Showing posts with label sculpture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sculpture. Show all posts

Saturday, 6 October 2012

Trunk Call!

A chance remark to my brother today reminded me of an amazing artist I came across recently.

However, first things first. The conversation concerned the fact that my brother doesn't own a pair of trunks and I very kindly offered to knit him a pair.

Coming from an era where practically everything we owned was re-knitted from an old ripped down jumper or made up of leftover ends from balls of usually nylon and for some obscure reason neon orange wool to make up THE most hideous colour combinations ever known to man (a poncho c1968 springs to mind) along with a family of Dundonian Aunties who could knit Aran from memory whilst sitting in the pictures in the dark, I really didn't think the concept was all that strange....


I got quite into the idea, thinking of ways I could line them, maybe with some kind of neoprene to keep the heat in and the wet out and minimise the drag factor of the water thereby ensuring modesty at all times, or even knit them from strips of plastic bag giving them a recycled element. Colour combinations, stitch mixing, cable, stripes, bobbles.....the possibilities were endless!

I'm a very experienced knitter and I thought, given the fact that I'm an extremely busy woman and this could be a time consuming project, he would jump at the chance - but no. I don't think even my alternative offer of crochet as a faster solution would have swayed him. All my hopes and dreams were dashed and I've had to resurrect my cushion cover project instead....

Anyway, back to the artist in hand, that being the amazing Shauna Richardson who has taken the concept of a wool based life to another level completely.




Having mastered the rare art of Crochetdermy, she hand crochets these amazing sculptures from wool and has created the largest crochet sculpture in the world - Lionheart Project - which I would give my last crochet hook to see!

I can't help wondering if she simply misunderstood her brother when he said he wanted trunks?








Monday, 30 July 2012

Sticks and Stones.......

Now that I have just over two weeks to go until my stint at The West End Fair and I am running out of creative steam (not to mention pottery!), my thoughts are turning to the design of the stall.

This has caused me to panic....if not totally freak (I am prone to a bit of freaking when under pressure). So jumbled were my thoughts that my table was in grave danger of looking not unlike what I feed Gracie - ie a dog's breakfast.

Taking myself in hand, and thinking logically (after all, my pottery is borne of the sea and most of the images I photograph are of the sea....can you see where this is going?) I decided on a seascape theme - driftwood, pebbles, shells, netting, that kind of thing.

It was about the same time that I stumbled across this amazing lady Heather Jansch and her out of this world sculptures.



Obviously, I now feel totally inadequate as I gather together my pathetic little sticks and bits of other people's rubbish, but totally safe in the knowledge that, once I've disinfected and washed the smelly bit of netting I found on the beach it WILL look like this - and not a scabby piece of black string......



I wish..........!