with the original title clearly seen.....
The Stoner Lisa…
In a report on the BBC News website I read that someone has paid £450 for a portrait of Conservative MP Jacob Rees-Mogg in The Royal Academy's 250th Summer Exhibition. (See link above)
The only person I can imagine paying £450 for that, would actually be Jacob Rees-Mogg himself!
I also see that unsurprisingly; nobody has bought the £25,000 portrait of Nigel Farage painted by artist David Griffiths. (See the link below).
If I was the artist I'd be tempted to re-work it. He seems to have missed out one major thing. Yes everyone knows he's a right tit!
Today in my jewellery workshop I was doing my usual pondering.
I recycle as much silver as I can when I'm working, right down to melting the last bits and using it for casting work. (Pic of my scrap tin above). When I buy silver I like to buy old broken items with which I can re-use/ re-work the sheet silver from. This; I will re-cut and make into other things, but occasionally I have to buy some new sheet silver. I have always bought eco silver, which is guaranteed to be recycled etc silver. Eco silver is more expensive than standard sheet silver though, and there's part of me that can't help wondering if this is actually a rip-off?
Silver and gold have got to be one of the most re-cycled materials on earth surely? If someone breaks a gold necklace; they either take it to be repaired,or sell it for scrap. You never hear someone say "Oh, I didn't like my 9ct gold bracelet and my sterling silver necklace so I threw them in the bin", do you?
Whenever I'm handling an antique gold item; I quite often think, "Crikey there may be a particle of gold in this from King Arthur's crown?". Gold and silver have been re-cycled for thousands of years, but I guess there's more and more demand for it though?
I suppose you've just got to do what you feel is right for the planet in the end. My thoughts on this subject go around in a circle in my head, a bit like a 'gold'fish, or perhaps a 'silver'fish?... ..though yuk!......maybe not? (See above link)
I was walking around today taking note of the seasonal changes in the flora and fauna; when I noticed this little bee, which had got trapped in a burr and died. It was only just in it too. (Maybe that was his name Justin?). Justin Bee Burr?.......OK I'll get my coat.....
So with yesterday’s detachment, it was best foot forward and into my jewellery workshop to complete a necklace I have been working on.
It’s called The Crucifixion of JC by the Media.
The cross is 9ct gold and the Jeremy Corbyn figure is Sterling Silver, all on a gold chain.
It represents the moment JC was attacked by the press over #traingate, when he was photographed sat on the floor of a train reading a newspaper. (I know the images aren’t great, but I will get around to making some better ones soon). So, as they said in the film ‘The Life of Brian’. Is he the new Messiah? Or is he just a very naughty boy?.....
I quite often work on things for a while and then just leave them for a time; returning to them later with a new, fresh eye. You could say this necklace has been a ‘Labour’ of love?...... (Don’t be cross with me)..
I was excited yesterday when the chiffon fabric I’d ordered arrived in the post, which meant I could make some new Traveller Tartan scarves.
I was keen to get started; but the delicate fabric requires the gentle touch of my modern machine, which meant swapping over the apparatus in my tiny sewing hut.
Whilst I was struggling to switch them over, I was well and truly hobbled when my foot dropped off. It detached itself just outside the door, in an area the size of about a square yard.
I searched and searched for ages, on hands and knees raking through the grass with my claw-like hands. All to no avail! (I’m talking about the snap-on foot on my sewing machine).
How can things disappear into thin air like that? It made me remember how a friend’s son had found the Action Man he had lost as a child when he walking on his local beach as an adult. He had been playing with him on the bridge that ran over his local brook; when he accidentally dropped him. Despite the family searching for days for his beloved doll, he was never seen again. The brook did in fact, eventually run down to the sea. As an adult when he was strolling along the beach he recognized him immediately; (even though most of his limbs had been worn away by the motion of the water). How did he know this was his toy? By the distinct stab wounds in his neck!
Where my presser foot has gone I may never know? It may turn up one day in the exact spot I’ve looked in for years; lost things tend to do that sometimes.
Or maybe that one legged grasshopper from a while back is making use of it?
Hmm actually; it would be no good to him, as he hasn’t got a leg to stand on. I wonder if there is a mathematical equation for things that just disappear into thin air? ...
Question……How many feet are there in a square yard?
Last night was the first chilly night we’ve had all summer.
I can’t complain though, it’s been such a fabulous long hot one.
The thought of winter nights drawing in; prompted me to dig out the embroidery I’ve been working on for a few years, (not continuously). For some reason, it tends to be something I end up working on during the winter evenings. I quite often forget about it, and it could be packed away for months on end.
The background is a black velvet, and I’ve only got half way around it. I’ve taken a photo of a small section of it. Yes, it’s my lovely Showman’s Caravan in a red velvet with a lot of hand embroidery and embellishments on it.
I’m not going to tell what the finished article will be, but I’ll give you a clue. The tent in the background is the Croissant Neuf tent, and Sally Howell of Selene Events is on stage with a band. (See link above).
I will however post a photo of the finished article when it is completed; but by the way things are going that may be some time. They think the Bayeux Tapestry took 10 years to make; this may take even longer, though it’s shorter. I’m thinking that Bayeux could almost be a Welsh word?
Cariad, have you seen my reading glasses?
Yes, they’re Bayeux….
Regarding yesterday's blog entry about chainsaw carved penii. I had a desire to dig out some old photos as evidence.
Here are just a couple to whet your appetite, as it were.
The one above is about four feet high.
The one being lifted onto the back of the lorry below is somewhat larger and heavier.
You might even say; that is one mighty erection!..
Today I've been painting signs for a forthcoming exhibition I will be part of.
A handy tip I picked up on Joby Carters signwriting course; ( see link below) was to use a thick, glossy magazine as a paint palette. This way at the end of the day; you can just tear off the sheet and start afresh on a new page the following day, which saves a messy cleaning job.
I had a bit of explaining to do though, when someone noticed the magazine I was using.
Years ago, in my chainsaw carving days, there was a new show being heralded as a future success.
The show was called Erotica; and myself and some other friends thought that we would carve some giant penis's and try and sell them there. The largest one was 15 feet long and had to be craned onto a lorry!
Anyway; ever since then they send out a quarterly magazine to all previous stall holders.
I have rang them on lots of occasions and asked to be removed from the mailing list and emailed them several times, but still the magazines keep coming. (A bit like the porn stars who take advantage of the settings in the evening).
I have now stopped ringing them as the magazines still arrive regardless. They do make fantastic paint palettes though, if you can just concentrate on the paint rather than the images.
Was the Erotica Show a successful event for you, you are probably thinking?
For us personally I'm afraid it was a flop!
I know, I know.
I said I was only going off-blog for a few days, but it turned into a few weeks. The thing is I am only human; and I've been doing things that a lot of other human beings are doing, but up until now I have never dared.
Yes, I've been stuck in a Netflix loop!...
Instead of updating my blog every evening ready for the following day, I've been plugging into the drug that goes by the name of Netflix.
I've indulged in Altered Carbon. I gulped down both series.
I've gorged on Stranger Things.
I've consumed so much Sci-fi I could open a Sci-fi parlour, with lashings of Extras as well. Most of it watched with a Queer Eye too!
Sometimes it's just so much easier to just switch off and consume, rather than work 24/7 and produce. Thanks very much for the lovely comments whilst I was off-blog, this spurred me on to get back in the saddle.
Good news is my mum's eye op was successful, but sad news is I lost a lovely fellow sci-fi loving, kind funny brilliant friend.
R.I.P Professor David Allsop (43 years old) of Sydney University; now captaining the spaceship headed for another dimension..
For the next few days I'll be having a mini-break from blogging. I'm going to the Welsh Borders to look after my mum for a few days who's having a minor operation. Have fun whilst I'm away X
I am lucky enough to be friends with the Tree Surgeon who had to make safe the famous sacred tree 'Gog', which stands at the bottom of Glastonbury Tor. Gog unfortunately caught fire. (See above link)
The owner kept most of the wood, but he was allowed to take a couple of small bits that were left, that were considered of no use. He gave me a small twig; and I in return, made him a sterling silver necklace out of a piece.
I've been slicing this small ancient twig into small discs today, and have made a few necklaces. I've used Sterling Silver; recycled from an old silver cigarette box, which has a very good texture for acorns. I made two different types of acorn style pendant bail. (The bail is the part the pendant hangs from). One which was all silver; and one which uses a brown glass bead with a disc of silver to make the hat of the acorn. I'd be interested to know which sort, other people prefer?
The wood is very hard to saw and it smells of incense when cutting it. It's amazing to think it's thousands of years old and I feel very honoured to be able to make a very small piece of it into something beautiful. So honoured infact, that I wasn't even distracted by insects and flowers today! (well maybe just a little incy wincy bit)...
Even though I’ve been a bit ‘grubby’ lately; and my posts have followed the insect 'thread', I’m still making art. It’s just that, as usual I’m observing what’s going on around me too. Insects are so fascinating and they totally take you into another world. I’ve no idea what most of the insects even are, that I've been taking photos of.
Take this one for instance that I snapped the other day. I mean; what the ‘Duckin ‘ell’ is that? Please message me if you have any idea? It looks like it should be called Monty Python’s Flying Circus!
Yesterday; for the second day in a row whilst working, I got a visit from a cricket.
Same table; different cricket, and this one only had one leg!
Isn’t nature amazing? She’d obviously adapted very well.
She did scuttle rather than hop. (I’m calling her a she, as it’s a bit sexist to call all insects he).
Yes, she was probably called Peg, or maybe Ilene?….hmmm..
P.S. Happy Independence Day to my friends from the U.S.A.!
Every Monday I usually fast, unless there is an event on. The first Monday in the month I try to fast for up to three days.
Yesterday I worked outside under a parasol, to fill my casting molds with sand.
As I was working away ‘By Jiminy’ this brazen little fella decided to pay me a visit.
He hardly moved just stood there looking at me, looking at him. You would have thought his name must have been Jacques Hughes, by the way he was eyeing me up. I felt like it was like a scene from 'Lassie Come Home' and this little insect wanted to tell me something.
Maybe he was hungry too? As apparently, a normal sized grasshopper can ingest 16 times it’s own body weight in one sitting.
Or maybe he was roasting? (Although in a slightly different way than they roast in the Far East, which is with a Bacon and Cheese flavouring) See pic below.
Maybe he was taking note of my casting technique? “Ah little Grasshopper, watch and learn from the master! “, (she says with a Chinese accent)
Did you know that Jiminy Cricket is a ‘minced oath’ (see link below) for Jesus Christ?
After about 10 minutes of watching me he hopped off, that’s when I could see that actually, he had no 'tail' to tell….
The National Portrait Gallery BP Portrait Award Exhibition opens soon on the 14th June- 23rd September (see above link).
With this in mind, I couldn’t help thinking about portraiture and what the general public find attractive in a face.
When my grandmother was a child Rudolph Valentino was one of the first Big Screen heartthrobs. My grandparents mentioned how when he died prematurely aged 31 it caused mass hysteria; and it was reported women killed themselves rather than go on without being able to watch their screen hero.
I’ve looked at a couple pictures of Valentino in the past, and I couldn’t really understand what all the fuss was about. Yesterday I looked again at him. I then thought he actually has a very well balanced face. (According to scientific studies; humans find balanced, even faces the most attractive).
So I wondered what he would have looked like if he were alive now in 2018, with a modern haircut and trendier clothes.
I set about colourizing a promo photo of him from the film 'The Married Virgin'; and to update it I used the hairstyle from another Mediterranean heartthrob, Ronaldo. (See pic below)
The photo I used was very low resolution, so I knew the outcome would not be perfect.
