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As I have been teaching mosaic workshops at the Heritage Courtyard Studios and Gallery in Wells, I was delighted when a small studio became vacant. This makes things a little easier when it comes to storing workshop materials and being able to show my work to students and collectors. I also work in it, the…
This year it was so hot a phoenix arose from the sizzling sun Sunglasses on we tried to see it’s wings unfurl Still the bright golds burnt our eyes Taking it’s first flight we saw the feathers turning into flames And for all it’s beauty there lay a monster of our own image making wild…
I was inspired to make another owl after reading the Celtic tale of Blodeuwedd from the Celtic prose story ‘The Four Branches of the Mabinogi’. Blodeuwedd was the wife of Lleu Llaw Gyffes magically made of flowers by magicians, Math and Gwydion, since Lleu’s mother had cursed him and he was not able to have…
Goldfinches I absolutely love the voices of Goldfinches, just like tiny little tinkling bells, and have you noticed that they also sing when they fly, so they fly in a sort of up and down rhythm that makes them look quite comical like a Disney cartoon! The Goldfinch is a symbol of life, exuberance and…
Wow, what a summer we are having! It is hot, hot, hot! I made more bird baths to take to the Bishops Palace Garden Festival this year and some more Kingfishers and some Swallows and some Goldfinches. (The birds will be in the next post) (stained glass, iridescent glass, glass rod, millefiori, German cabochons, gold…
Five Golden Birds. My latest commission was for a couple who wanted two mosaics to sit inside a couple of outside window recesses. We met in a coffee shop in Glastonbury after they had been to see my exhibition at the Abbey in January, and discussed designs and sizes etc. They were quite into eagles…
‘Birds of omen dark and foul, Night-crow, raven, bat, and owl, Leave the sick man to his dream – All night long he heard your scream’ from an Ancient Gaelic Melody by Sir Walter Scott As early man was fearful of the night it is not surprising that ancient stories depict the owl as a…
On my monthly trips to Somerset Crafts gallery, I drive the quiet way through the lanes through the Somerset levels. One fresh December morning last year I had to stop as I spotted something quite beautiful through my rear view mirror. A trail of mist was weaving a path across the distant woods. It was…
As I was returning from one of my daily walks around the lanes and fields in December last year, full of wonder and awe at the grey skies and the skeletons of trees, I found myself being fascinated by the hedge tops holding on steadfastly to the few remaining leaves from the summer. The light…
An apocalyptic vision. Man made greed and the subsequent environmental problems that are tipping our fragile eco-system.
I’ve made some new birds inspired by winter just for you! The Brave Robin There are several different stories about how the robin got his redbreast. I particularly like an Irish folk tale I found which I’ll attempt to retell… It was a harsh and very cold winter and a boy and…
Woopee doo! I thought you might like to see my new little fairies and angels. These little oddities came out of the work I made for Glastonbury Abbey. I love how one thing leads to another when you are making things. Working with plastic bones led me to the barbie doll fairies. I also find…