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Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers. Ralph Waldo Emerson
First Art from Beyond The Great Transition: Eco Collographs with Healing Sumac and Turmeric, Light and Emily Dickinson
Picking up from where I left off before The Great Transition – which has taken all of six months and still living in some chaos – I was very happy to find a few hours to make a batch of … Continue reading →
Eco Collograph – it seems I’ve invented the term, which is nice if it’s true since I rarely invent anything. I poke around – books, bookshops, art galleries, the Internet – find and adapt. Which is exactly how Eco Collographs … Continue reading →
The image collaged into this page has arisen from a digital photograph manipulated using Photoshop Elements and then further developed using the Japanese paper-strengthening technique known as Momigami. I love the added texture created using this technique. I’m going to … Continue reading →
I had managed to ruin these two postcard-sized eco prints – which came out of a January batch of bundles – by adding too much encaustic wax. Drenched would be the appropriate verb to use.
They turned black and hard, like they had been smoked over an open fire. The leaf patterning was obliterated, except when held up to light.
Eco Print on Khadi Paper 15 February 2015I laid them aside, knowing I ought to dispose of them,but couldn’t.
I forgot about them. Then yesterday the idea came to me that I should … Continue reading →
“Walking was an essential component of our work. There was music. There were rich silences. Times of deep listening, experiential drawing and the gathering of “gorgeous nothings”…spontaneous poetry noted while wandering as well as performances of aleatory poetry created by reading together.”
Is this Heaven? This is Australian artist India Flint talking about the first of some masterclasses she held this year in Newburgh, a village on the banks of the River Tay (Scotland). It was a site-specific four-day intensive focussing on “… the deep experience of place through immersion in this very particular tidal riparian landscape.” She explains, … Continue reading →