I updated his hairstyle to Ronaldo’s, and gave him a diamond earring too.
I think it turned out O.K.? It gives a very good idea of what Rudolph Valentino would probably have looked like if he were a star in 2018.
What do you think, would he still be breaking hearts 100 years later?
“Rudi – A message to you” – I think you’ve still got it!
First day of July!
There are hundreds of Peacock Butterflies cocooned inside webs on the nettles, but that’s their decision and they’re sticking to it!
I love observing them and wondering when they will get their wings and soar.
Already I’ve noticed small insects that have flown into the webs and got trapped. Can you imagine how that must feel in this heat? (You can now see why my mum called me Dolly Daydream quite a lot when I was a child; I’ve spent a lot of time contemplating this sort of thing).
I bet the pupae inside feel like they are in a tent at a festival and a drunken idiot has stumbled and fallen on it whilst they were having an afternoon nap. Then the idiot got entangled in the guy ropes whilst trying to get upright again. Though they’ve probably forgiven him or her, ‘cos they’ve been in the same position too. (Could it be that I am speaking from experience haha?)
You can’t help feeling sorry for the trapped insects though, maybe it’s too much to ask nature to add an insect repellent to the webs so that other insects don’t get trapped and die, yes in Deet it is!……
I've done it, and even in this searing heat it felt good!
(I am not talking about 'Swingfields' the swingers festival on this weekend in Bristol; although frankly, it was only yesterday the BBC we're telling us there was no crumpet in the UK due to the CO2 shortage? see the above pic).
No. I actually finally tackled the button holes on the merino wool; hand woven, Traveller Tartan waistcoat I've made.
I've spent weeks fearing the holes; due to the fact that my sewing machine came with a really complicated looking button hole attachment, and I'd lost the instructions.
Today I though sod it; I'll just make them the old fashioned way, and I'm pleased with the outcome.
I think the 'transit van wheel' buttons really top it off. (See pic below).
I am now the proud own of the world's first Traveller Tartan waistcoat, it is no longer a wait coat!
I really fancied going to Joe Rush's opening of his exhibiton of drawings tonight (see link above), but an old dog has had his way.Owning an old Terrier is like having a baby again. He constantly emits unpleasant smells. He was disobedient before; but now he is deaf too, so any kind of instruction is ignored.
Last night he woke me up at 1 o clock scratching the cats milk bowl constantly; (he's always scratched his bowls to draw attention to what he wants, he's not allowed milk but sometimes he pinches the cat's milk).
Then he woke me at 2 o clock barking to go out for a wee. I got up and let him out, then when I had managed to get back to sleep he woke me at 6 o clock to let him out for a wee again.
I've taken him to the vets and he's had blood tests but the vet says there's nothing wrong with him he's just getting old.
In a way it was good being woken at 6 o clock as this meant I was outside at 7 o clock hand sawing a wall cupboard before the sun got too hot. It fitted nicely into the spot that I had bought it for. (It was a bargain on Facebook Marketplace).
Those knobs though? Who on earth would make a mahogany display cupboard and then attach gold coloured plastic knobs? Wrong; wrong, wrong. Needless to say, I will not entertain disgusting knobs in my Showmans Wagon!. So I replaced them with some crystal ones and they looked so much better. I've also loaded it with my Special Brew shot glasses too.
With the heat we've had today and the doggy induced sleep deprivation, I just didn't have the energy to drive to Bruton where Joe Rush's Art Exhibition Opening Night was happening. You could say tonight I'm just too dog tired!
Oh yeah, and I tweeted Bucks Fizz who are in Ibiza for Radio 2's Sound of the 80's weekend. I told them to get back to the UK immediately 'cos we need their Fizz as the country's running out of CO2. (Although Brillo the Border Terrier seems to have his own constant supply of gas!).... multitalented artist if you want to follow me?....
(Latest Twitter update :- No reply; I guess they're "making their minds up"?
Whilst listening to Madeleine Albright on the Jeremy Vine show on Radio 2 today, I noticed a bit of graffiti scratched onto the inner wall of my ex-prison wagon, studio wall.
I must say the clue is in the name 'All bright', because Madeleine was a 'shining' example of how a Politician should be in this day and age.
She spoke about fascists and nazi's and how she believes there has been a shift in world thinking. How she is determined to seek to maintain Freedom of Speech, love and understanding of your fellow man, non-discrimination etc etc.
The piece of graffiti that I noticed was the word FREEDOM. (see above pic).
It seemed quite poignant that I would notice that word when she was talking about freedom and all it entails. I wondered what the prisoner was like who wrote this word? For all I know it could have been a Nelson Mandela or a Braveheart type character? Maybe one of the Birmingham Six, or some other wrongly convicted man?. But then again, maybe it was just a wrong 'un?
I should have been watching what I was doing instead of imagining who scratched the word into the wall, because it was at this point I missed the hole I had cut into the sand to pour the molten silver into. Fortunately it just went on the outer area of sand and I had to start all over again. (note to self don't read other notes when holding a crucible full of molten metal)
It's hot and I'm melting! (It's not me that's melting, well it kind of is too?...er, maybe I should put a video up,...but it's a gas and it's too hot to handle :-) (more to follow tomorrow ).....
It's like a jungle out there, the plants are growing furiously.
My jewellery workshop is starting to get absorbed by nature, (see above pic) I'm expecting Dr. Livingstone to make an appearance any day. When the weather is scorchio I enjoy working in my ex-prison wagon studio as it is really well insulated and keeps lovely and cool. It's always interesting reading the graffiti that has been scratched into the walls too, Gaz 4 Ju 4 Eva type of thing. I've started to paint the outside so that it blends in with the surroundings nicely, I don't like the original white.
A couple of helicopters and a light aircraft flew over and I think they must have been rubber necking, as for a little while it appeared like they were going to have a close shave as their paths crossed . (See the red arrows- not the Red Arrows aerobatic display team, the red arrows on the pic). (Click on the above link to read about the Red Arrows Stunt Team)
No Glow worms today either I just had an 'earworm'. It must have been because it was such a gorgeous day, that I couldn't stop singing Sugar Town by Nancy Sinatra. Listen to it at you own risk on the YouTube link below. I can't guarantee you won't have it as an 'earworm' too, as it's pretty infectious!
It's funny how even when I am in the longest days of the year, I still feel like there are not enough hours in the day.
Today I worked until dusk and then went for a little walk in the nature reserve next door to look for Glow worms.
Normally on this monday in June I would be starting to pack down everything from a week long stay at Glastonbury Festival. My return from this glorious event is usually uplifted by the thought that there may be Glow worms when I get back to site. On tonight's meander though, nothing was spotted. None of the familiar little green glows. I can only assume that maybe because the roses and flowers are later this year, then maybe the glow worms are too?. I had to chuckle when I looked at the UK Glow worm survey page and they were complaining that people had reported seeing fireflies, when infact they were laser projections. (see above link).
Some years there are loads of the females, (as it is the females that glow a bioluminescent green to attract the males) basking in the moonlight flashing their 'come and get it boys' glow. So many that we tend to call it the Green light District!
The weather has been glorious once again today. It was a great day for playing in sand and casting spells. (Spells ?, sorry I meant shells!).
I decided it was time to start melting some of my bits of scrap silver and doing a bit of sand casting.
(see above pic).
I'd been keeping some shells I'd come across with a nice texture, that I though may look good cast in silver. I wasn't disappointed either. I was very happy with the end product.
I hardly had to move a 'mussel' to make them too!. (Though I am 'Conch'ous that I should be 'Naughty-less').
As in the picture above; and to quote Arnold Schwarzenegger, "I'll bee back".......... (Tomorrow).
(Actually the photo might not be a bee, but maybe a fly of some sort? Let me know if you can identify it.)
(Update) I've just found out online; that this is actually a Horsefly, neigh kidding!
'Handy Re-Cycling Tip of the Day' -
Use an old plastic; air tight, Chocolate Box to store your circular sanding discs in. This way they can be stored outside, but remain dry and moisture free.
You could end up with beetles on your roses!. (see above pic)
Mid Summer madness and it’s getting harder to apply myself to the job in hand; especially when there are Tigers mating in the garden outside. (see above pic)
This pair of Scarlet Tiger Moths were together for hours. So I popped out last night to see if they were still there and they were still in the same spot; but on either sides of the bed, as it were. (see pic below)
Did you know butterflies and moths release pheromones to attract one another for mating. Some male moths and butterflies have specific scales located on their wings that produce pheromones to attract females of the same species. Some female moths have glands on their bodies that release pheromones to attract males. Pheromones are important for moth species that are nocturnal and have drab colors, as they rely on smell to locate potential mates. Male moths are able to use their antennae to locate females that are up to four miles away. Now that really is a ‘Pick up’!
The male then flies immediately to the scent’s source.
I’d love to be a fly on the wall (or in this case a moth in the garden), to know what they were communicating to each other. “Fly me to the moon Tiger?”
After they have mated the female immediately lays the fertilized eggs in a suitable area.
I must say, it's not every day you notice a Tiger laying eggs in your garden!
You may remember I mentioned I was going to repair the Elephant’s trunk on the lamps that I am making, which I managed to sever whilst trying to screw into it? Well blow me, I couldn’t find it anywhere even though I looked high and low.
Does that ever happen to you?
You put the special ‘thing’ somewhere safe and then can’t find where the hell you have put it.
During the Elephant hunt I noticed a brightly coloured moth having a daytime rest. These lovely little lepidopterans like nettles too. (Like the Peacock Butterflies I mentioned yesterday). It makes me feel good about not mowing the lawn and leaving swathes of wild areas for all the insects. It might not be the prettiest thing to look at, but on closer inspection you’ll see some beautiful things within them. I’ve found a great little website for identifying butterflies and moths. It’s called Butterfly Conservation. (see the link above).
The stunning black; white and red moth that I found (see the above pic) is called a Scarlet Tiger Moth. So it turns out, I lost an Elephant but found a Tiger!
I've been wanting a stand for my Kromski weaving loom for a while now, the only problem is that for a 24inch loom they cost approx. £80.
I walked into a charity shop this morning and there was a double towel rail for £3 which will do the job very nicely thank-you (see the above pics).
This lucky find gave me a saving of £77 !
It's a lovely warm day today so I will be setting my loom up outside, (a loom with a view?)
Then I will be repairing the elephants trunk I managed to snap off when making my lamps. Maybe just call me Dumbo?
The answer to yesterday's caterpillar conundrum was, those young punks turn into Peacock Butterfly caterpillars !
Yes they look nothing like their colourful adult selves do they?. (see pic below).
The diversity of wildlife on the very short walks between my studios never fails to amaze me. Today it is like there is a Mad Max convention taking place amongst the caterpillars. Can you guess what kind of Butterfly these nettle loving, spiky grubs turn into?
I feel like playing them some Steppenwolf, they look like they'd enjoy it. I'll give you a clue, the resulting butterfly looks nothing like it's biker-style caterpillar. These 'Sweet Little Rock n Rollers' truly are 'Born to be Wild'. I'll let you know what they are in tomorrows blog post, (unless of course, someone messages in with the answer) :-)
OK, so keeping up with the current fashion for fake news I made up the story about the Bird Eater Spider yesterday. Let's hope it doesn't come back and bite me on the a*se! (Forgive me, I was desperate for some one to comment).
Today I've been wrapped up in tartan and the history of it. The oldest piece of tartan in the U.K. is about 1,700 years old. It's a fragment which was found wrapped around a pot, containing a hoard of Roman coins. The cloth is described as a plain check in the article in the Scotsman Newspaper (see above link), but it looks more like a houndstooth check to me?
