tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30730319228568319652024-02-26T19:27:42.365+00:00the marbretherese blogthe occasional diary of painter ~ printmaker Teresa NewhamUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger331125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-66402956786479199002022-10-06T11:41:00.000+01:002022-10-06T11:41:21.862+01:00Farewell to the Field?<p> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9qwntlAel98tCOHKtUyOSSWcVhez-r2SjRy5Bq5MrXae6kYAt_wtVtv7_WcPN-ZjX_c8m_LnrUHlLHLZWZGFKjQmwIUHh0SUl5kxMQY5aejVkPZ05jsWtcsXQbliZzbr1X6M9OTHf1p20EBx43DzgWgZ7CvZF1YYGdLVRAI5DQt1atO91s6gzlyuy/s1200/Field%20Cross%20Lane_TeresaNewham_reductionlinocut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="737" data-original-width="1200" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9qwntlAel98tCOHKtUyOSSWcVhez-r2SjRy5Bq5MrXae6kYAt_wtVtv7_WcPN-ZjX_c8m_LnrUHlLHLZWZGFKjQmwIUHh0SUl5kxMQY5aejVkPZ05jsWtcsXQbliZzbr1X6M9OTHf1p20EBx43DzgWgZ7CvZF1YYGdLVRAI5DQt1atO91s6gzlyuy/w400-h246/Field%20Cross%20Lane_TeresaNewham_reductionlinocut.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Field, Cross Lane<br />reduction linocut by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Selling the last in the edition of my linocut print <i>Field, Cross Lane</i> at this year's #HertsOpenStudios was a bittersweet moment. We've had a great three weeks: plenty of visitors made their way up the hill to Wensley Arts and virtually all of them stayed for a proper chat.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbiFElFP751g8W0HY2gkJ90smD8UyNThXtQ3Y7fi6zPdqb3lknywu-gaGmAHcsJVTQ4aYfuvyR7lOBKKKo75f2AVUfxpFd9VkpW8rigJF4TmPMhigOo72gpxXmbKJMISsoTfx_SbXPts6JyeR9FQ2zwOxM0uxycTOc7qLcZ_uG5fHslVvBwBNt0QwF/s1200/76108F18-C3F2-4744-AF27-80960F7AC915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbiFElFP751g8W0HY2gkJ90smD8UyNThXtQ3Y7fi6zPdqb3lknywu-gaGmAHcsJVTQ4aYfuvyR7lOBKKKo75f2AVUfxpFd9VkpW8rigJF4TmPMhigOo72gpxXmbKJMISsoTfx_SbXPts6JyeR9FQ2zwOxM0uxycTOc7qLcZ_uG5fHslVvBwBNt0QwF/s320/76108F18-C3F2-4744-AF27-80960F7AC915.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Open Studios bunting<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>We've had all sorts of conversations with fellow artists, budding artists, would-be artists and people who think they can't do art (please note: you are mistaken!), made some pleasing sales and dozens of cups of coffee and tea. We were keen to share the biscuits, too, but ended up eating most of them ourselves!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtetVLC6IdT0-xSgef7plGTOKy2nmiR2bLpzU50d7MNNbC35GcJ7L7etFgViWAHxOMuaZAQUxgBuT8kmdZPWATfLHSo9eHq-cFvtJ-UlxW9TI1TGJmNx5utgjm-YUcPqP9CAtp6RjCA6HLu0r7CIE6EIKgRKdaza-X9O74RVxwuiyjKHp_ez9VT3t/s1200/IMG_3443.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="867" data-original-width="1200" height="289" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtetVLC6IdT0-xSgef7plGTOKy2nmiR2bLpzU50d7MNNbC35GcJ7L7etFgViWAHxOMuaZAQUxgBuT8kmdZPWATfLHSo9eHq-cFvtJ-UlxW9TI1TGJmNx5utgjm-YUcPqP9CAtp6RjCA6HLu0r7CIE6EIKgRKdaza-X9O74RVxwuiyjKHp_ez9VT3t/w400-h289/IMG_3443.