Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Book 10 - the process

Susan and I have completed the tenth book in our collaboration Pas de Deux.  It feels like quite an achievement and despite both of us struggling to work with this one, we are both happy with the outcome.

Susan has blogged on the beauty of the finished book; and I will do so later in the week as well; but in the interim here is a bit of a photo story of the bits I did.

As many of you know, we have attempted to collaborate differently each time we made a book together.  We have learnt that we collaborate in a slightly unusual manner - by adding to each other's work; rather than doing separate parts of the process which is the more traditional way. So for our final book we thought we'd try to do a traditional collaboration, and create an edition of books.

For this one, Susan did the imagery, and I did the words.

We chose the title "silence" because we both like the notion, and then went back and forth for quite a bit selecting the five quotes we would use.

Susan went on to do the pages, and you can read about how hard it is to illustrate silence on her blog! Once I got the pages to work with, I too had to find a way to write about silence in away that wasn't distracting, and left the pages looking calm and quiet.  For each of us there were challenges.

As a calligrapher, I have to start with what style of writing to use, what size writing, what size nib and then of course what colour.

I start out with handwriting at a size I think works.


I do some lovely loose nib-writing, two different sizes, two different colours.


I do some pressure release skeleton Roman capitals...


I also have to work out the layout, the balance of the words with the imagery and the sense of silence that remains  the page with the use of negative space.

I choose a couple of places to place the words, in the different styles. I ask myself, do I want the words to try and reflect the movement of the marks on the page - so some going diagonally? Or do I want them to be straight simple horizontal lines, tucked into the right space on the page?


In the end I decide that the diagonal lines create too much movement, and don't give the sense of calm and quiet that I think silence needs.  I also think  the simple skeleton Romans work best - the flourish loose lettering seems to compete with the imagery.

Interestingly, unlike previous books we have done together where we would get together and talk to each other about issues and decisions, we agreed to leave each other pretty much alone as we each did our part in this one. It felt a bit weird I must say, but we did tick-tack occasionally.

For example I took these samples to Susan to see what she thought (not mentioning what I thought) and fortunately she came down with the same decision.

So we ended up with simplicity in the words.

And then I got to fiddle with the layout on each page, tucking the words in to spaces, letting them breathe in others...making sure that each page said and did just what it needed to.




 And then, even tho we had decided this would be a unbound book, I wanted to make sure that if, by some chance, somebody chose to take all the pages out and framed them in one long thin panel, that the balance between the imagery and the words also worked as a whole.

So here's my utterly chaotic studio table, with the pages in their sequence, and the words dancing across all five, not stuck on a single track.


 And then the job of writing 10 of each page, aiming for consistency in placement, size, height, length and pressure across each one whilst avoiding rigidity. Skeleton Roman Caps don't leave much room for error - your lettering is laid bare - but their lightness was just right for this work.


After they were done, we looked at them together, and felt that they were still a bit flat. Susan created embossing plates and then embossed some extra marks on them and they were lifted.  Done!


I am currently making the boxes for the books, and cutting the tengucho paper the pages will rest in. Susan has printed extra bands for the boxes and we will soon have them ready to sell!

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Time in Townsville

Barry and I have just returned from four very full days in Townsville in Far North Queensland.

It was a mixed bag of a trip - family, friends, reunions, new friends and a bit of art tourism as well.

We started with a lovely visit to Sheree of Red Rag Press.  It was a wonderful few hours talking about books and presses and type. Her letterpress set up is amazing - she has saved so many machines and cases and drawers of type. I am sure we'll be back to talk and play some more.

I took this photo so I can remember I need to make/get made some storage like this for the lead spacing.


We had time for a wonderful walk along the headland at the Jezzine Barracks and were thrilled to discover that there were public art sculptures throughout this wonderful, landscaped walking space.

A lot of the artworks recognise the traditional Aboriginal owners of the land, the people of Townsville and the defence forces which have used and shared the land which is now in public hands again.

First Contact by Jill Chisolm.


The Gathering by Donna Maree Robinson and Tracey Johnson, looking through a glass porthole across to Magnetic Island.


Close up of markings in the rock in the piece Big Wind Coming by Stephen Newton, with Shirley Collins and Susan Peters.


