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The River Wansbeck making its way through the grounds of Wallington Hall en route from remote crags above Sweethope Lough to the North Sea, emerging between Blyth and Newbiggin.
100 x 2022 - Northumberland 12/100
our connections
acrylic on board
50 x 70cm
The painting began way back in 2000 in an art school class, working on the theme of crucifixion. I'd been brought up in a catholic tradition where suffering was a big theme. At the time, having had enough suffering for a while, I needed very much to reframe what this meant to me. I began by looking at the symbol of the cross from other traditions... including the construction industry :-) the cross is such a strong shape of connection.
Then I saw some work from artist Ngataiharuru Taepa,
a beautiful painted weaving.. where I found the same connection in the weft and warp.. in the strength and flexibility of two lines intersecting. So this work is also a tribute to Ngataiharuru Taepa's painting, which helped me into my own journey of weaving in paint.
the world of the immanent
and the world of the transient
hemispheres
intersecting
horizontal
and vertical
here and
beyond here
self and other
known and unknown
human and divine
we weave
our connections
This is a picture of the high building of the 'University of Amsterdam' on Roeterseiland reflecting another part of the same building with an angle of 90 degrees in the late afternoon sun. The rhythm of alternating areas with more or less distortions ànd the soft focus make this a multidimensional layered picture with an organic feel.
At least it works for me that way.
I used mirror fx on this huge chunk of unfinished mural. you can see another shot of the building below in the comments.
A collection of beech trees in a strange dance on a spring evening. Taken at Birchen Copse, Woodcote, Oxfordshire.
Another of Niqui's creations this week. She's woven this fabric rainbow from long strips of coloured fabrics. Using an old bit of driftwood from the beach which has been in the garage for years, it is now hanging in our window (see my first comment).
More tree loveliness from Goring Heath, this time in black and white. Just preferred this to the colour version.
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Ripples on a lake,
Turbulent clear waterfall.
Reeds don’t stem the flow.
How to tell the story of our perilous and flood-limited trek in Plitvice Lakes National Park in Croatia? I’m going to do something I haven’t done before: many photos in a rational, almost chronological sequence, trying to make art and convey the experience, uninterrupted by images from elsewhere, for maybe 10-15 days. Starting with a moment of centered stillness. Hope you like it.
Happy Mono Monday!!
29 May 2023; 09:20 UTC
Im Herzen eines neuen Kulturquartiers zwischen Bocholter Innenstadt und Aasee liegt das Textilwerk mit Weberei und Spinnerei. Die beiden Standorte des Industriemuseums verbindet eine Brücke über den Fluss Aa. In den imposanten Sälen der historischen Spinnerei Herding erhalten Sie spannende Einblicke in historische und moderne Technik, erleben Modegeschichte und aktuelles Design.
The textile factory with weaving mill and spinning mill is located in the heart of a new cultural quarter between Bocholt city center and Lake Aasee. The two locations of the Industrial Museum are connected by a bridge over the River Aa. In the imposing halls of the historic Herding spinning mill, you can gain exciting insights into historic and modern technology, experience the history of fashion and current design.
Mural "Weaving Cultures" by Sam Kirk and Sandra Antongiorgi (2016) West 16th Street and South Blue Island Avenue, Chicago Illinois
From today's dog walk. Pretty sure this is a Phormium, though not sure what type.
Nikon Z6, Nikkor 24-70mm f/4 S,
Exposure X5, Silver Efex Pro 2
A wattle weaved fence seemingly sitting there for no specific purpose (from what I could see). This wattle technique was apparently commonly used to make fences and hurdles for enclosing ground or handling livestock. The technique goes back all the way to Neolithic times.