I was amazed to read about the Tarim mummies in China too, and to see the fragments of woven checked cloth which were found very well preserved, like the mummies themselves. (See the above pic)
They have European faces and DNA, and date from 2-3000 years old. (see other link) Amazing! If anyone deserves to wear Traveller Tartan they do!
What with Cheddar man having dark skin; and Tarim mummies having European DNA, it just goes to prove we, the human race are all immigrants and all connected...
OMFG!!!! WTF is that? I was photographing the insects and flowers this morning only to look up and see this MOFO of a spider running up the side of the showman’s wagon! It’s body must have measured more than four inches and when I googled it to try and identify it’s species: the only spider that looked like it is the Goliath Bird Eater Spider! (see the above link), but they only live in South America. (The thing is, it did appear to be heading for the bird on the roof!.)
I tried to capture it but it ran away too fast. If anyone can identify it please send me a message and let me know, as I don’t fancy finding one of those in my cracks and crevices!
It certainly wasn’t Incy Wincy Spider!
Ok; let’s talk about the elephant in the room, well two elephants actually.
I’ve started making a pair of lamps for the showmans wagon out of a couple of wooden elephants heads I bought at a car boot sale, with just this job in mind.
I want them to appear like a couple of Circus Elephants and I’m hoping it doesn’t turn into a mammoth task, or tusk even? I gave the 1930's Showman's Wagon a 'circusy' theme as my 'Palace on Wheels' is rumoured to have been used by Chipperfield’s Circus. Let's hope there were no monkey's spanked inside my caravan! (see the above link)
I’ve got some shell shaped glass shades from a set of 70’s lights, which work quite well as a head feather. I think the ‘Jewel in the Crown’ though is the little bag of antique screws I got from a car boot sale many years ago that have a little jewel which screws into the top of the screw itself. They turned out to be perfect for attaching the shade.
I’m cutting out some copper to attach crystal droplets to in the hope of making it appear like the elephants are spraying water from their trunks. I’ve also got to make some tusks for them out of copper as the ones they had, have broken off.
‘Touch wood’; they’re shaping up quite nicely, but then again I don’t wish to ‘blow my own trumpet’…
Sticking to the insect thread;……(see what I did there?).
One of my favourites to photograph are Bluebottle Flies. They are so beautiful to look at and come in colours of blue, gold, green, bronze, black/bluish, all with a metallic sheen, or iridescence.
Whereas; the beautiful Large Red Damselfly I photographed the other day ‘appears’ to have a ‘Sh*t Eating Grin’, the Bluebottle actually does!
They are responsible for spreading disease and many upset stomachs amongst other things. It's scientific name Calliphora vomitoria says its all .
They are ‘winging it’ by fooling the observer with their stunning jewel like good looks; when in fact they are nothing more than little pieces of sh*t, literally. Bellies full of faeces and dead things.
(I'm pretty sure that is my silhouette reflected on his butt though, …hmmm the face that launched a thousand shits?)
Hurray! my favourite rose is in bloom. It’s happened later this year than last.
The name of the rose is Alfred Sisley (I’m guessing after the impressionist painter). This striking rose is so vibrant; I don’t know why the hybridizer of this rose decided to call it Alfred Sisley, as Sisley’s paintings are quite subdued . https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alfred_Sisley
(Although Sisley’s wife is wearing a dress in similar colours in a painting by Rembrandt. In which case, maybe it should have been called The Alfred Sisley’s Wife’s Dress as Painted by Rembrandt Rose?).
I guess that’s a bit of a mouthful and there’s probably a Rembrandt Rose out there anyway.
There’s a similar rose called Abracadabra, which I love the name of and one called Tequila Sunset, which is a very jolly name too. When I look at the rose I can’t help thinking they’ve slightly down played it, and Alfred Sisley is just not a good representation of it.
There’s a new interesting pop up theatre on tour at the moment called the Shakespeare ‘Rose’ Theatre. It looks fab. It’s currently in York. (See the above button link)
Shakespeare wrote the phrase in his play Romeo and Juliet “A rose by any other name would smell as sweet”. Shakespeare was a top geezer, but I'm not sure about that quote?.
If my rose was called Stinking Sweaty Crotch I’m pretty sure it would be hard for my senses to deliver the true odour.
Yes, as Shakespeare would have written, “ Me thinks the sweet smell of that rose has been ‘Taint’ed!......
(p.s. I cannot be held responsible for the resulting images if anyone decides to google 'taint'.)
Today the weather has been glorious again, and the Large Red Damselflies are once more having a massive party. It was such fun snapping away with my camera today, and it almost seemed like they were loving being photographed. I then went inside and zoomed in on some of the little 'winged wonders', and that's when I noticed their little faces. Amazing!
The above photo is totally untouched; I sh*t you not...they really do have a massive grin on their faces!
Unbelievable!........................................ F*cked in the head and lovin' it!
(see previous post!)
I've mentioned before that one of the joys of living where I do, is the abundance of insects which I love photographing. On various days there seem to be lots of a certain type of insect buzzing around.
Today there were a lot of red dragon fly types. I googled 'red dragon fly' to try and identify them, but the insects I photographed were not the same. So I googled 'red mayfly', and these weren't the same either. Then I came across an image of a Large Red Damselfly, and this looked the same.
One of the oddities when reading up about them is that they are a bunch of Dick Heads....Literally!
It seems when mating the male inserts his parts into the back of the head/neck area on the female! (I mean you really would need eyes in the back of your head to see that coming!).
I'm glad I'm not a Large Red Damselfly, you'd always get it in the neck!
Some might say that Damselflies are crazy, but maybe they're just f*cked in the head?
I recently mentioned what a joy it is when you can get on with odd jobs outside in the summer. You could even say it's a buzz, literally!
Not only am I lucky enough to be surrounded by organic land which has an abundance of insects flying around, (many of which I have photographed and have thousands of images on file).
But, because there are some very interesting vehicles where I live you also get buzzed by low flying aircraft having a gander, as it were.
I was sewing in my sewing shed. (The one with the thatched roof made of Thatcher's Cider cans, which incidentally work very well! Check out my previous blog from August 2017 if you wish to read more about the shed). Anyway; I heard some engines going overhead and when I popped outside to look there was a pair of Bi-planes. They were really rather cute!
Bi-planes hmmm?, do you think they are called Bi-planes because they like boy planes and girl planes?
(I know, I know!, sometimes I've just gotta share the madness around!) haha.
I'm on the case!
Today inbetween running around like a Blue Ahhhs Fly (trying to be polite), I managed to paint some old rusty ironing board legs. (Yes I know it is the sign of a true Tataholic when you keep a rusty old ironing board because the legs will 'come in handy' one day). However, today was 'that' day Hoorah!
I had half an old tin of red Hammerite 'Direct to Rust' paint which had been kicking around for a couple of years and it did the job nicely!. (See the link below). I'll give them another coat tomorrow for a very polished effect.
The case that I will be using to put the scarves in I got from the Tip Shop for £3. It's been some sort of musical instrument case, maybe a saxophone?. I liked the solid construction of it that meant I could screw directly into it. It had an old brown 'Rexine' outer which I rather liked, but decided it would look better in black with the red legs. I joined the newly painted items together and at first I thought I may have 'attachment issues', but it turned out I just needed a good screw!
I've been working on my sign again today. How I love the long days of summertime when the weather is fine. I don't have much inside space to work in, so it's a joy when I can work outside until dark.
I decided to make the sign a folding sign, which will fit into the case where I will keep my Traveller Tartan scarves. The plan is that I will be able to open the suitcase like Professor Emelius Browne in Bedknobs and Broomsticks, though it won't be as technically brilliant as his!
I bought some battery operated lights to clip on around the sign. The pic shows the folding sign with the lights around it to get an idea of what it will look like. The sign has the lights lit in the bottom pic. It just needs a lit bit (as in small lights) more tweaking and it will be finished, then I will deserve some 'sign' letters re-arranged....... 'Gins!'
Last night I watched the latest episode of another type of 'June' - The Handmaid's Tale on Channel 4.
It's so dark, I couldn't help thinking I wouldn't have lasted very long in that environment. I would be the one who just couldn't help shouting out a funny quip in an intense situation. It would end up being like the scene in Monty Python's 'The Life of Brian', the one where the Emperor tells the soldiers to "Frow" Brian to the "Gwound". In my imaginary episode, the executioners wouldn't be able to hold their guns straight to shoot me for giggling. I'd then receive a much worse punishment for taking the p*ss, and be kicking myself for my failure to take the situation seriously.
The lead character is called Offred, this means that she is the property of Fred her master.
I've always considered Art to be my master, so if I was a Handmaiden my name would be Ofart.
Hmmm... O fart? .... and that Ladies and Gentlemen is how I always shoot myself in the foot.
P.s. maybe the imaginary episode would have been renamed The Handmaid's 'Tail' ?
Did I mention that in May inbetween all the chaos, I managed to finish making myself two sets of new curtains for the two windows in the living room of my Showmans Wagon? (I started making them in January).
They were made from a vintage cherry red; crushed velvet chenille, pair of curtains I've been keeping for twenty years just for this job. I hand sewed them because the windows are old and let a lot of heat out in the winter so I added a thick layer of old wool blanket for insulation. I trimmed them with gold coloured coins from an old belly dancing scarf I had. I also used a red lining with gold stars on them. I know the camera on my phone is not too smart; so I'll explain the centre panel is an oval sky and clouds panel, surrounded by roses with a leopard poking his head through. (It kind of matches the painting on the roof of my two daughters depicted as cherubs holding onto a leopard and tiger).
They are now hung and I'm very pleased with the end result, they cheer me up every time I walk into the room. Yes, when it felt like curtains for me, I once again made curtains.
My sister recently came by on a flying visit and when we were in town she spotted the ideal dress to wear for a friend's daughter's wedding. It had a cherry blossom printed design. Finding a fascinator or hat to match was going to be a challenge so I offered to make her one.
I quickly roughed out a design using recycled glass leaves, seed pearls from a bracelet I'd found in a charity shop a recycled metal headband and some silver plated copper wire. I had to use a silver colour as ordinary copper would have been too dark. (Although I wasn't quite sure as I didn't take a photo of the dress and only had my memory to rely on).
My sister is more reserved than I am, so I had to keep reining in the design. If I had been making it for myself well....it would have put Princess Eugenie's Pretzel to shame.
I was very happy when she sent me a photo this weekend when she was at the wedding, and the fascinator was a perfect match for the dress. You could even say it wasn't the cherry on the cake; rather, it was the cherry (blossom) on the wedding cake!
Well I can honestly say that Fannys Meadow was a super little fun festival; and even though it was obvious the previous night Fannys had been really wet, (purile I know, but I couldn't help myself) the sun shone brightly and dried up the mud just in time to watch Hattie Hatstar play her brilliant set accompanied by Jules Bushell on the double bass. Jules also plays with the fabulous Thunderbridge Bluegrass Boys.
Both Hattie and Jules are brilliant musicians and if you'd like to see them performing click on the links above. I also just have to include a photo of Jules with his very arty arm tattoo. Jackson Pollock eat your heart out!.
I can't believe it's half way through the year already, and I've still got a Happy New Year pic on my home page doh! (I won't be sorting that out today though because I'm going to look at Fannys).
There's a small family friendly festival on locally which has a very good reputation called Fanny's Meadow . (Click on the link above if you want to check it out). I'm looking forward to seeing my neighbour of 10 years there, Hattie Hatstar. Oh yes, we are a creative lot, you've gotta remember that without diversity there is no creativity.