The sun was too bright to photograph the brolga sculpture, so I grabbed its fabulous shadow on the concrete path instead. Brolga by Rurik Henry with Jeremy George.


I loved this guy. Crow by Rurik Henry


And then found this pair!


Detail from a ceramic post Jezzine Way by Jenny Mulcahy. I love the everydayness of this imagery.


And then in a mad dash through a fabulous second hand shop I came across this wee treasure.  How amazing.


I could have enrolled in the Writing and Illumination course; Barry could have attended Metal Work Smithing!


It includes this lovely map of central Edinburgh amongst many other beautiful plates.


Given we had so many events and commitments I'm quite amazed we got see so much gorgeousness. Good to be home though and settling back into life on the mountain.

Thursday, September 17, 2015

Thursday Thoughts...

"A book is a heart that only beats in the chest of another".

Rebecca Solnit

It would appear that my regular process with Thursday Thoughts is to scroll thru pages of quotes to find one that pops out at me for the day - on the subject I am looking for (as I cycle through art, life and books).  I usually go something like "ooh I like that!" and then I think, "but what does it say?". And so it goes. I think about my instantaneous reaction, what that felt like and what popped into my head with regard to it; and then I stop and re-read it and consider it far more deeply.

It's interesting to observe myself as I do this (maybe interesting is too strong a word!). It seems to me to the blend of me that is - the gut reaction, intuitive response; followed by the analytical response.

Anyhow, I digress.  I loved this one, but then had to work out why.  I pondered the nature of a closed book sitting there. Somewhat inert perhaps. Despite being filled with thoughts and words and dreams and conversations - it can only really come alive when somebody reads it.  I guess the heart symbolises life-force but also passion.

I like the idea of an individual animating the book, bringing it into life and into being by reading it - what an intriguing thought. I have never considered it before, but it seems so very true to me!


We've reached the end of the monthly rainbow search and have ventured out into other colours - this month it's gold, so here's  a piece of gold type! Check with Jennifer or Julie for lots of other lovely golden moments...

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Of bags and bows

Barry and I are working on commission at the moment and I need to sew quite a few bags to contain the objects.

It's all good fun as you discover what's possible, explore the best way to do it, find out what supplies you can manage to purchase from within your small town; and get struck in the middle of the night by a solution to something you hadn't realised was a problem!

My first issue was I needed unwaxed navy linen thread. I visited shops, I googled, I tried really really hard, and just couldn't find where to buy some.  So I did my first ever dye of thread.  From this lovely natural linen to this rich deep indigo-navy. Yum.  Feeling pretty chuffed that I solved that problem!


Then it was on to the fabric for the bags - whilst visiting another small town we stopped into a furnishings shop which had a remnant that we thought would work brilliantly. The woman refused to sell it to us (she would only give it to us); so we tried to negotiate; and in the end she said - decide what you'll pay and give it to a charity. We liked that idea and so we did.

I knew I would need to hold the bag together somehow - you need quick and easy access to it; but also for it be held securely.



I went into town looking for a cord of sorts, and in the end found this organic cotton 'ribbon'. Just enough and no more! Phew.


So I cut it to the right lengths and wrapped the bag with a bow.



And then the other night I realised I really wanted to hold the tie to the bag so that it won't get lost or separated at any point in time; and I thought I'd hold it with a little cross stitch! Don't you love those middle of the night solutions?



Sunday, September 13, 2015

Peace flags return

Over the weekend, Barry and I got to hang our peace weather grams and birds.

International Day of Peace is next Monday 21 September and we wanted to have a week or so where the flags were flying, people could notice them and then read more about it on Monday when we put out our sandwich board letting people know about International Day of Peace.

The tree at the top of our driveway is still bare; but tiny wee shoots are beginning to emerge.  I like watching the transition - from the weather grams being exposed, to being covered in green leaves, so it was timely to get them up.

We started on Friday, on Saturday it rained and several of my paper ones came down (about 14) and then as I watched from the office, I noticed currawongs (birds) trying to eat the paper! So, clearly we have to work hard to promote peace.  I reinforced and re-wrote some weather grams and we re-hung mine and now they are flying proudly.

Lots of folk have paused as they walked by to ask about them; many people have slowed down as they drive by; and people who visit are all commenting; so we are raising the profile for peace a wee bit.

