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One of a multitude of quaint towns and villages peppered throughout the Provence countryside in France.
Photoscenics ⓒ 2008 Terry Cartwright
This collection is inspired by Provence in the southern area of France. More specifically, elements like the vegetation and colourful atmosphere of the countryside in the summer. The collection seeks to translate a feeling of Nostalgia linked to a time of recklessness. This is represented through a use of bold colours and naïve aesthetic. The research part looks at how a variety of artists have represented the Mediterranean atmosphere through different medias. In that way, the collection is split in three different categories. The first part looks at stripes; hand drawn coloured stripes with a vintage feel. The kind of stripes and colour combinations you would find on Brigitte Bardot, an interior or a beach umbrella in a 1960’s Godard movie like Pierrot le fou or Le Mépris. The second part looks at Mario Giacomelli 1930’s photographs of laboured fields in Italy. His photos are compositions of textures and graphic lines that have an etching quality. The prints associated with Giacomelli’s work are placement prints. The third aspect of this collection is inspired by Strange plants, a set of two books created by independent publisher Zioxla. The books are looking at strange plants from the views of different artists. The aesthetical focus is on plants that have unusual shapes, like certain cacti that grow in the mediterranean area.
This was the view when I threw open the drapes on Wednesday morning, a heavy frost, but light winds.
It looked cold. Heck, it felt cold.
So, with my commute literally moving from one seat at the dining room table t another, I had better get going if I wasn't to get caught up in the rush hour traffic at The Hanger Lane gyratory.
Pip pip.
That being said, it was mighty chilly in the house, so I turn up the thermostat on the heating, and the boiler fired into life.
After coffee, I start work and find that the three months jam-packed with activities that had been planned, seem now to have been slimmed down to a trip to Denmark in weeks 9 and ten, and a final design audit it week 11.
It means I have tome to chase existing open audit reports and remind folks that these are not going to go away.
I decide, between work activities, to make some bread. Its been a while, but mainly due to someone buying me some chocolate pieces in my Secret Santa gift, so rather than sprinkle on coffee, I would use instead of Nutella.
Dough made an kneaded by eight, I leave it a good two hours before beating down and placing it in a silicon loaf tin.
An hour later, and it was ready to go in the oven, so in it goes, and soon smells delicious.
As soon as its out of the oven nearly an hour later, I have a buttered crust and a single thick slice with the chocolate.
Delicious.
Another highlight was the delivery of an LP I had wanted for forty years. I saw someone with a cope on Bluesky, remember that I had the cassette version from when Colourbox released their first LP, which came with a limited edition remix LP initially.
A quick search last week had a copy in Bristol for under a tenner. I bought it, and that came just about three in the afternoon. But because Poppy is now sleeping in the living room, I can't go near the hi-fi without scaring her.
At the weekend, perhaps.
It is still cold at dusk, and Jools drives home in heavy sleet, though there's none in St Maggies. Dinner is sandwiches followed by Christmas cake, which being laced with madeira is boozy and tasty.
And there is football: Spurs v Liverpool, which Spurs wins.
Well.