Hattie writes and sings funny songs. I designed a flyer for her some time back. (See above). It's a lovely sunny day today and I'm off to have fun in the sun, hope your day is great too! x
June Boom! Back in the Room!
(May hey, what can I say?)
So May turned into Mayday! Mayday! , and I ended up turning into Florence Fright-in-gale. I spent a lot of my time nursing a friend in need and could only find the odd bit of time here and there to be creative. (Although I did make a few things, which I will share with you at a later date.)
Today June has arrived and brought with it the good ‘ole British sign of summer (rain showers).
So I though it’s a good time to sit in the kitchen and make a ‘sign’ for the Heath Robinson style case I am building to put my Traveller Tartan scarves in. It needs tidying up a bit but the gist of it is there. It will probably have another painted piece of wood the same size above it and will fold in two so that it can fit in the case or be hung on a wall.
I found it quite relaxing painting with the pitter-patter of rain on the roof. I don’t think Khan my male cat found it as relaxing though, he spent a lot of time looking like a thousand mice were running over the roof.
When the world seems like a big horrible scary place my default setting is, and always has been to go small. When I was a child I would often take myself away from reality by crawling around in the grass looking for four leaf clovers. (The neighbours must have thought I was such a strange child). Looking at the minute details in nature has always fascinated me; be it the veins in a petal, a water droplet, an ant or spider.
As today was a glorious spring day the insects and flowers were looking vibrant and I snapped a couple of pics.
I'm lucky enough to live next to a butterfly sanctuary, a woodland and the land itself is organic . I've probably got thousands of insect/flower photos on file as there is such a huge variety here.
Here's a few I took whilst imagining I was hiding in a snail shell; making a bed in a dandelion, riding a hairy spider etc. (Yes I know I'm a strange adult too!).
Grim day for world harmony.
Today when I look at the news and see how May and Trump are thinking of bombing Syria which could result in W.W.3 ; I've just realised how sane I actually am, and how it now appears that the 'actual' loonatics have taken over the asylum... :-(
I feel like I'm playing 'Artist' Musical Chairs at the moment. Just as I get going with a project, life switches the chairs again. You gotta expect that though when you've got your fingers in lots of pies.
I just keep ploughing on in the hope that at some point I will have my 'C.O.B' moment, as I call it.(Crescendo of Brilliance) whereby the play that I'm writing wins a major West End Award, my jewellery is noted for pissing all over Pandora, and I win the Turner Prize...that's all!. Fingers crossed that it doesn't end up being a nob moment 'cos that would be a flop!
It's raining AGAIN today and I'm living in hope that because we've got it in bucket loads at the moment; we'll have a lovely sunny dry summer again. (You can only hope?, but at the moment I feel like I'm drowning in hope). It may be time for a Travelling the Road tartan sou'wester. Oh yeah and Joy of Joys, I've just realised my new keyboard types a ' instead of an @ (I just had to copy and paste that one). I thought it was too good to be true.....I may be offline again for a few days whilst I get a replacement, that's if the Royal Mail do deliveries by boat? All aboard with the keyboard!. I think it's time to repeat the mantra....
A- April showers have been around since the dawn of time so they are meant to be.
B- Disney's 'April Showers' scene in Bambi ......etc etc etc......
etc etc etc
E......There's F*ck All you can do about it!
It's started raining again today, but I am remaining positive. I've been focussing on some key issues that make April showers and rain in general a positive thing.
A- April Showers have been around since the dawn of time so they are meant to be.
B- Disney's 'April Showers' scene in Bambi is one of the best hand illustrated clips EVER!
I found it beautiful and fascinating as a child, that people could draw rain so beautifully (after all it's see through isn't it?)
C- Prince's song Purple Rain; i.m.h.o. one of the best songs ever. (O.k so the rain is not purple but you could stick some Roses Chocolates Brazil Nut wrappers on the window and it could almost look like it?
D- Heavy rain during lunch hour at school meant you had to stay inside at lunchtime; which in turn meant 'activities', which in turn meant ART...Yay!
E- There's 'F*ck All' you can do about it!
.........Yes, I'm Singing in the Rain-It's easy when you're insane!......
I chose to do an activity today in my lunchtime, I stretched a scarf over a frame to see what the effect would be. I have always considered the Travelling the Road Tartan scarves to be art that you can wear, so I was interested to find out what it would look like hung on a wall. Here's the finished canvas...what do you think?
Received some excellent feedback from friends today about my website. I love it when I get feedback, as a lot of the time I feel like Tweety Pie.
I'm just here on my own in my little cage; twittering away to myself and I haven't got a clue if anyone is listening, AND there's usually a big black cat ready to trash everything if I'm not paying attention too. Mind you Looney Tunes probably wouldn't be allowed anymore due to being non P.C., and as for Woody Wood'pecker' he'd be a carpenter porn star surely?.
Spring has sprung and so has my brain!
(Sometimes I feel it is a bit like an over stuffed mattress actually?).
Jeez, the work involved in updating a page on a website runs into overtime once you've uploaded, checked, tweaked etc.
It wasn't like this 'Back in the day', then all you needed was a pencil and a rubber.....(eraser not Johnny, although you did hear rumours?... )
Anyway, I've finally started to upload images to my Gallery,...but where to start when you've been at it all your life...or where to finish...? (hopefully never 'cos I love it!).
I've also explained the process of developing the 'Travelling the Road' tartan on the Traveller Tartan page too, on the advice of a friend who told me I 'totally under sell' myself.
I love it when I get good advice from mates because sometimes when you are an artist you really 'can't see the wood for the trees'......hmmmm I wonder if Constable ever used that expression?
The three metres of fabric I won in the Print me Pretty Easter competition has arrived! The winner of the competition wins three metres of fabric printed in their own design.
I designed my fabric with a primroses theme, and made a patchwork style to signify renewal.
It was very exciting tearing into the tissue paper wrapping to view the finished print. (Far more exciting than 50 Shades of Grey, and lots more colours too!).
Now what to make with it? A friend suggested Pinny's which I quite like the idea of. Baby quilt's too as it's definately classed as cheater quilt fabric, any good suggestions?...please leave a comment if you do , or check out the fabric for sale on Print me Pretty.... (see the link above) :-)
So...When I was in the kitchen,
Doing a bit of stitching,
In comes the cat ,
and knocks the keyboard out.....
Yes; just as I decide I'm gonna start my blog and get active on the net again, one of my cats decides that they don't like it when I give some attention to my old Mac. He jumped up on the keyboard and knocked it off , ripping the usb out of the socket and rendering it 'cat'ergorically 'cat'put.
Yes it was an actual 'cat'astrophe !
The new keyboard I ordered arrived today and boy is it loud! (It's not loud as in noisy, it's colours are loud. Yellow and black with extra large letters.) It's like hazard, or warning tape I>>>>><<<<<I
(I tried to be clever there, and draw hazard tape with my new keyboard). It's not at all sophisticated like the old mac keyboard. That white letters on white keys sophistication, that anyone over 45 struggles to see without reading glasses. No this is most definately rude! If there's one thing this keyboard is shouting it's ..........F*ck Off Pussy!
April 4th......... C.K.K. (Cat killed Keyboard)
April 3rd......... C.K.K.
Guess who's back?
I've been away writing another scene of a play that I've got on the back burner.
Meanwhile back at the soggy ranch I can feel the sap rising and I've managed to add a 'click to buy' link on my 'Travelling the Road' Tartan page so you can now buy scarves and t-towels in the design. You can also read about the background work that went into developing it.
I feel that spring proper is only just around the corner now as the primroses are in full bloom which is lovely. And, Yay! I won a design competition for an Easter fabric design competition with Print me Pretty where I used primroses as the theme. You can have a look here and it's available to buy from their online shop too if you fancy making a cheater quilt, or pinny , or spring themed cushion?
This weekend I'm heading to Shropshire for a family 'do' so won't have time to blog.
So Blog off, but please come back soon!
Today you can call me Mellow Yellow.
Yep, it was such a lovely sunny day today I took the dog for an extended walk. The primroses are starting to push their way through the earth, which gave a proper spring feel to the day.
The way that I live my life is very weather dependent; and when the first proper spring 'feeling' day arrives it is always a spirit booster. I love the little primroses and love the way a colour is named after them - Primrose Yellow. It made me wonder how many colours are named after flowers? Rose, for one I guess?
Oh no! Now that's just made me think of Khaki- (the Welsh word for Shitty). Right I'm going to stop thinking about colour names as I've managed to 'taint' the subject.
Instead; here's a photo I took today for 'hue'.....
Which incidentally by nature, (unlike me ) is 'Prim' and Proper!
So yesterday I did some magic mushrooms 'cos I'd lost the 'thread'. (See yesterday's post).
Then today I went to take a photo on my phone but there was no memory left. So I had to take the files and video's off the phone and put them onto the computer (2000 plus files yikes!). Anyway; for some reason I have to upload my pics using image capture, but this will only let me load onto 'pictures' not a chosen file. So; I have to upload then, make new files to put them in. If I want to keep a hard copy I can only put between 400-450 pics on a disc , so that's quite a few new files I have to make. Then move them all by hand. Yes; you've guessed what I've been doing all day!
This is another great example of the 'A stitch in time' quote. So, hopefully tommorrow I'll be back to doing real 'stitches' when I return to my tartan hat making.
Yes;...... I'll be on it, like a Scotch Bonnet!
I had to get away from the computer the last few days as C.F. had set in...(Cabin Fever)
The melting snow had left a small trail of destruction behind and I felt I needed to get out into the fresh air.
Anyway; with the newly found envigoured me, came a desire to do some magic mushrooms.
I felt that if I did some in my shed; away from everyone else, it would be like the 'Rites of Spring'.
I have a statue outside the showman's caravan door which looks at me when ever I go in or out and it has been annoying me for a while, so today I fixed it.
I made them out of copper, then drilled a hole in her hand for her to hold them. I can't decide whether to clean the firescale off as I want to let them naturally weather like an old statue and get that verdigris hue.
What do you reckon?.... More mushrooms?...More twists?.........Or have I done too many magic mushrooms already?....... Please feel free to leave a comment :-)
Even more snow today! Topped with freezing rain. The poor plants which were just beginning to bud will really be suffering. Think I'll have to speed weave to keep warm, hmm could that become a sport in the Winter Olympics I wonder?....I fear I'm simply 'waffling' now....
The first day of spring has caught every body on the hop. It decided to snow just as the pile of wood in the shed is at a pathetic low. I've got so many layers of clothing on I look like the Goodyear boy. Here's a pic of a very 'snowy' owl I chainsaw carved for the BBC area at Glastonbury Festival. (The set designer sent me a pic of a toy owl his son had, which I copied for the area).
My dearly departed maternal grandmother Rene, has occupied my mind a lot today. She was born in 1913 and lived until she was 91 , so I was very priviledged to have known her as adult to adult. For 65 years of her life, February 28th was her birthday.
(Now; this is how much the digital age has changed things.....)
When she was 65 and due to retire from her job she applied for her birth certificate to hand into the Inland Revenue so as she could apply for her 'old age her pension', as they called it in those days.
When her Birth Certificate arrived she not only found out that her birthday was infact February 24th; but she was also only 64. Which meant she had to go back to work for another year until she could retire! Oh how the world has changed since 1978. The photo is of her as a baby sat on her mother's knee.(My Great Grandmother) Surrounded by her brothers, sisters and father Thomas who was a Tinsmith. The eldest son (Walter; I think?, middle back) is actually an adult by the time my grandmother was born. Her initials were I.E.D which I think is very apt, as I'll always remember her as a little firecracker.
