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Exhibitions at Truro Museum

We set off to see the Tony Foster exhibition at Truro Museum and came across two more wonderful rooms. What a day! Firstly we came across a beautiful Kurt Jackson painting.

In the next room we came upon a Welly Dog, aka a Tinners’  Hound, made by David Kemp. Regular readers will know that we have our very own Welly Dog and we love him very much, all the more so as he was a gift from the lovely Bill Mitchell.

Then,  a small room full of portraits where we came across a friend, an activist in the XR movement, a brave and beautiful person whom we admire so much. Antonia put me in touch with the photographer,  Gavan Goulder, who has very kindly and generously given me permission to share it here along with his words which introduce the exhibition and the words of Antonia herself. Here is the link to his website where the words can be read more clearly and many more rebels and their stories can be found. I am so in awe of the bravery of these people who are fighting for our planet and the futures of our children and grandchildren. We help in the ways we can but I am not brave enough to risk arrest despite my Great Granny being a Suffragette who was force fed in Holloway in her battle to gain the vote for us all. In fact, despite the beauty still to come, this exhibition was the highlight of my day. Thank you to Gavan Goulder and to Antonia.

At last, we came to Tony Foster’s work. We heard him talk many years ago, in the Truro Museum,  about his paintings done  in the Grand Canyon and the Himalayas and there were some of those paintings here today but the special works for me this morning were the little paintings done during lockdowns, all done in Cornwall on his daily and limited walks.  Here are his pieces from the second lockdown, each a painting done in the afternoon following his morning walk, whatever the weather based on the little sketches he made while out. Each sketch has a little commentary. Click on the photo and zoom in and you can, just, read the words. If you, dear Reader, are in Cornwall before Christmas, do go to the museum and revel in all the beauty to be found in there. The staff have done a wonderful job of curating all this loveliness.

 

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Posy, Tulip and Sea Trials

It’s four years since our lovely neighbour, Bill-next-door, died and I took a little remembrance bouquet round to Sue. We also had a lovely lunchtime picnic with mutual friends to remember this special man. You can read more about him here.

Rosemary, Foget-me-not and Blue Muscari in the colour Bill loved

I love dew drops on flowers.

I promised you more photos of the bathing hats on their swim trials.Thanks to Sue and Meier for the photos.

Horses’ Heads

 

 

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Small Bouquet, December Flowers and A Dessert

I gathered a little garden bouquet for our lovely neighbour in memory of her dear husband’s birthday. Bill-next-door was a very special person remembered here.

Other flowers in our garden yesterday, though the rose has now dropped, are below.

I’ve caramelised plums to have with ice-cream for supper tonight.

 
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Fledgling, Flour and Flowers

A pigeon regularly sits on our sculpture, Fledgling, as a staging post for the feeders.

The doorbell rang this morning, a most unusual occurrence at the moment. There on the doorstep was a bag of strong flour and further down the drive at a socially distancing appropriate place was our good friend J from choir, shopping for various people, who thought of us and my lack of strong flour! What a treasure she is! Bread making is back on the agenda as I also sourced some fresh yeast today!

It is the third anniversary of the death of our dear friend and neighbour, Bill. We remember him with a garden posy of Rosemary, Forget-me-nots and Primroses, one here in our house and one for Sue-next-door, with much love.

 

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Being Granny, A Poem and Wise Words

Our LiveWires have gone home and it is very quiet today. They had a good time as did we and I was very touched when T, LiveWire no 3 said, “I really want to be a Granny when I’m old enough. It’s fun being a Granny!” Yes, it is!

Climbing on Carn Brea

Swinging at Heartlands

This poem came my way today and touched a chord. I have a favourite walk that I take my mind on when I can’t sleep, around St Anthony Head. Happily, I need this less than when I was working and now , of course, we are close enough to do the walk for real. Then I was in South Yorkshire.

Association by Franz Wright

Dawns when I can’t sleep I walk,
in thought, all the way
around Walden.

My father loved Thoreau, I wish
he could have walked there
with me once,

my hungover Virgil. Lying in bed
with a big ax
lodged in my head, I still hear him

as if from the next room
bumping into things and cursing.
Give us this day, he mutters,

our daily stone. Nice.
Can’t blame him, though. This morning
can’t sleep for missing him.

 

It’s two years since our lovely neighbour, Bill Mitchell, died and he is missed and remembered with great love by so many. This description of grief from a child whose Grandfather had died, I found very touching.

Wisdom of a child

For newer readers, here is the post I wrote about Bill two years ago.

https://mybeautfulthings.com/2017/05/03/bill-mitchell-our-friend-next-door-2121951-1442017/

 

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Special Cake, Light Show and Christmas Tree

What a day today turned out to be! A dear friend called in for coffee this morning and then we were invited to a special showing of Bill Mitchell’s attic. Sue had made an attic cake and after each person had seen the film (See below) and Bill’s amazing attic full of remarkable things and inspiration, we were invited to make a cake decoration of something we had seen. This is the cake as we left and I will show you the finished cake later.It was a beautiful tribute to a wonderful man. You might like to read my tribute to him written last year. https://mybeautfulthings.com/2017/05/03/bill-mitchell-our-friend-next-door-2121951-1442017/

 

After that we ventured into a very cold town for a brief visit to Redruth’s Old Tyme Christmas Market in the newly refurbished Butter Market. Clare Summerson’s  Light show, ‘Spirit of Light’ was fabulous, truly beautiful. They were hard to photograph they were moving so only two here.

The Christmas Tree was lovely too.

Christmas tree in the Butter Market

 

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Blackbird, Gate and 100: UnEarth

What an evening we have had at The Lost Gardens of Heligan where the WildWorks production, 100: UnEarth, is playing. Both the Blackbird and the gate were where we had our supper and then the Gallery is of the opening moments of this heart wrenching piece of theatre. If you are in Cornwall, please see this show. It tells of the end of the First World War through the story of Orpheus and Eurydice in a most contemporary way, a story of love and loss, of hope and despair, with moments of tears and moments of laughter and moments for the audience to share the things they want to remember and those they would rather forget.
From the programme, “100: UnEarth was the last work that Bill Mitchell conceived and created and is a fitting memorial to his unique imagination.” It is a beautiful piece and Bill’s spirit could be felt all the way round.

Blackbird wanting to share our supper

Interesting gate

 
 

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Stained Glass, James Fenton and A Gift of Flowers

We have a pretty little panel of stained glass that hangs in the kitchen window. This morning, before the blind was lifted, the early sun was shining through and lighting up the engine house.

There’s food for thought in this poem, The Ideal by James Fenton and I like it.

This is where I came from.
I passed this way.
This should not be shameful
or hard to say.

A self is a self.
It is not a screen.
A person should respect
what he has been.

This is my past
which I shall not discard.
This is the ideal.
This is hard.

Our lovely neighbour Sue came in for supper tonight and shared a photo of some remarkably beautiful flowers sent to her from Heligan in condolence and in the memory of her very special husband, Bill,  who died recently and for whom I posted on 14th April.

Sue’s flowers from the staff at The Lost Gardens of Heligan

 

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London Day 3, Canal Museum and Anticipation of Babel

Having a day out and won’t be home in time to post so…. in anticipation  of Babel …….

Bill Mitchell, artistic director of Wildworks theatre company

A spectacular outdoor show created for a major London setting, BABEL is staged through a unique partnership between WildWorks and Battersea Arts Centre and will feature a cast of up to 300.

More tomorrow.

 

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