Tuesday, 21 December 2010
Thursday, 16 December 2010
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
Friday, 3 December 2010
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Friday, 26 November 2010
I am planning a sculpture park with three other artists in a country estate. This is an enormous Found Object which with the addition of an eye will make an excellent monster. There is ice on the pond in this photo but normally there is a double image in the water.
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
Monday, 1 November 2010
Monday, 25 October 2010
Saturday, 23 October 2010
Waiting for the bus at Victoria in London I noticed this dancer on top of the Victoria Palace Theatre and wondered why I had never noticed it before. I clearly had not been that way since 2006 when Wikipedia tell me it was installed as a replica of one erected in 1911 and taken down in World War II in case it fell on somebody in the bombing. It shows Pavlova. What fun they had with buildings before the dread Puritanism of the Modern Movement in architecture infected the world. The modern National Theatre sites like a grim Atlantic Wall bunker with it back to the Thames.
Wednesday, 20 October 2010
I have donated this table top sculpture The Dancer to be auctioned at a charity dinner at the Kuwaiti Embassy on November 10th in London in aid of TVE Television for the Environment, a charity specialising in making and distributing films about the environment across the world. The sculpture was made from a an old lamp stand recovered from the town dump. The coating is black copper slag, the head a piece of driftwood from the beach near Weston-super-Mare, the hands are old bottle openers. I might have called him The Skier.
Tuesday, 19 October 2010
Monday, 18 October 2010
Wednesday, 13 October 2010
I took this two days ago in my garden in the Indian Summer which now seems to be over as it is quite chilly. The hedge is beech. The yellow flowers are Rudbeckia good for late colour.
Saturday, 9 October 2010
I exercise my terriers on the edge of Imber Army Ranges. They used to bark at helicopters but take no notice now. Squaddies with huge back packs still send them demented. The mound is a prehistoric one. The Army looks after the numerous prehistoric sites very well with markers (which you can just see in this photograph) to keep out tanks and other heavy vehicles. The sites are all preserved but never likely to be excavated unless universal peace breaks out one day. The helicopter flew over me after I took this and maybe because I had. They are all rather twitchy up there - on another occasion the byway was blocked by a crash barrier. I parked before walking the dogs.. On leaving I had to drive my car briefly towards the barrier to reverse. The squaddie, with whom I had chatted earlier, pointed his very big gun at the car. Well I suppose they were on high alert and terrorists come in all forms including local dog walkers. Would he have shot me or just my tyres if I had continued?
Thursday, 7 October 2010
It has been a glorious Indian summer despite bouts of heavy rain. This part of my garden springs to life in October after being dull for a couple of months. The stainless steel sculpures are made with industrial lamps from a recycling centre in north London. I can do abstract.
Wednesday, 6 October 2010
My ponds totally dried out it in the long dry spell in the summer. The water is back and I have cut out a lot of vegetation - literally with a saw through the matted roots. So my frogs again sit by water as frogs should.
Friday, 1 October 2010
Still two days to catch Somerset Open Studios and see this dragonfly by Fiona Campbell and the centaur by Ian Marlow along with other sculpture by them in their intriguing gardens.
Wednesday, 29 September 2010
Tuesday, 28 September 2010
Thursday, 23 September 2010
Imber Village on Salisbury Plain, normally closed for army training, was open at the weekend and I went to see the recently restored traces of mediaeval wall paintings. The presence of these in such a remote tiny village in the Middle Ages points to their ubiquity. These images are said to represent Avarice. The man with a horn on his head is the Devil.
Monday, 20 September 2010
I recenly visited this world famous garden. My parents honeymooned here during World War II so I have always had a certain romantic feeling about the place. Laurence Olivier and others were filming Henry V in the park at the time.
Tuesday, 14 September 2010
Saturday, 28 August 2010
Paul Boswell and Rachel Macleay came over and added some paintings and sculptures to my garden. The insect was made by Rachel from a cat's eye. Paul painted on a piece of metal. I have turned an arbour into an art gallery.
Wednesday, 25 August 2010
Friday, 20 August 2010
I recycled an old Micra bonnet and two dustbin lids to create this monster on my lawn. The bonnet was irretrievably dented when I drove into a towbar - at very slow speed -at a roundabout.
I took part in the Art of Recycling Day in Petersfield. There was a man dressed in old cans. The wasps were very attracted to the smell of dregs in the cans and he had been stung on previous occasions wearing this coat.
Friday, 13 August 2010
Sunday, 8 August 2010
I have recycled some old sculptures and changed them a bit to create this tableau on the wall of a sort of man fighting a sort of crocodile. The crocodile has the gun in its mouth and it is not clear who will win this battle. Perhaps the man has run out of bullets and the crocodile will have him or he will kill the croc.
Saturday, 31 July 2010
Wednesday, 28 July 2010
I walked past the Odeon Cinema in Salisbury for decades assuming it was mock Tudor until showing some French guests around I wandered in. The foyer is actually an original late mediaeval Hall, the Hall of John Halle. These are some of the furnishings of it.
Monday, 26 July 2010
The media were a bit coy about what exactly is conveyed in this creation. You can see it from a public car park. Fun for us but less amusing for the farmer especially as romping couples will probably add to the crop damage.
Sunday, 25 July 2010
This was the installation made by Mike Stilkey with 2000 books, mostly the memoirs of Terry Wogan, which would otherwise have been pulped. It stands in the foyer of the Bristol City Museum and Art Gallery to advertise the exhibition Art from the New World on until August 22nd. Brash, surrealist and fun.