I wish that the people who design black bin bags on a roll; would put two little yellow tags at the top of the opening to make it easier to pull them apart. I've wasted too much time today trying to open the top of them. (It's bin day tommorrow).
Seriously; it really is rubbish, Aint nobody got the time for dat!...(Maybe I should design some with a special easy opening feature?, then I could really say 'Bin' there, done that!
Bin-bag designers?...I'd 'sack' 'em all!
Well, some of you amateur detectives out there may have worked out; in my world B.O.A.B stands for 'Been on a Bender'.
I am blessed to have some really good friends and occasionally I get an invite for dinner a couple of nights in a row; which in itself, may lead to some shenanigans.
Anyway I'm back on track today (Literally!).
I've entered the Spoonflower Art Deco Challenge with my Tyre Print design fabric.
When I had designed the final layout for the fabric, I thought wow that's actually quite 'Art Deco'.
I then happened to notice the next 'Spoonflower Challenge' was Art Deco themed so decided to enter. I will be using this fabric as a side panel in some of the Traveller Tartan hats I am making.
It seems that the fabric in the Spoonflower competiton is for use as bedding; and I like that idea too. It's a great alternative to all the chintzy prints available at the moment. I'm hoping that it will also be a hit with all those m.a.m.i.l.s out there. (Middle aged men in lycra, who love cycling!).
(I hate to 'pump up' my own designs but what do you reckon, will I end up feeling 'deflated'?)
I've been wrapped up in fabric again today.
I've been tweaking a new fabric design that I'll probably be using along side my tartan in some of my hats. It's quite Art Deco, as well as the intended print. So I may enter it into an Art Deco themed 'Spoonflower' competition next week. (Spoonflower are a printer of surface patterns).
Here's a sneak preview, can you guess what the theme is?
Another beautiful; bright, crisp, cold day again today. Although; it was warm outside when I spent a couple of hours clearing the undergrowth, which was a really good way of blowing the cobwebs away.
Billy Graham got a call up from his boss today (tbh I had no idea he was still alive). 99 is a good age to leave this mortal coil. Annoyingly; as I've been working today in the garden I managed to get an earworm stuck in my head.
It's the last words of a song; which are 'Oh Lord Billy Graham'.
I've been trying to think which song ends with these lyrics; and my first though was 'The only boy who could ever reach me' ...(was the son of a preacher man). When I've googled the words nothing comes up; so I'm stuck with these lyrics floating around in my head, possibly like Billy Graham is floating around in the afterlife? Does anyone know the answer?
Yesterday was a C.B.A. day. Do any of you ever have them? (Can't be *rsed day).
Sometimes I just want to whittle spoons; sat in a rocking chair on the porch watching the wildlife.
The internet can totally take over your life.
I talk to a lot of creative people who hate the fact that they spend more time online dealing with advertising, sales, blogging, tweeting, instagramming etc etc than they do creating things.
I'm someone who spent years without electricity, running water and many of the luxuries most people in the western world take for granted. So occasionally I just want to think and look.
(But,.....................I may also have had a hangover from 'being' the wildlife the night before?).
Anyway; 'cap in hand' I got back in the sewing seat today started some hats and made a silver ring set with an opal. Lesson for today?
'Don't watch the wildlife'; 'Be the wildlife'.....though maybe not!
I read an interesting article today about Burberry. It was saying how Christopher Bailey was leaving Burberry and how he had helped turn around the brand; but, 'check' out that hat on the model. It's quite similar in design to my tartan; and funnily enough the two-tone pure cotton twill lining fabric I use, is reputed to be an order made for Burberry which they didn't end up using. (To be honest it feels such good quality I think it probably is?). Oh well their loss is my hat department's gain.
So my linings are no ordinary linings; they are Fab-ric too, like the tartan!
Well did the earth move for you today? (see link above). Me personally?, Well I didn't feel a thing!. (That could be due to no sense, no feeling though).
With the reported minor earthquake felt across a lot of England and Wales today, I must say I was totally unaware of it. Maybe my vintage sewing machine muffled the effect of the quake, who knows? I do wonder though, if it was caused by a slight shift in the axis of the earth as everybody ran outside in the U.K. when they saw that the sun was actually shining!...
Happy Chinese New Year of the Dog! Here's a Pekinese dog lantern for 2018, carried by Fu Bats (which are very lucky in China). Let's hope it's a lucky year for dogs too and people stop eating them.....please be nice to each other and animals. X
Feeling fed-up of February already? Don't despair, tomorrow is Chinese New Year!
It's the Chinese year of the dog; and let's hope that big pooch will come and lap up all the melancholy from winter and make a clean sweep with it's wagging tail. (Wait a minute, do I sound a little 'barking'?)
I've been busy sewing today and I've made an alternative 'golfers' style flat cap with plain black wool side panels, whaddya reckon? (Oh dear, I've just noticed I've snapped them doggy style.....)
There's a Scottish term which sums up the weather we've been having recently perfectly, "Dreek".
This type of weather always seems to be harder to bear when your home is poorly lit but, you can't go outside due to the elements. I've been trying to take some photos of my Traveller Tartan to upload onto the web, but failing miserably due to the low natural light levels.
Hey ho; I cheered myself up by looking at some old sunny pics, including this one of me from the cover of Festival Eye magazine 1998.
On a serious note I thought it was brilliant that Miranda Hart was on Twitter all day to speak with anybody who felt lonely on Valentine's Day. (Let's hope she doesn't respond with dropping her trousers to reveal she's wearing massive knickers, just like her character does in Miranda).
I think it's a good idea if on Valentine's day; people refocused on the love they receive from their friends and family, rather than romantic love. I feel blessed to have such good friends. Sending love out to.... (I was going to say all of my readers, but I'm on the free weebly website and can't see if I have any haha)......anyone who's reading this X
Woah! was it windy and rainy last night. It can be quite hard to get a decent nights sleep when the walls are flexing, believe you me. I'm amazed my clown teapots didn't become lemmings and walk off the mantlepiece. I can't wait until the warmer weather is here though, and I can re-decorate my old Circus Wagon. (I've already designed a leopard's head wall stencil using the word Lolly in a 'Vision On' type of way, which I am very pleased with). Yes, this spring will definately be bringing more colour than usual. I can azure you!
Early this morning I was walking around site snapping pics of various frost patterns and had to do a double take when I saw this reflection of myself in a solar panel. I couldn't quite work out which bit was which?.
If that small bit at the top of the shadow is my head, then I'm now wondering if I have any shrew genes? (see previous posts)
On the positive side; I won't need much Traveller Tartan to make myself a hat! but, I could end up in Whitby Museum some day :-0
Here's a pic of the finished cap from two different angles. I think it's worked quite well.
I've now started making a slightly different one, and I'll keep on tweaking the pattern until I've used up all the fabric I've woven on the loom. (I wonder if I manage to sell a few, will that make me a potential 'Cap'italist?...I suspect not, just a mad hatter). I've got such a 'brim' full of wordplay, it's 'pun'damonium here!
Feb 10th Well, if you read yesterday's post and were intrigued as to what the fishy thing was, well here's the answer.....
It's a different style of flat cap. Made with my own hand woven traveller tartan, using pure merino blend wool and hand made by me. Seriously, it would be hard to find a more 'haute couture' hat. I've added a cartwheel button on the back or front depending on which way it is worn.
In pic 2 I think it looks a bit 'Super Mario'?; but, I'm going to be stitching the top and the peak together so that it is more of a golfing cap style. (Not that I've ever; or am ever likely to play golf! which is ironic as I have been 'putting' in the hours making this hat), how many you ask?.......Fore! (plus some more)..
Hot off the ironing board!...Friday night and I'm home alone again, and on a mission. Not wishing to quote that 'persona non grata - Rolf'...Can you tell what it is yet?
I'll give you a clue- It is not a God Cod. (The fishy thing Christians have on the back of their cars; which shows other Christians that they are swinmming in the same pond, which then makes Goths want to have their chips and eat them).
Question no. 2 -..Is it a good idea to use a steam iron in a badly lit room after a couple of voddies?.. Answers on a postcard to Musgrave Hospital, Taunton. (Hopefully not)....
I'm finding it hard to concentrate on just one thing today. Does anyone else have a folder of Inventions and a folder of Unexplained Theories in their filing system I wonder? (please leave a comment and let me know if you do?)
To add to all the jobs I've got on the go at the moment; I now also want to enter an 'invention competition' with an item I've thought about which could be very useful. So my brain feels like a pinball; bouncing from idea to idea with the various novel devices/artwork etc etc lighting up different areas.
Whilst running between sheds today I found a dead shrew, poor thing looked so sweet. I couldn't help but think that their lives are probably as busy and as hectic as mine, just in a very different way. I read an amazing fact about shrews though. Common shrews have evolved an amazing adaptation to survive through the winter. Their skulls shrink by nearly 20% and their brains get smaller by as much as 30%. Their other organs also lose mass and their spines get shorter. Their total body mass drops by about 18% as a result. When spring arrives, they grow until they reach roughly their original size. Scientists believe that dropping temperatures trigger their bodies to breakdown bones and tissues and absorb them. As temperatures start to rise with the onset of spring, their bodies start to rebuild the lost bones and tissues. This significantly reduces their food requirements and increases their chances of survival in the winter. Imagine if that happened to humans? It would be like a scene from Beetlejuice or Whitby Museum when I was young!
I nipped out to walk the dog and cats today and had to marvel at what a glorious day it was. Bright sun but crispy under foot. Nature's colours seem so much more vibrant on these spring days. It really helps to blow away the winter cobwebs. Cabin Fever lifted!, thanks to the Pussy Willow which was a joy to stand amongst. I'm sure I could hear it purring?.
Ok so I know I should 'button' my lip and stop whining on about the dreaded button holes; but, have you seen the 'attachment foot of doom' that comes with my sewing machine for doing the deed?
It's so scary; and, this is from someone who as a child was fascinated by the 'hand' of glory in Whitby Museum. (The hand of glory was the only known surviving relic which was used in witchcraft for burglary. Whereby the cured hand of a hanged man was reputed to give burglars who use it as a macabre candle holder, the ability to enter houses undetected.) (Well that and the shrunken heads which have now been repatriated in New Zealand,...... yes, I was a strange child?). Yeah, well back to the button hole foot.. I've decided I'm giving it the boot!
It seems too complex so it's back to basics and I might even do it by hand.. (But, I wont be using the 'Hand of Glory')..
And it's back to sewing. As you may know I've been leaving the button holes on the waistcoat until last, and wishing that there would be a kind of 'elves and shoemaker' scenario where by they'd be miraculously sewn in the night. Not surprisingly that hasn't happened. I'm now planning out several hats to make too, from the woven fabric left over from cutting out the waistcoat. I'm like a spinning top bouncing all over, cutting out hat patterns and sewing scarves whilst avoiding the elephant in the room 'button holes'. I've also designed a velvet cushion for a competition on SurfacePatternPrint for Valentines Day. I had to upload a pic onto Instagram which took me a while to work out as my phone wouldn't let me download the app. I wanted the design to look like one of those 1950's velvety U.V. mexican style cushions but with a chainsaw on it, (forget about the flowers). What do you reckon?
I went to Rockaway Park today, it's a scrap yard by Bristol with an Arty twist. It's a very positive happy atmosphere and there are lots of metal sculptures to see, paintings, a blacksmith, acoustic sessions, cafe, tattoo studio, the list goes on. The weather was chilly but there was a lovely big fire pit to warm your cockles by. I also caught up with lots of friends too which topped the day off.