Here they are in their glory - this afternoon against an ominous cloud that completely disappeared in about 5 minutes.



Late Friday afternoon.




One of Barry's beautiful peace birds - patinated copper with peace stamped on it.


I will keep making more weather grams over the next wee while - the work of peace is never done.

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Thursday Thoughts...

If self is a location, so is love: 
Bearings taken, markings, cardinal points, 
Options, obstinacies, dug heels, and distance, 
Here and there and now and then, a stance. 

Seamus Heaney

I spent some time savouring this quote - letting the language roll over me, softly and gently. I often think about how the people we love are marks on our maps of our selves. How they anchor us and let us know who we are and how we are in relation to other places, people and things.

And how, when we lose them we are untethered...unsure of our place in the world, until we establish new markers and guide posts.

I think there is probably a bit of a wry description of love here - starting with the bearings taken. Isn't that how it always starts? Finding the true and cardinal points and exploring options.  Then occasionally dug heels and distance.  And often then a stance...

We do take positions with regard to those we love - and I often think families can be very good at solidifying roles and characters. Positions established in childhood can still remain 50 years later!

But oh, just to think about love being a location, from which we take bearings...




Sunday, September 6, 2015

Fragile Gains plus

I will be showing an Artists' Proof of my book Fragile Gains at the exhibition at Noosa in October-November-December (23 October - 6 December 2015).  I wanted to do some accompanying wall work, and have prepared seven pieces, using the same pages that are used in the book.

Barry and I got on a roll last weekend and drilled holes in the Perspex, and applied the book posts to them to hold Perspex, and then overnight I remembered I hadn't photographed them!

So, there I was during the week, undoing all the posts, taking the Perspex off and placing the works down to be photographed so I could get the detail without the reflection. Then, cleaning the work, cleaning the Perspex and replacing the posts all over again.

It's not like I haven't done this before; it's not like I didn't actually write down on the to-do list to photograph before framing; it's just that I got carried away with the idea that I could actually finish a piece and forgot one or two important steps!

Still, they are done now.

Here are some close up and a sense of the pieces...

One of our fragile gains, leadership...



 And choices...



And equality...



And feminism itself...


And a final shot with the Perspex and posts in place so you get a sense of a finish piece.


Thursday, September 3, 2015

Thursday Thoughts...

“You use a glass mirror to see your face; you use works of art to see your soul.” 

George Bernard Shaw

I heard somebody say on a home renovation show the other night how they enjoy walking into a house that shows the owner's character and personality.  I stopped and looked around me and thought I wonder what our house says about us?

I certainly looked at the art and thought so much of it is a reflection of parts of us - some vibrant and expressive; some quiet and muted; some old and worn and beautiful...yet somehow it does all feel like us.

I wondered if George Bernard Shaw meant that when we look at art, the work speaks to us or moves us in a way that reflects our soul.  Or do we make art that reflects our soul?  I imagine he was speaking for the majority, and not only artists, so that the art we see and enjoy and respond to is saying something about us as well.

Art and images do make a connection on some deep level - we respond to different work for different reasons: some obvious, some tangential, some unknown, but always worth wondering about.


One of my favourite recent additions to the yard - looking from the kitchen I see these leaves bending, against the backdrop of our rusted Corten Steel wall...love them.

"Bending IV" By Barry Smith.

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Peace, thanks and farewells

It has been a bit of a mixed bag of days, capturing short moments here and there to write a few words; and at others to write longer words, and sew and prepare pages for a book.

I have been working on a new book for the exhibition - Peace Emerging.  Peace as light from darkness, peace within darkness. All those notions of living in troubled and difficult times, and yet believing and hoping that peace can still make it ways forth out of the gloom.

 It will be a companion piece to seven hanging scroll-type pieces with the same words.

The title is inset into the front cover and the book is covered in a dark book cloth.


The first few pages...




I liked the close up of these words as well.


Each page has been machine-stitched without thread, and the reverse of each page looks quite nice I think!




I have also run out of thank you cards, so made a few last night - just simple pencil Versals on warm paper - it's just always nice to give (and receive) a hand-made thank you card I think.



And a friend is moving so I wrote a couple of wee cards for her as well. I couldn't decide which was the best word to use, so sent them both.



So one big thing and lots of little things. That's kind of like life really...