Oh Hi! I’ve been M.I.A from the world of blogging for a while now but I promise it’s for good reason. I thought I’d give you a little update on what’s been going on behind the scenes as it’s all very exciting (and quite unexpected) – and noooo this is not a pregnancy announcement!

If you read my last blog post ‘Fear Of The Blank Page‘ you’ll know that I’d really been craving some creativity in my life and had decided that 2018 was the year I was going to get back into art. Well two months on I can safely say the creative juices are in full flow and I am now 100% back in the zone! Woohoo!

My little ‘lino print beginners kit’ kicked off a whole new obsession and I now spend my days either designing, carving or printing linocuts. It didn’t take me long to realise that if I was going to get the best results then my very basic starter tools really weren’t going to cut it, in every sense. I am now the proud owner of some lovely ‘proper’ gouges that cut like a dream.

If you’ve never heard of lino printing (or linocut as it’s sometimes called), it’s a method of printing where you carve your image into a piece of lino, cover with a layer of ink and then press onto your paper to transfer the image. I first experimented with some little card designs below and then moved onto a multilayer print where you lay down one or more colours over each other.

I was so delighted to have my work accepted for a local gallery display at such an early stage, it really gave me the confidence in my work to carry on. After spending a day working at the gallery I met some wonderful, creative women and feel spurred on to get back out there and enjoy meeting more like-minded creative types!

As if that wasn’t enough I have also been learning how to use Adobe Illustrator so that I can play around with my images digitally and am having lots of fun experimenting – see, I told you I’d been busy 🙂

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I miss Art. I miss giant studios full of light and noise and colour and ideas and creativity and tears and joy and discovery. I miss screen prints, dark rooms, light boxes, sewing machines, charcoals, life drawing, sculpting and sketching.

The day I got my first little set of watercolours, aged 10, I was hooked. Maybe it’s the same feeling some people get from performing, or sports or watching videos of cats, all I knew was it made me happy. I remember looking at the first blank page, a ‘proper’ watercolour sketch book all bumpy and stiff, being scared to make a mark in fear of ruining it. Not knowing where to start I decided a still life would be as good a place as any given that was what a real artist would probably draw.

I didn’t have a silver bowl laden with exotic fruits to hand so I had to make do with the nearest thing….
a potato. Yes, my first subject on the road to becoming the next Francis Bacon was indeed the humble spud. It wasn’t a bad effort if I do say so myself, I showed it off pleased as punch, or poitín if you will. It was hard to read my Mother’s reaction, I’m pretty sure she was smiling with pride rather than amusement. Either way it made her happy too. I don’t remember anything else I drew in that sketchbook but I remember every detail of that spud.

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