And I can't believe I've finally worked out how to post so that the most recent blog is at the top of the page!. I've searched online for a couple of months trying to find out how to get the page to automatically add new posts at the top, but the main gripe seems to be that there is no facility to allow this to happen on this type of site. Then I had a moment of enlightenment...just physically post it at the top Duuurrrr! Thank-you to those people who have been reading my blog and had the patience to scroll to the bottom of the page to read the most recent post though! It's amazing how something so simple can seem so complicated sometimes!
Here I am wearing the hat that fits!..It's one of the outfits for a dance routine I did at Barbara Benson's School of Dance in Whitby, I think I was probably aged 13 ish?..Yes that's me Loll Golding U.K.A.P.T.D. (United Kingdom Alliance of Professional Tap Dancers)...(just don't ask me how to post a blog at the top of a page hehe)
I've managed to locate some brass cart wheel buttons and they arrived in the post today. Inside the envelope was a paper bag which contained the buttons, which was a nice 'old fashioned' way to receive them. I really like them and think they'll look 'wheely' good with my tartan, the only downside is that I'll have to make button holes for them HELP!
When we were children if Dr Who had a scary bit in it, we used put our coats over our heads and peep through the button holes to watch it. That way it didn't seem so scary. I can't believe I'm now scared of sewing 'actual' button holes haha.....
So February is upon us; the season of frozen roses in the night and confused wasps who wake up when the woodburner is roaring, then perish in the cold. Animals and plants alike must be confused by our confusing seasons? In the meantime I'm dealing with confusing button holes and confusing computer programs, first world problems eh? But I must say this weather is perfect for a bit of Travelling the Road merino wool woven tartan, I wish I'd made myself some under garments in it now. Oh and I've 'cotton'ed on to a slightly cheaper fabric printer/supplier so I've ordered 2 metres to see what their quality is like. I've decided to call the square scarves I've made 'neckerchiefs' as I like the description on wikipedia - 'a scarf traditionally worn by workers in the field'. I may have to rustle up one of those 1930's style 'workers in the field ' type posters to advertise them.
Hmmm, I might be short but I'm never short of ideas!
Happy New Year Everyone!
(It's the Chinese year of the Dog, which probably explains why I am feeling woof?)
All the doors of the 'Advert Calendar' have now been closed (check out December 2017 in the archives of the blog page if you missed it), and now it's curtains for me!....
Yes, I always like to be producing something so during my Christmas hols I've been making new curtains for my 1930's Showman's wagon. The old pair were crushed red velvet with a gold trim, and the new ones are crushed red velvet with a gold trim...(Ok, I like red crushed velvet curtains with gold trims!).
However; I don't wish to blow my own trumpet but, I believe I may have produced the fanciest curtains in Circusdom. What do you think?
I've learnt a new skill today and it's riveting. Literally!
I thought I'd better make myself a bag to keep my 'Travelling the Road' tartan scarves and t-towels in as they don't look too 'business-like' in a Sainsbury's carrier bag.
The ingredients I used were-
A piece of 'Travelling the Road' hand woven wool tartan,
An old bicycle tyre I found outside,
A 100% cotton scarf lining,
A bag of shackles ,
A pack of tarpaulin eyelets,
Some square sew-on embellishments for Cat's-eyes.
Red, Amber, Green Glass beads.
As I had decided a new weaving loom was not in my price range at the moment, I bought a 1950's children's Spears Weaving loom to work out the thread count etc of the tartan I've designed. This type of loom allowed me to develop a fine weave tartan, but the process turned out to be far more complex than I could ever have imagined a simple line design could be.
To register a tartan with the Scottish Tartans Authority you need to know first the thread count, (how many threads of each colour and in what order etc); the sett, whether it's a diagonal repeat etc etc. There are companies which will help you design a tartan but they want a nice cut per yard if it's woven.
Anyway, with all the experimenting I did to get the right thread count,colours etc. it's meant that I've now got some nice samples of the fabric in it's development. Hence the piece of tartan I used in this bag.
I decided to use a tyre in the design as it's representative of travelling and it makes it chunky and funky. The shackles and eyelets? well, they're just plain sexy!
I can't stop stroking it, is that wrong?
I think it’s fair to say I’ve turned into a right sew and sew already this month. My 6ft x 4ft £30 shed has been transformed into a cosy sewing hut. I’ve ‘Thatched’ the roof with cider cans and miraculously it seems to be waterproof and I’ve lined the inside with some sheets of polystyrene I found at Glastonbury Festival. I was a bit worried with all those gales last night that it was going to take off like Dorothy’s cabin in the Wizard of Oz and I was so happy to see it still sat there this morning. (It must have been the ‘Thatcher King’ I made and put on the apex of the roof creating some sort of Ciderdelic voodoo to protect it).
I’ve got to admit when the light starts to fade I do need to ‘cotton on’ to some better lighting inside though. It’s ‘Reel’ bad. (A bit like that pun) and finally, as you can see I need to ‘shed’ some light on it……(Help!,I seriously need to go to 'pun' detox)....
Today I’ve been sewing the edges of a pure merino wool ‘Travelling the Road ‘ scarf I’ve woven (not a very good pic, I know). I’d read that you had to leave a little extra wool in the weave so that the final piece of cloth isn’t pulled or bunched, but I think I’ve over done it and the effect is a little loopy.
Kind of apt for me though eh? A little bit loopy!
I love little pussy her coat is so warm,
and if I put my bag down for a minute she sneakily curls up on it.
My cat Eartha thinks my new merino wool bag is the cat's whiskers, and even though I keep removing her from it she's convinced if she sneaks up again and looks casual I won't notice her. Not a cat in Hell's chance Eartha.
Busy, busy busy......
When someone suggested today we go for a walk up Brent Knoll to blow the cobwebs away from the over indulgences of the Festive Season I though “here’s a good chance to test out my ‘Travelling the Road’ merino wool scarf”.
The little online bit I’d read which stated it was just a short walk from the church turned out to be a load of ‘hillocks’. Why oh why didn’t I work it out for myself that to get to the top of a hill you have to walk uphill! However: I made like Sir Edmund Hilary and reached the 449ft summit, but whoa was it blowy!
You can see the directions of my hair in the two pics, the one on the left is at base camp, hair pointing down. The one on the right is at the summit hair pointing up.
The real champ though was the scarf. There was no tickling or scratching as I’d used King Cole anti-tickle merino wool in the weaving of it. When I got back to the car I felt like doing a David ‘Brent Knoll’ dance, (David Brent being the guy from 'The Office' played by Ricky Gervais) but I thought that maybe Brent Knoll village wasn’t ready for me yet?....
Do you ever put things ‘somewhere safe’ and then can’t remember where you have put them? That’s what I did with a small offcut of bicycle tyre, but Hey Presto! it turned up today in an obvious place (I’m sure it wasn’t there before?) This meant I could attach the last shackle on my bag, which is the closure shackle. Like the needle I used this bag has been a learning ‘curve’. The needle started off straight but sewing through rubber with thick thread has left it bent, even though I’ve straightened it out a couple of times. I’m pleased with the finished article and the T-towels and scarves fit perfectly inside. ‘Travelling the Road’ tartan? You could say I’ve got that one in the bag!
Good Golly Miss Molly! I do love the local buy and sell groups on Facebook. I've just bought a 'Brother' from another mother. I was lucky enough to get this 1950's semi-industrial sewing machine today for a bargain price. It's so classy looking, with a proper 'Rock n Roll' or 50's style Cadillac gold font logo. I've given it a good clean and removed a lot of lint from inside it. These machines are far sturdier than most modern ones. I've just got to give it a good oiling now 'cos you know how it is with these golden oldies "Grease is the word"! I feel like I should be wearing a circle skirt and bobby socks when I'm using it but in my shed I think thermals and a bobble hat are more suitable. Ok, so I'm off to play with my 'Sweet little Rock and Roller'. See you later Alligators!
I know to some people vintage sewing machines are of no interest, so I've decided to 'sex' mine 'up' to try and share some of it's extremely attractive qualities with you. I've made a list of 10 points (with pictures) that make my semi-industrial 1950's wonder extra special. Here it is, and I suggest you read it slowly with a Nigella Lawson voice-
Damn it!!!! ...Why does my Nigella Lawson always turn into Mrs Slocombe?
Maybe it's just not possible to 'sex up' sewing after all?
It's been a lovely cold but sunny day today, great for reminding us that spring will be coming soon!
I managed to get the light working on my vintage sewing machine today. I took a bulb from my broken machine and tried it in the socket but nothing happened . So I removed the bulb and got a bit of sandpaper and sanded the brass points in the socket (obviously with the power switched off haha). Still it didn't work, so I levered up the brass points in the socket to try and get a better connection with the bulb and Hey Pesto! it worked!
So it's been cleaned; oiled and, Hallelujah! now I can truly see the light!.
I’m Stihl on the sewing ‘thread’ today. I’ve just uploaded a fabric design on Print me Pretty called ‘And I love you Stihl’ . I’ve entered it into their monthly design challenge.
In the past I’ve carved quite a few chainsaw sculptures and always fancied designing some fabric with a chainsaw theme. (Maybe you could vote for me when the design challenge goes live on January 17th, ‘cos I hate to be a ‘Saw’ loser haha). I have another fabric on the site which I designed for their Bonfire Night Challenge called ‘Bangers!’ featuring old fashioned banger fireworks, (not every car I’ve ever owned). I am ‘Living in a 'Material' World’ at the moment and it’s Fab-ric! …
Today I've been having a spring clean of my 1930's Showman's living wagon. I've decided to sell my beloved Hostess Stove as I need to make the tow weight lighter so that it can be towed with a smaller lorry. I've listed it on eBay and it's got lots of watchers already. I feel quite nervous about letting it go, almost like I'm giving a kitten away. Strange how inanimate objects can make you feel like that, or is it just me? (feel free to leave a comment and let me know)
I got an email today reminding me that the last day to enter the National Portrait Gallery Competition is nearly here. Every year I get this email and every year I think "Next year I'll be more organised, and I'll have the perfect sized oil portrait ready to take a pic of to enter", and it goes on and on each year with me always forgetting to be prepared for it.
I used to enter it years ago when I had to drive my actual paintings to a pick-up point in Bristol from where it could be transfered to London. I bet the NPG is so greatful to the digital era whereby folks just have to send a jpg.
Back in the early 90's I went on the Enterprise Allowance Scheme as a Portrait Artist; this was well before the computer digital era and I might have made a decent living out of it if I had lived in one place, but I was constantly moving around which didn't help with commissions. I had a portfolio of famous faces at the time to show people how I could capture a likeness, and I generally worked in watercolour pencils for convenience. Here's a water colour pencil pic of Frank Bruno who was a top boxer in the early 90's, what do you reckon?
(I've been avoiding the internet for the past couple of days, sometimes I just have to get away from it as it can really hook you in.) I've been busying myelf though. I've designed a doormat for the showman's wagon, made and packaged 10 t-towels, finished building my new loom and managed to warp it (thread it up).
There are youtube videos that show a similar loom being warped up in 15 mins. I imagined I would be able to do this too but in reality it took me into the early hours of last night; but I got there in the end. It can be such a tease when someone makes a job appear so simple because they've done it hundreds of times, but when you try to do the same thing it feels like someone has put some massive comedy mittens on you and a pair of vaseline smeared goggles. I can't blame the woman in the tutorial though.......It's probably just her 'warped' sense of humour.
I've just tied off my first, larger piece of tartan made on a loom. I'd almost got the hang of using the loom once I was near to finishing the cloth. Now I can't wait to make my first item out of it. I've been thinking maybe a waistcoat and hat, (but not a 'tam o shanter' haha).
Your Artist will be with you shortly, in the meantime here's the test card.........
