It was a long day yesterday. I’m taking part in a longish project documenting the docklands of the Orwell with a number of of other photographers, commercial, professional and amateur. Ipswich wet dock has been recorded since the dawn of photography and this weekend saw the increasingly popular Ipswich Maritime Festival take place with thousands […]
Open critique with Kate Jackson and others
Last night, I took part in an open critique at Smiths Row with Kate Jackson, artist-in-residence and other artists, Deborah Pipe and Vicky West. The critique was chaired by Natalie Pace. This event was scheduled as a part of Kate’s residency, the first of which Smiths Row has had. I met Kate for the first […]
Yesterday my heart strings got plucked
Yesterday saw the funeral take place for Mrs O’s mum. So much has happened in these last three weeks but this was the big event. I went out early on the bike and the morning light was truly beautiful. It was a familiar route but I seemed to see things differently. The light was very […]
A time of reflection
Much has happened in the last three weeks. Twelve months of graft came to a head with the opening of Edgelands where all manner of people from my current and past lives met for two hours in what an artist neighbour described to me today as a very good atmosphere, then melted away again. I […]
A three legged dog and Light in a Material World
Yesterday morning I met Mrs O in town after she had seen to some of her mother’s affairs. On the ay home up St Peters Street she remarked upon seeing Robin come out of his gallery with a three legged dog. I was going in there any way to see Beryl Scott’s lino cuts so […]
A Sheriff and Peers peering at Edgelands
Last night I attended a special PV for trustees of the Museum of East Anglian Life. The event had been scheduled separately to the opening PV on account of the huge positive response to invitations to the exhibition. Lisa Harris and I discussed possible dates weeks ago and we both thought that leaving a gap […]
And so it comes to this
Today has been a full on day. It started with emptying Mrs O’s mum’s effects from her room at the care home. It seemed rather weird given that we rolled up in the same car that I used to take her in on that dreadfully wet December evening. All she had with her that night […]
Getting on with other work
The last year has been crazy getting Edgelands up and onto a wall and the last week has been even crazier but life and work go on. I’m looking at rebuilding this site so I started experimenting with new designs last week. It will take a while to work out what works best but I […]
That was a week that was…
Yes, a little play on words I know but the week has been a weird one. On Sunday last week I realised that Mrs O’s mum was travelling backwards in time far quicker than in the previous 30 months of her incarceration in the prison of dementia. I had become increasing dull following recent visits […]
The phone call that was dreaded finally came
Yesterday, quite out of the blue the house phone rang and Mrs O picked up. It was the care home. This was the call she had been dreading for some while now. Her mum had died suddenly. No fuss, no melodrama, just went. I had noticed over the last month that she was travelling further […]