I have an obsession with the sweet peas growing in my garden. So many photographs of them,
so many bunches gathered
they have made it in to my sketchbook
To the Serpentine, so see this summer’s pavilion, designed by Francis Kéré, a festival of triangles, so lots of resonance for a quilter. Superb blue colour, great shapes, wonderful shadows. Apparently it is designed such that when it rains, there is a waterfall of water cascading down in to the middle.
Then in to the gallery, after a short wait to see the free Grayson Perry exhibition. Pieces in many media, and some that were on display recently at the British Museum. There are two small cases with his sketchbooks, which I always love to see. The largest piece is the tapestry “Battle of Britain”. Ten of these have been made. For the quilters reading this, there are several quilt designs in the background of this tapestry, but I can’t find commentary about why Perry has chosen to include these. Don’t look any further if you want to go to the exhibition and find them yourself. The subtlety of the weaving matches that of the colours in the Chris Ofili tapestry, but Perry’s tapestries are machine woven by Flanders Tapestries.
Finishing off with a walk across the bridge to a cup of tea within the sinuous curves of the Magazine restaurant, designed by Zaha Hadid.
I’ve got very behind posting about this year’s journal quilts. May is still on the theme of blue-green algae.
Testing out prints in the sketchbook with acrylic paint
Trying out different way of appliquéing silk, rouleaux strips
Two sessions of life drawing as part of the course at Mary Ward have been scary, exhilarating, confusing, frustrating and rewarding in equal measure. We drew two different models, both beautiful young women, in a series of 3 minute and 5 minute poses, clothed and naked, with and without props. All A1 size with charcoal.
The clothed figure was the most difficult to capture
This one could be rendered in stitch at some point.
Lots of work needed to capture faces, hands and feet, but at least they don’t look like aliens.
Eigg is a community-owned island, celebrating 20 years of community ownership this year. A yoga retreat beckoned, but the weather on the way over on the ferry did not. That great blur on the horizon is the island.
The dampness however does lead to beautiful mosses and lichens.
When the sun shines, the transformation is astonishing - Rhum from the north of Eigg
Singing sands beach with mist over the ridge
On the way to Kildonnan beach, with mainland in the background
These colours inspired some watery piecing