Khan the cat on a cold tin roof keeps guard along with the Jolly Thatcher King as I attach a hanger for a solar lantern onto my sewing hut. This time though, it's not a Thatchers I'm using; it's a Woodpecker!
Ok, so I've found a sewing pattern for both male and female waistcoats that I like and I've woven enough fabric to make them so here goes! It's going to feel a bit scary cutting up the fabric I have woven on the loom, and I'll have to stitch the edges before cutting to prevent unravelling of the fabric . If it all goes to plan these will be very, very exculsive waistcoats. They will be hand-woven in my unique design and hand made by me. Let's hope it all goes to plan and they end up being waistcoats and not wastecoats haha......wish me luck!
I can't help thinking about my parents today. January the 25th was their wedding anniversary. They were married for 29 years and remained good friends after their divorce (it always helps if there is nobody else involved). My dad sadly died 3 years ago, but my parents were such a great support and absolutely believed in my talents as an artist. From a very young age I was encouraged to pursue my skills and they encouraged this by asking me to paint the house signs for our smallholding when I was aged 13. Then at 15 they asked me to paint the whole frontage of the shop they ran at a campsite they managed when my dad retired from Fylingdales Early Warning Missile Station. (The campsite was Ugthorpe Lodge Caravan Park, and I love the fact that the campsite are now offering shepherd's hut style accomodation to stay in). The frontage included half a dozen eggs in an egg box, ice creams, sweets and other things we sold in the campsite shop, (there may have even been a bog roll in there) .I wish I had a photo of it but basically the frontage was like something you'd see on a trendy pub in Stokes Croft in Bristol. If only we had had camera phones back then, ..but on second thoughts, maybe not haha.
Today I'm biting the bullet and cutting out the pattern for the 'Travelling the Road' tartan waistcoat I'm about to make. I'm hoping I can succeed in the task before a dog or cat runs in and trashes the very thin and delicate paper...fingers crossed!
I'm loving the yellow and black two tone gaberdine style lining I've chosen for the waistcoat. The ebay seller who was selling it; said it was a batch that was made for Burberry but they never used it, and to be honest I wouldn't be suprised if it was because it feels like it is such good quality.
I've been picking and un-picking the collar and seams of the waistcoat until I got it right. Now I am picking the buttons for it. I've been saving these enamelled wheel buttons for ages to put on something special and I reckon they look just right on this waistcoat, (you could say I'm wheely chuffed, but then again ...maybe not?)
It's very nerve wracking cutting up the fabric you have woven, but it's just as scary doing the button holes on the waistcoat. I kind of allowed myself to be distracted by making myself a Baker's Boy hat rather than tackling the dreaded things. I literally 'take my hat off' to anyone that can do them with ease. The cap turned out ok though, and I topped it off with a wheel button as well, (there's a close up of the button top right as it wasn't very clear in the photo) ...have a 'peak' below....
At last I managed to get into town today and buy some tailor's chalk for marking out my fabric for cutting it. I have been using standard blackboard chalk and the line is too thick so now the job should be more exact. I love the fact that I can still buy Tailors Chalk from the sewing shop in town. So many small independent shops and makers on the high street are closing down.
When I was a child most adult women would have had Tailors Chalk in their sewing box for marking out. It's very nostalgic for me as my mum was a seamstress and always had a good supply and I still love holding a new triangular piece in my hand as it's so smooth to touch. Thank-you 'Groves' of Thame, Oxforshire for continuing to make it. You can 'Chalk' me up as another happy customer!
Last day of the month and January has flown by. It's been very chilly today but the sun shone this morning as I walked over to my sewing hut, and I couldn't help but notice the daffodils are beginning to push their way through the cold earth ready for the trumpet herald. Excellent!
So I'm bidding farewell to January; it's never been an easy month, and not an easy one to rhyme with.
But........Can you worry about January?.........Nope!
Today marks the launch of my 'Advert Calendar', that's right Advert not Advent. This is an Art Project which I hope will add fun to the festive season and I hope to sell some Art work too. I recently heard a song called "Who took the Merry out of Christmas"?. Well I'D like to put it back in again. Christmas in my opinion has got far too commercial; but everything I sell is made/designed by me not a big manufacturer. I'm more like the toymaker out of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (Benny Hill). This project raises a couple of serious points too. Like can humour help in Advertising and will people accept that my pieces are actually art?. People may look at my t-towel holder and think that's expensive for a t-towel holder or they may look at the same item and think that's cheap for a piece of Modern Art. All the products advertised in the Advert Calendar are genuine things I have made and are for sale. I hope you like it; I hope you buy something and I hope you have a laugh. Feel free to comment with your suggestions. As it's the 1st December I have opened the first door :-)
Here are some other pieces of Artwork I've done of Mrs. Thatcher
So, it's day 2 of the 'Advert Calendar" are you hooked yet?
So here we are at Day 3 of the 'Advert Calendar' and 'what's behind the door today?' ...It's only a 'Big Ego' Massager!
So far Mrs T's A'ole is proving very popular but I've just had word that Vladamir Putin has received the 'Big Ego Massager' he ordered from me and he is enjoying the benefits whilst holidaying at a famous Russian resort by the lakes. He's reportedly feeling absolutely fabulous! This advertising Campaign couldn't go any better!...(actually I havent sold one yet :-/)
Jeremy collecting his Mrs T-towel holder today
Day 5. and are you Tongue Tied?...Todays piece of Art- A choice of Satin or Cotton Designer Scarf, unique and designed and made by me... feel free to comment!
Day 6 and I'm throwing this in the mix, ... A canvas stretched print of a bunch of (Ar*se*****)...ahem I mean Flowers...
Nigel collecting his canvas today :-).
Day 7 and the back door is open once again!
It was sooo funny today when purely by co-incidence Theresa May and Arlene Foster turned up at exactly the same time to collect their 'Bunch of A-holes ' brooches they'd ordered from me at www.multitalentedartist.com . Seriously this is Turner prize winning stuff , somebody needs to nominate me quickly!
Day 8 and the 'Advert calendar ' is going really well !.....
Yesterday somebody said to me I've been reading your blog and why haven't you put any of your lovely 'nice' jewellery for sale?. It's all rude stuff you've been putting up and you make such lovely jewellery. Then I had a bit of self analysing and realised I've probably got Art Tourettes. (Hmmm I just realised that word is spelt Analy sing and I for one don't fancy anyone singing me a song from that hole). Anyway so today; on day 8, here is a different kind of 'nice' ring.
Day 9 and it's K9!.... (maybe I should have taken the advice of my Art teachers and got a job writing headline 'puns' for The Sun Newspaper)...
Advert Calendar day 10...and it's 'Life and Death' all over again, and again and again!,
Cor blimey you'll never believe what happened today? I was quietly sitting there having me Sunday Dinner when there's a knock at the door "Who is it?" I shout..
"It's me Sigmund Freud,
I've come here in my Time Machine to buy your version of "Life and Death".....well I never?.....
By the way, if you like what I do and want to win a unique sterling silver "Hello Sh*tty' ring made by me, then have a look at my facebook page multitalentedartist https://www.facebook.com/blingandting/ if you like and share it before Christmas eve you will be entered into the draw on Chritmas Eve....Good Luck and share away... Thanx. .
Day 11 and welcome to Hard Core heaven!
Funnily enough in the past I have sold a pair of these each, to two' legal eagle' types. They have enormous fun wearing them to court. There's nothing like feeling naughty when you are being serious!... But guess what?, you'll never believe what happened today!. I was beavering away in my workshop when I kept hearing this rustling noise outside. "What the Dickens IS that noise?" I thought to myself. So I cautiously opened the door and guess what?..It was only Meghan Markle! "Blimey what are you doing here", I said. "Well", she said... (spoiler alert!)..."Unless I can buy a pair of your Special Brew cufflinks for Hairy to wear on our Wedding Day then the wedding is off!".(I've noticed she always calls him Hairy not Harry, which makes me chuckle). "Hold your Horses Madam!" I said, "I'll see what I can do"............She could not contain her excitement as she left carrying a pair of my cufflinks. "It's on again!" she shouted and headed off with THE most enormous grin......Well I never?
'Advert Calendar' Day 12 come and have a 'Special' delve....
I am seriously having the strangest week…. This morning I was listening to Ken Bruce’s ‘Pop Master’ when there’s this tap at the window. “Oi! Oi!” came the voice. I looked up, only to see it was His Royal Highness Prince Harry!
I leapt to my feet to let him in, as it was still frosty outside. “Come on in Your Royal Highness” I stuttered, “how can I help you Sir”?
‘Well blud it’s like dis”, he replied. “I hear you’re packing Brew Earrings, and I’m gonna have me sum innit?”. “Gosh”, I said ”What is it with you Royals and Special Brew?”. “Me and me Bredren just can’t get enough of it; and we fink it’s funny see, with da crown on it and dat”, he replied. “Does Her Majesty the Queen know about your love of it?” I asked. “Ah me Nan loves it too, True Dat!” he replied, “and guess what tabs she smokes as well?”. “I’ve no idea?” I said mystified. “Regal!”
Right at that very moment a wall of the most appalling smell hit me, the essence of which was Special Brew mixed with Roast Swan! . “I’m outta here mate!” spluttered the laughing Royal; and he gingerly sloped off WEARING the earrings! Well, you could have knocked me down with a Prince of Wales feather!
Above is an Antique Painting of Woman with a Special Brew earring.
Below is a pic of the earrings being made by me in my workshop.
Bottom pic- Gorgeous Girls wear them too!
'Advert Calendar' Day 13....(Lucky for some?) hmmm, does Superstition rule Supreme?
This month has been mad enough already, but I’m having to pinch myself to believe what has just happened! .....
I popped outside to change the gas bottle for my soldering torch and who’s sat there just looking at me with a look of relief in his eyes?
.......It’s was only Stephen Hawking!... Yep...
“Goodness me”, I said “You gave me a right start Stephen, what on earth are YOU doing here?’
(Computer robot voice)…”You madam are a F*cking Genius!”…….
Well you could have blown me away right there and then…Stephen Hawking calling ME a genius!
(Computer robot voice again) “Your theory on rainbows being made of ‘Unicorn Farts’ could have saved me so much time over the years explaining to people the science of how rainbows are formed. If only I had bought one of your brooches years ago I could have answered all those people by just pointing at my brooch.
Please! Please! Could you put your very talented hands to work again to create another, different themed brooch for me to buy from you as well as this one for just £24.99?”
I hastily replied ‘Yes of course, I would be very proud to Stephen. What sort of brooch would you like me to make for you?”
Stephen Hawking -“The question is Black Holes and how are they formed? - Golf balls are the answer”…
“Stephen I’m on it faster than a particle in the Hadron collider ”, I replied.
He spun around in his wheelchair but as he disappeared into the grey drizzly afternoon he took one last look over his shoulder at me, and we gave each other a knowing salute…….,Well, I never?
Day 14 and the door has been opened in true Punk style it's a little late and chaotic!
You’re probably not going to believe me when I tell you this (unless of course, someone’s ever put the willies up you?) but have you ever thought there is someone watching you when there’s nobody there? Well after today I can confirm that I DO believe in ghosts.
Earlier today I went outside to get an armful of dry kindling when all of a sudden I felt like I’d stepped into a fridge as an icy chill shot up my spine. I let out a shrill shriek and as I spun around there was an apparition of a man hovering above me in a 1950’s suit.
“Don’t be frightened” spoke the entity “I’m here to buy your Sigue Sigue Spoon Face Sterling Silver pendant ” he said in an echoey voice.
“But…but…who are you?’ I stuttered.
