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Frida Kahlo, Earrings and First Words

I’ve been trying to find time to get to Studio 10 in Redruth to see the Frida Kahlo exhibition since last Sunday. I made it at last, met some lovely people, saw some amazing art and bought some earrings! I just loved the humour in these mosaic characters by Susie Chaikin, an artist I am delighted to have discovered today. Do have a look at her website by clicking on the red link. I featured some of her husband, Mike Chaikin’s, kinetic sculptures in April without knowing they were his – sorry! You can see them here.

Frida and Diego by Susie Chaikin

Here are the earrings I bought today. I need to find out the name of the artist maker. (I have now been told they have been made by Anne Boo Whetter.

Beautiful earrings

Sorting through stuff again – it’s ongoing! – I re-discovered Baby’s Progress, a little booklet given to my Mum to record my progress many years ago. Here is one page from it.

Mum’s record of me!

 

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Plaits, Poppies and The Summer Exhibition 

I love being able to plait hair again! When LiveWire T’s Mum was little she used to insist on an odd number of plaits and each one had to have a different coloured ribbon – sometimes seven plaits and all the colours of the rainbow.

On the way to school this morning we spotted pansies in a front garden.Today’s feast of art was at The Royal Academy for The Summer Exhibition. Here are some of our favourites.

By Bob and Roberta Smith

Poupee Bleue by Abdoulaye Konate


Untitled Throne, decommissioned arms by Gonçalo Mabunda

Bob and Roberta Smith

Alter Ego – two silver plated objects, one flattened by a 250 ton press, hanging on threads. Cornelia ParkerDetail from Swell by Sara Dodd. So delicate and made of porcelain, looking like sheets of filo pastry.


This was our absolute favourite, bronze and aluminium, called Silent Journey by Ann Christopher.

I could keep posting for ever tonight!

 

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 Roses, Leaves and Sweet Potato Salad

What a scorcher, as they say! We don’t get heat quite like London heat in the far South West of the U.K where we live. We have melted the day away here! We all found respite in the coolth of the park where the children played, we all enjoyed ice creams and I enjoyed the scent of the roses and the sunlight through the Copper Beech leaves.

Supper was roast chicken and a delicious mix of salads including Sweet Potato Salad presented beautifully in one of Nicky Stephenson’s gorgeous pots.

 
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Posted by on June 17, 2017 in art, Beauty, ceramics, environment, Food

 

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Meeting Welly-Dog, In the Bath and Preview

We have had another fleeting and very lovely visit from Daughter No 3 and family en route back from the Scilly isles where they had a brilliant holiday.     LiveWire no 4 loves our garden, can name lots of flowers including Three Cornered Leek and enjoyed chatting to Welly-Dog.

Later, after they had gone, I discovered some of the bath toys abandoned after her bath this morning.

This evening we went to the Preview of an Open Studio show by our lovely friend, Nicky. Beautiful work and lots of red spots already!

 

 

 

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Ancient Angels, Tapestries and A Gargoyle 

Within walking distance of our hotel are some Angels dating from 1407 on the auberge of Nicolas Flamel, a philanthropist who provided lodging for the peasants who came from the countryside to plough the fields nearby. Thence to La Musee de Moyen Ages where the six most beautiful tapestries in the world are to be found telling the story of The Lady and the Unicorn. I can spend hours here! I am so moved by the work, the colours, the detail  – if you ever get the chance to see them, please grab it! These date from about 1450 and although said to be faded are still glorious. The lighting does not lend itself to good photos. I love the expression on the face of this lion!

We made a delicious new discovery while in the Cluny, a tiny Chapel which wasn’t open when we first visited about 15 years ago. The stone work was incredible, the paintings delightful, the doorway to a spiral staircase quite enchanting and the Angels full of mischief!



After this most pleasing visit we went hunting Angels again. We found the Macaron Angels on a patisserie, mosaic Angels on a Church and a ceramic and stoneware Angel left over from the Exposition Universelle of 1889.


And perhaps the best saved until last – a wonderful gargoyle on the top of the Cluny Museum. Don’t you just love this monster? I do!

 
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Posted by on November 17, 2016 in architecture, art, Beauty, ceramics, History, Humour

 

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Summer Exhibition, Accordion and Henna

The Summer Exhibition at the Royal Academy is always fascinating. This year two pieces touched my heart. The first is of a child weeping, actually called, ‘Silent Howler’ a sculpture in bronze by Laura Ford. The detail is beautiful, her cardigan, her socks, her hands, her stance. She reminded me of when we first moved to Cornwall when I was six and I lost my Mum. I was outside Littlewoods, crying and snotty. And eventually with my nose bleeding too! Such a beautiful piece   

 The second is a tiny piece of pottery from the Tsunami, called ‘Mending, Substitution, Consolidation, Coupling – Restoration of a Sake bottle collected in Watari-cho after the Tsunami by Aono Fumiaki. 

    

We loved this by Bob and Roberta Smith too. It seems particularly apt for these troubled weeks.

Just outside East Finchley Station was an accordion player making the street sound like a street in Paris.  
  It was the Summer Fair at the Live Wires’ wonderfully multicultural school today and T had a henna pattern put on her hand. 
 

 
 

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Boody Garden, Shed and Nettles

I have re-planted our Boody Garden for the summer with Marguerites and Lobelia, partly to match the blue and white china that is in there. In the dialect of 19th century Northumberland, ‘boody’ referred to broken china. I discovered this at Tate Britainnia couple of years ago when we went to the  exhibition of folk art. Now I have a name for my little garden where my favourite broken pottery is saved. There is a beautiful old plate, part of a coffee cup which was the last of a set given to my Mum on her retirement from teaching deaf children at Roskear School in Camborne, a piece of terracotta from a much loved and used bread crock and handles from a beautiful piece of Jane Hamlyn pottery and I just love it, my ‘boody’ garden!Boody garden

Every time I go to the garden shed I mean to take a photo of this beautiful door plate which was recovered from a house we lived in as children. It pleases me every time I open the shed door!

Antique painted finger plate

Antique painted finger plate

This afternoon, while clearing some of the weeds from the front garden I was stung by nettles and it reminded me of a Vernon Scannell poem. Just imagine his rage that his three year old has been hurt so much and picture him slashing and burning – and then thinking about the hurts that his child will feel as he grows up but there will be nothing that the poet will be able to do to help……….

My son aged three fell in the nettle bed.
‘Bed’ seemed a curious name for those green spears,
That regiment of spite behind the shed:
It was no place for rest. With sobs and tears
The boy came seeking comfort and I saw
White blisters beaded on his tender skin.
We soothed him till his pain was not so raw.
At last he offered us a watery grin,
And then I took my billhook, honed the blade
And went outside and slashed in fury with it
Till not a nettle in that fierce parade
Stood upright any more. And then I lit
A funeral pyre to burn the fallen dead,
But in two weeks the busy sun and rain
Had called up tall recruits behind the shed:
My son would often feel sharp wounds again.

by Vernon Scannell

 

 

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