A Walk Around the Neighbourhood

A simple walk around the neighbourhood can provide endless inspiration. On these last few hot days of August, sitting and drawing has reminded me how the places where one things meets the other have become an important reference:
Footpaths and weeds where they meet walls and fences. 

The edges of buildings, rooftops and features of the landscape against the skyline.

and even a spiders web which blocks your way down the garden in the early morning sunshine

 or simply take over the space as Louise Bourgeois’s late works at the Tate modern illustrate as well as the most wonderful skyline of London from the top of the new Tate Modern extension.

It is these influences that have come to play in more recent work which was recently on show for Concealed with Art Textiles Made in Britain at the Festival of Quilts.(the link show works by all members)
Unfolding Landscapes, Cas Holmes looking at what is revealed and concealed at the edges of our paths and roadways throughout the seasons. This work was shown alongside Rosie James pieces in simple stark contrast looks at Pylons at the power behind our industry in cloth.

Rosie James Pylon Series and Unfolding Landscape

 As Autumn enters I am developing new pieces for exhibition in Europe next year. These continue the look at where private and public spaces meets. More about this later meanwhile, you can check out current exhibitions on my blog including exhibitions in October in Kent at the Kent Wildlife Trust, Tyland Barn, a small exhibition and book signing with Batsford in their London bookshop and work at the Knitting and Stitching Shows with the Embroiderer's Guild Capability Brown exhibition.
Withdrawing into the shade and view the neighbourhood through the shadows they cast on our windows

Finally but not least, this blog is named after after a chapter in my first book, The Found Object in Textile Art 2010. It is being reprinted for the fourth time as we speak.

Well Shod..telling stories

Over the last year I have spent a great deal of time on travelling and walking.My Grandmother, a Romany, talked about her travelling days as a child' 'We all wore high-laced boots that were hand-made in Luton "Well Shod" my father always said'  (Memories of a Romany Childhood as told to her daughter Mary Chapman 1994.) 

For people on the road, good shoes are a must. With those shoes comes their own stories.
My old boots, worn for over 20 years reflect my times walking in the Kentish Countryside and much further afield just had to be sketched and now act as reference for drawing in my Adult Education class.

My sister had her own dreams of ballet dancing as child, we all love the elegance (and maybe the tutus) These paper shoes are inscribed with the poem with 'Rings on her finger and bells on her toes' from Ride a Cock Horse to Banbury Cross, Horses were equally important modes of travel for my grandmother. 

Ballet Shoes (photo Michael Wicks for The Found Object in Textile Art, Batsford 2010)

Still, ballet shoes have to be well made as this short video of Freed the Ballet Shoe maker in London testifies

On a recent but brief visit to the British Museum  I discovered a lovely little exhibition of shoes in the Life and sole:footwear from the the Islamic world. Beautifully worked, with fine embroidery and leather tooling, my gran would have approved.

The little Riversoft shoes I found brand new in a charity shop at the end of my Australian trip (to replace a pair I had worn out) could do with some of the embellishments in the ones above.

I was very privileged to include images of work by Rosalind Wyatt from her project the Stitch Lives of London in 'Stitch Stories'. This includes an Edwardian Satin dancing shoes embroidered with the story of Mary Pearse, the pauper daughter of a London shoemaker.

If Shoes Could Talk, Rosalind Wyatt (kind permission of Rosalind Wyatt)

Exhibitions, the launch of Stitch Stories and work have kept me on my feet, from an old military building in France,  to my current local exhibition 'Common Place, Common Land' in Maidstone. In the Summer I worked with Fibre Arts Australia and extensively travelled around the 'Edges of Australia' (which you can read about in earlier posts on this blog), and felt an Australian Winter 'cold' for the first time complete with frost! 

My grandmother unusually for Romany children of the time, still learned to read, her family settled and she went into service:

My carefree Romany childhood and our life on the open road had come to end end. However, we did not know know then that in the aftermath of the 'war to end all ward' life in Britain would  be irrevocably changed. Throughout my long life (my grandmother died in 1995) I came to view my Romany years as an age of innocence, not just for us children, but for a nation'.

It seems I not only inherited the love of the 'Open road' from my gran but also her ability to tell stories:

Thankyou to all have hosted me and continued the textile friendships in 2105. I am planning new adventures in 2016 which will be updated on my other blog.  

I wish you a Peaceful Christmas and Happy New Year. As you 'walk' through life,  I leave you with an old Irish blessing

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

Memories of Times Past

As we enter Spring I am drawn to reflect on childhood memories of the season.Gran was a Romany and she and my grandad were a constant teller of stories both over a cuppa or walking in the local park. My sisters and I  were told the faeries had just hidden from view as we looked for them when walking in the local park with grandad. My grandmother loved her tea and always had her favourite recipes for cleaning the kettle. 

 I look back on equally exciting trips of my childhood. It was often during the long Easter weekend break, money allowing, that we would make our annual visit to London with Dad to see the sights The Victoria and Albert Museum and The Natural History Museum were always on the agenda but some of our more intimate museums hold little treasures. A recent visit to the Garden Museum reminded me of drying herbs in my grandmothers kitchen but not nearly a stunning as Rebecca Louise Law's installation is called 'The Flower Garden Display'd' and was created using over 4,600 blooms.to support their current Fashion and Gardens exhibition (on until 27th April). It is a lovely space to visit set in the ancient church of St Mary’s which is the burial place of John Tradescant (c1570 – 1638), the first great gardener and plant-hunter in British history.It also has a great tea and cakes.

Students on a recent course at Maidstone Museum referred to old historic Ladybird book illustrations to draw upon their favourite memories from camping to a childhood swing in a garden in this work in progress inspired by the Ladybird Childhood exhibition. 

Bird Egg book Illustration form the Ladybird book of British Birds (private collector)

These vintage books from their historic imprint on show at the Batsford  Prize 2014 shortlist  have a wonderfully classic feel and I spied a new edition I must get for my collection.

Making my work allows me to revisit favourite places near and far. The planning is full of sweet anticipation and anxious packing. When travelling however, there are times I wish to be home and when home I get 'Itchy feet'. As leave I will enjoy all the new experiences and places and meeting with old and new friends, but equally, as the weeks go by, I think about the changes in my garden and the landscape back home and getting back to my studio

I will keep you posted. The postings may be brief and differently 'managed' as I will only have a tablet..we shall see.