“I’m the ghost of Robert Oppenheimer the inventor of the Atom Bomb and forefather of the Nuclear Missile” he spoke.
“I don’t understand” I said. “Why would you want to buy my hand-made pendant, and how could you possibly pay for it?”.
He replied “I’ve always loved Sigue Sigue Sputnik, especially their hit Love Missile F1-11 which reached No 3 in the charts in 1986. I really wish I had invented a ‘Love Missile’ instead of a Nuclear Missile. If I had I wouldn’t be stuck here in Purgatory for ever, although, to be fair I have found a way of manipulating online data from here and I’ve managed to deposit £79.99 into your Paypal account”…..
With that I took my phone out of my pocket and I could see that indeed, he had deposited the money into my Paypal account…
“I’ll get it for you now” I said as he held his hand out to me.
I placed the pendant in his open palm but it just fell through onto the grass beneath. I picked it up and tried again but to no avail. I tried for a third time but I could see the tormented look etched into his face as it fell onto the ground once more….
”Sh*t!.....Sh*t!.....F*CKING SH*T!...he said and disappeared as fast as he had appeared.
……..So if anybody wants to buy it, it’s still for sale…..
Day 15 already! (remember all items in the 'Advert calendar' are real, and hand made/designed by me and are for sale) Pm me if you'd like to buy anything and click on my multitalentedartist page on Facebook and like and share for your chance to win a 'Hello Sh*tty'
solid 925 silver ring of a Kitty poking it's tongue out. Drawn randomly on Christmas Eve , Good luck! Also; Please feel free to leave a comment here or on Facebook , I'd love to hear from you! ....
I nearly leapt out of my skin this morning when I was taking a bin bag outside and the loudest Trumpet Fanfare you have ever heard was sounded right next to me.
I jumped back 6 inches and it’s a good job I did, because I’d nearly put a full bin bag of rubbish on top of Her Royal Majesty the Queen! (The thing is I had read that when people had met her the first thing that had struck them was how petite she is?).
I fell to one knee and addressed her.
“Your Royal Majesty I am your humble servant. How can I be of help to you?”
“Well”, she replied.
“My husband and I have a huge collection of priceless art works and I am continually adding to that collection. My aides tell me you are tipped to be the next big star in the world of Art”. “So I intend to buy something from you as I’m sure it will be worth thousands in the future”.
“As I shall be spending Christmas at Balmoral I wish to buy something that will also be a Christmas Gift for my husband the Duke of Edinburgh .
We love Balmoral. Christmas in Scotland is a pure joy. We dress up in kilts; dance the Highland fling, have a dram of single malt whiskey whilst listening to the bracing sound of the bagpipes as we are watched over by The Monarch of the Glen. My mother was Scottish you know?
Yes I would like to purchase something with a Scottish theme for my husband,….a necklace possibly?. Yes; a necklace of a Scotsman in a kilt, made in Sterling silver on a ball chain perhaps? Do you have such a thing? Possibly, with a Haggis too?
I thought about the “Where’s my Haggis” necklace I had made in 925 Sterling Silver which I had listed for sale on my multitalentedartist facebook page, then quickly replied,
“Erm…No, Your Majesty”.
Sh*t! she said. ‘In that case I’ll have some of your Special Brew cufflinks, Philip loves getting Royally Mortal!”…. Well, I never?
Advert Calendar Day 16.... How do you like it, Muddy or Green?
It's a Glastonbury Pyramid stage necklace!
(Thought for the day)....
I am very greatful to the 162 people who have liked my Facebook page multitalentedartist. However; in a desperate attempt to gain more 'likers' I have taken this photo of a kitten hostage, and am threatening to give it a badly photo edited ending unless I get more 'likes'....we shall see?...
While I remember,...here's your Christmas Card.
Peace on Earth.......Just don't look outside.
(notice the Dalek outside the window?...oh, and a Special Brew Earring!)
We have arrived at Day 17 , and I am struggling to keep it clean (I can feel my Art Tourettes kicking in again)
Well my life is turning into something of a remake of Charles Dickens’s ‘A Christmas Carol’.
Not long after I had posted my ‘Eye’ necklace for sale today, I was visited by another spectre. Yep, two ghosts in a week. Only this one was a dandy if ever I’ve seen one!
“Who are you?” I enquired of my bewigged visitor.
“It’s me Casanova, I’m here to buy your 'Look of Love’ Eye Necklace” he replied.
"To be honest” I said “I have had problems in the past with payment and collection of goods where ghosts have been involved”. “Having said that, I can see why YOU would wish to buy ‘The look of Love’ necklace as history records you as supposedly being THE most romantic man EVER”.
“It’s not because it’s the ‘look of love’ that I wish to buy it", he said. “It’s because it’s the ‘eye’; yeah, I like to give the ladies the eye and then they fall at my feet”.
“Most of the time in my life I just drew an eye on a piece of paper with a biro and then gave it to them”, he said.
Blummin 'eck, you could say I was completely flabbergasted.
“Well, I'M not falling for that!” I stated in no uncertain terms. “Be gone with you!"
I will NOT; I repeat NOT tolerate anybody who is CORNEA than me!........and he was gone in the blink of an eye........Well, I never?..
Day 18 and it's 'Flying by'
I was just popping out to get tea-bags earlier, and guess what? Blocking my exit was this huge Angry Bird!...
“Oi! I’ve got a ‘bone’ to pick with you!” the owl said.
“Remember when I told you I was fed up with being a cute fluffy owl and how I wished you could turn me into an Eagle instead?” “And then I asked you to give me a huge pecker like an Eagle?, I MEANT beak , Beak not PENIS FFS!”. “Didn’t you realize I was female?” “And to think, they call US bird-brained? You’ve turned me into a ‘Chick’ with a Dick!”...
“Oh dear I’m so sorry I had no idea my feathered friend”, I replied. “But to be honest, at a mere £64.99 you ARE going really cheep and I don’t think anybody else will notice”, I stated.
“No one will notice?” the bird replied. “It’s all over Twitter!”
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'Advert calendar' Day 19
I was working away on my wooden necklaces this morning (made from the ancient oak tree ‘Gog’ which stands at the bottom of Glastonbury Tor). When I thought I saw a Leprechaun outside. I opened the door and standing there is this little fella with a moustache and a mullet and a massive grin on his face.
“Hello, can I help you?” I asked.
“Yes” he replied.
“I’m Ron Jeremy the legendary Porn Star and I’m here to get ancient wood”…..
Well, you can imagine my reply?…….
Day 20 is here, but it's Anonymous.... (and don't forget the fate of the photo of the kitten is in your hands and that 1 Ton weight is getting closer!) click on the link below to go to my facebook page to save it!
Day 21 of the 'Advert Calendar'
I was listening to local radio in my workshop today when The Crystals Da Doo Ron Ron came across the airwaves. How funny I thought, here I am attaching crystals to a pendant and this song is playing. Life eh? When all of a sudden I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard an abrupt knock at the door. I leapt up to open it and I realized it was only Ron blummin’ Jeremy AGAIN!
“Blimey Ron you sure know how to put the willies up someone don’t you?” I said.
“Well I’m here to buy your Sterling Silver ‘Good F*ck’ necklace” he said.
“I’m sorry Ron” I said, ”I’m afraid you don’t qualify for that necklace. You were paid to be in those films and those women were paid to engage with you, and to be honest I think you are more of a novelty act?”.
He started to mumble…“But”… “No Butts Ron!” I said, “You just don’t qualify for it!”……….
“Ok can I have some Special Brew cufflinks for the bargain price of just £9.99 then?” he asked.
“Ok, I’ll get you some now” I replied; but as I turned my back and bent down to get a pair of them, he whipped out a very large…….. sprig of mistletoe and looked at me like a hamster that wanted another chocolate chip cookie.
“Here’s your cufflinks!” I said.
“Now Do One Ron Ron…just Do One Ron!”
"Advert Calendar Day 22........
Sometimes it’s like Paddington station here, but you don’t see The Queen at Paddington Station very often and I’ve seen her twice this week, Yes!.
I opened a cupboard door in the workshop and there she was rummaging through my items.
“I need some jewellery to wear to Harry and Meghan Markle’s wedding” she said. “Ok”, I replied. “What sort of thing do you like? I mean what are your interests?” .
“Well I like Dawgs” she said. “I like short stocky dawgs and diamonds or crystals; yes, shorty stocky dogs with crystals, a necklace perhaps?... yes do you have any jewellery like that for sale?”
“Ah, Your Majesty, do you know the film Snatch?” I asked.
“Yes one does “she replied. “That’s the film with Ron Jeremy in it, isn’t it?”
“Erm………Would you like some Special Brew Earrings?” I asked
'Advert Calendar' Day 23......
“I am Donald Trump”, were the first words I heard today.
No Hello’s or Good Day Ma’ams. Just “I am Donald Trump and I am here to buy your ‘Well Hung’ Sterling Silver Necklace, because mine is this big”, he said holding his hands apart.
"Well I’ve heard that you are a fantasist with a Narcissistic Personality Disorder", I said. “Why should I sell it to you? I’ve already had emails from Ron Jeremy and Casanova asking to buy it”.
“Hey but I tell you what; you can have one of my stretched canvas prints to hang in your office as a good will gesture, they will be very valuable one day so you must hang this right in front of you so you can keep an eye on it, understand?” “Yes Ma’am”, he replied. “Oh it’s a beautiful bunch of flowers with the word ‘Reflections’ on it, that’s very apt as I am a beautiful flower”. “Yep” I replied. “You’re definitely one of those buds!”
Last chance to save the photo of the kitten!!!!! Just like and share my facebook page multitalentedartist to be in with a chance of winning ! Click on the button below..
'Advert Calendar' Day 24! (Say no more!)
Last but not least Day 25...and it's a 'Special' one too!
Well it’s the last day of 2017 and it’s time to put away the ‘Advert Calendar’, and also say a sad farewell to the badly edited photo of the kitten.( A lovely lady called Lisa won the ring, I'm hoping she'll send me a pic of her wearing it).
I would like to thank all the people who have followed the calendar daily I'd also like to thank all the stars who made guest appearances in it including :-
If you’ve enjoyed my blog please leave a message as it’s very lonely here in cyberspace, I might even reply if I can get this damned jacket off! X
I'm in a race against time not only fixing the roof of my beloved Showman's Wagon before winter sets in; (even though I spent a month up there at the beginning of summer and it managed to trick me into thinking it was truly fixed, only to tinkle on me from a great height when we had a downpour recently).
But, (and I know you shouldn't start a sentence with but..but..) Also the greater race against time occurred to me when my younger daughter celebrated her 22 birthday this week. Crikey that 22 years flew by. Here's a pic of her stood below the painting I did of her and her sister on the ceiling of the wagon when they were just little tidgers with tigers, (you may have to see the larger picture of the ceiling to understand that comment). As you can see I got the gist of it down but never finished it , so once the roof has been extra extra water sealed I shall finish that off too...finally!
I was only thinking today how alien it is to have a blog for most people of a certain age. We are taught to play our cards close to our chest, act humbly, don't brag etc etc. When it comes to the internet tho' it seems the opposite is true. I see people constantly promoting themselves and secretly inside I cringe, acknowledging at the same time this is something I must do too. So in the modern manner of self promotion I've bagged myself the name 'multitalentedartist' and am heading out on the Internet highway blowing my arty trumpet to herald the arrival of Multitalentedartist's domain domination,..... if only I could work out how set up a shop and list things?.... Meanwhile; in a world of distractions, I saw that Hugh Hefner has died. He is now officially uniformly stiff. Here's a little pic I made for you x
The day to day life of a Somerset Artist