Henry and sarah Super amazing world wide adventure with beast

Me and beercanan are on our way to the legendary loch ness on the first ever festival train...well good. 15 hours of silent disco boozey times and board games.

Loch Ness city.

the last 5 days have been crazy, i got asked to make a lochness monster costume for rockness festival happening next weekend and immediately joined on it i recruited 4 incredibly talented goldsmith students and our little crew has had to start from scratch learning to sew learning not to get bumped by fabric shop owners etc. We've almost finished now and have produced a monster of a monster at almost 35 ft long and fully collapsable with a mechanical head and room for all of us its only the count down now before we board the Rockness express up to Inverness entertaining crowds as we go. 

It is with a black eyed dog sat upon my lap that i have decided to put back my jura adventure, as i am now off to sunny stockholme in july and also am moving into i prey a new and most magnificent studios. 

DARK SEAS WILD MOUNTAINS

Jura. August 2012

I intend on building a new collection of work on the remote wild outpost of Jura an Island in the heart of the Inner Hebrides in Scotland. The Island covers an area of 142 square miles of  raw beauty, seductive and treacherous landscapes, mountains, rivers and rugged shore lines with miles of  beaches and cliffs jutting out into the Atlantic ocean. 

The aim is to strike out and navigate both geographical and internal landscapes creating works as a response to the journey, using only what i find creating honest monuments in dramatic surroundings. The materials will mostly come from the sea, as I will comb the beaches for wood and drag and carry it to a site where it will be worked on cut, pegged and lashed together to form huge figures and forms. This will be incredibly labour intensive as I plan to create work all over the island, with a piece also being taken up to the top of one of the resident mountains. 

Inspired and lured by childhood tales of the great adventurers spirit of endurance and overcoming hardships to find reward. Informed too by knowledge that the western isles are famous for a place of spiritual retreat. Not just for the celtic saints who came hear to hear the voice of god in the silence, but of poets and authors such as George Orwell who retreated here to attain space and quiet so he could lay out his visionary and prophetic novel '1984'.  

 This adventure is a calling, a test of endurance and an opportunity to use my creativity unbridled without the distractions of contemporary life. A way to present hardship and toil and exposure of emotion and fragility when devoured and sown into the power, majesty and great nothingness of the landscape. I will produce works that will take me out of what I have previously been creating and challenge and test me, turn me around 180 degrees and let me grow and be uncertain about it. 

Other art fair... why cant i afford your guts.

some of my favorite works and makers and dooers.

this i a selection taken from photos i tooks ond my phone and a stack of cards i keep on finding all over myself. 

John Wilson. Photographer. 

Isobel Church.. 

O.A.F... desk clearance.

working at the o.a.f 2012 has been a wonderful most extraordinary experience, i was completely brassak all the way through which gently coerced me to ride my bie the 8 odd miles up the old kent road through burmondey the shard, catch a horizon line over blackfriars bridge then hustle my way up past trafalger square to totemman court road and on to baker street, privileged adress of the Other art fair. The actual fair was placed in a huge bunker that bled gold, seriously. within this cavernous abyss a multitude of talent and persona was on display. it was brilliant. the best bit were our team team of volunteer cavaliers made up of most lovely goldsmithions.

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shop. bag. buffet. apple blossom

Brave new world

Curl around me like a fern in the spring...

Graduation came and went. Sober ceremony following drunken nostalgia under the big sun. What a beautiful day it was as if the winds had reversed and we were all back on the adventure together again.
Its taken a while to get back on the move after L.A for a while i was down but work has now started on Flyboy a new short animation im creating with Fixels.
it took me ages to carve that helmet.

calm

i have calmed myself, relaxed and now am pushing on with some exciting projects in the pipeline, as i sit and listen to my spirit energy humming around me the fear ive had has washed off. My mind has quietend  i listen and observe my thought selectively bursting stodgy overloaded and unneeded ones, reading a book i can see not only the words on the page crisp clear and brilliantly in contrast to the delicate pages but the images these marks are playing out and dancing between the reality infront of me and the one in my head, i rose this morning and was still, ideas didnt force themselves into me loaded with fraught and frustration self denial. sunlight played, falling and mediating on the shelves and window pane, the black cherry trees outside stood firm and solid dark and dank, a most serious tree in winter. My bedroom tidy and in order, my desk tidy and in order invited my sketch book and mind to flow. these are some of the images that i came across today that made me smile. 

only paint when you can feel feel that storm of passion and purpose passing through, and that idea,

sea-fast held together, tight, streamlined and gleaming in off the possibilites and chance.

ive been in a state of shallow daze for three months. But now this energy to make and create has pulled out again and is pushing harder, harder against my hand to do as it will but into what form and how? No idea can come with this seething broiling foam filling my being, i know why i have tonsillitis right now its because i have it all to say but dont have the mode to articulate it.