Housewife Rebellion, 2013
Current work in progress… I’ve just stopped. Cautious of over-working, will return to it tomorrow. Very happy so far!
I am surrounded by wedding magazines at the moment (guess what’s happening next summer?!) and they are a very peculiar thing. Weddings are peculiar things.
This evening’s painting has been brought to you by whiskey, Marlene Dumas lust, anonymous brides and Avenged Sevenfold.
I Love Sunshine
I love sunshine, more than you could ever imagine. It smells of spring and I am happy.
One For Sorrow, Two For Joy
Ink and watercolour, 2016
A fathers day painting for my daddy. I do like a good magpie (or two) – such intelligent birds, they always look like they’re plotting, pondering what to do next…
The intention was to paint a beautiful, detailed perfect magpie card – this A3 page started off as a mess of practice sketches! As is so often the way, when I came to working on the “real” picture, I just couldn’t get him to look right… all sorts of peculiar-looking pigeons and penguins were appearing on the paper. So back I went and added some gorgeous colour and splodgy ink to this page – really chuffed with this picture, and I think my father likes it too. It is now up in my parents kitchen; high praise indeed.
Self-portraiture; this tells a story. A sketch of muddled thoughts, sewn without over-thinking. A satisfying way to work, it is nice to look over old art; funny how it all joins together (and sometimes makes sense).
Faint heart never won fair lady.
Disturbing Dirt, 2012
An embroidery commission from a few years ago. Looking at it with slightly older eyes, I do like the accidental mixture of the domestic and the Gothic; subversion and juxtaposition is always welcome.
As Yet Untitled (patchworksketchbook), Emma Tann, 2012 – 2013
My lovely patchwork sketchbook! It is finished. Now all it needs is a gallery… Conveniently, I seem to have volunteered to organise an art exhibition in August. Ha. Really need to start sorting that out…….
I have been one ridiculously busy lady lately (hence the abandoned blog.) I’ve spent the last two weeks doing work experience with a lovely little primary school. Spent most of my time with the reception class – which I enjoyed a hell of a lot more than I thought I would! Really surprised myself- it turns out that 4 and 5 year olds are amazing… they way their minds work, their imaginations…. and now it is time for a Picasso quote;
Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.
Exactly. They are unspoilt and non-judgemental, they have no preconceptions about the world and are constantly exploring and discovering and being amazed…. I really loved spending time with them. Although I do think that primary teaching aint quite for me…. which is why I am applying for a (slightly last minute) secondary Art and Design PGCE! Oh I’ve been tip-toeing around this idea for months….. it has FINALLY clicked into place. We’ll see what happens.
Sketchbook Patchwork Details…………
Taking a secretive-honestly-dangerously-introverted-confessional sketchbook and share it with the world, in the hope that these thoughts fears feelings are collectively human. Things that we feel we shouldn’t share with anyone else, thoughts that we shouldn’t even have. Make yourself vulnerable and communicate. Honesty is of the utmost importance. These pages tell a story and they scare me. I am not the same person.
Watercolour works in progress…
She is someone else and you don’t know her.
For an unemployed person, I am one ridiculously busy lady.
I have completed my CAB training, and so this week I was let loose on the public, attempting to help them sort out their problems…. So far, so good. Starting Monday, I am spending two weeks volunteering as a teaching assistant at a primary school… which is a rather daunting prospect. Arg. Terror. AND I’m attempting to organise an art exhibition at the little gallery I volunteer for! Oh my. Unemployment is definitely not boring these days…
And, when I get a moment, there is art! And yoga. SO MUCH YOGA. I love yoga. I have gotten so damn bendy.
Lately I’ve been spending time looking into the more meditative, emotional, calming, thinking side of yoga. Which turns out to be fascinating and ever so thought provoking. A hell of a lot of my art has been about feelings and emotions and thinking (or not thinking) and what’s real (or not real.) I’ve spent a lot of time and energy attempting to fight negative memories and emotions…. With yoga, you just let it be. You accept that you are not in control. Things come and go. You recognise emotions are there but you don’t fight anything. Oh it’s all so… liberating! And peaceful. But I’ll stop there before I go all obsessive-preachy-hippy on you. Uh oh.
(Go look at this lovely lady’s website if you do happen to want to read more about it all…http://www.ekhartyoga.com/blog/yoga-and-emotional-pain)
Absent minded scrap paper biro doodles…