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Inktense sketch demo for Open Studios<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>As a demonstration I made half a dozen sketchbooks to sell in aid of the DEC Ukraine Humanitarian Appeal - in total the sale raised £50. I then went back to a favourite medium I've been neglecting recently and made a couple of Inktense pencil sketches of photos taken on walks in the local lanes.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSheKkYb-iwVOAoWmVZPg_GBpDC_K0JC8OfF0Xa_Ea4a-T8vkUlV125pJ7jKRcgZ0fsjInPPDTqRMdCRMEIfGc34C8nZjTWY89MxrBTnMYtNdS9COh9oS7L8TzKvcKh_xWwbBAdLTOH_3xvMeX-kiY2h1w3ubws8vpbcnkhqZjaNQYpO7WjBr6-2MD/s1200/9D26A040-444F-40BA-882E-248252AA4134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSheKkYb-iwVOAoWmVZPg_GBpDC_K0JC8OfF0Xa_Ea4a-T8vkUlV125pJ7jKRcgZ0fsjInPPDTqRMdCRMEIfGc34C8nZjTWY89MxrBTnMYtNdS9COh9oS7L8TzKvcKh_xWwbBAdLTOH_3xvMeX-kiY2h1w3ubws8vpbcnkhqZjaNQYpO7WjBr6-2MD/s320/9D26A040-444F-40BA-882E-248252AA4134.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>fundraising for the DEC Ukraine Humanitarian Appeal<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>This brings me back to the field. It may well be built upon, which will change not just the field but the character of several of my favourite walks. The hundreds of photos I've taken of the field over the years now seem more precious than ever, and I may well have to make another linocut of the field to remember it by . . . </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ3IPk2EqfZLlSCkmbRt82rS1mb801cGV_9b09zsKrDxxCGYVjyLIYyKcEJczuePeuS79CspcO9tqxVhqg5DwbgEJmUfd39sfLvd79Jepil4zSPqdptjlh0NxautDY9M91Kt8BNxRlKbpvTJClXubSz4VT7bgN1e2Fy1TrD_Y0nalhVqtqDKj22b4Y/s1200/IMG_3445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ3IPk2EqfZLlSCkmbRt82rS1mb801cGV_9b09zsKrDxxCGYVjyLIYyKcEJczuePeuS79CspcO9tqxVhqg5DwbgEJmUfd39sfLvd79Jepil4zSPqdptjlh0NxautDY9M91Kt8BNxRlKbpvTJClXubSz4VT7bgN1e2Fy1TrD_Y0nalhVqtqDKj22b4Y/w400-h300/IMG_3445.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Inktense sketch of the field in winter<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><i>Finally, an announcement: having blogged regularly twice a month for nearly fourteen years, I've decided to take a break for a while. You can still find me on social media, or take a look at my YouTube channel and my website - all the links are in the side panel. Thanks for reading!</i></p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD2GWjnx5A56d_2pSnGj299SYv6FtloB7K2gDr4X8QS9SAGuBQILargSb_8WK3AOcgZxB1sHq0LKA36Z_eWiChVES-uonbxq6IEs6VxA2zYVT8mzYToXRC4ErR57KBEQE6fLXuLU1QQnSGVF7SpLd1T5yj4D0k1SeBxboYUsgMl4I7u1TqcFFQs8XZ/s1200/IMG_3428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD2GWjnx5A56d_2pSnGj299SYv6FtloB7K2gDr4X8QS9SAGuBQILargSb_8WK3AOcgZxB1sHq0LKA36Z_eWiChVES-uonbxq6IEs6VxA2zYVT8mzYToXRC4ErR57KBEQE6fLXuLU1QQnSGVF7SpLd1T5yj4D0k1SeBxboYUsgMl4I7u1TqcFFQs8XZ/w400-h300/IMG_3428.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>my favourite field, Autumn 2022<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-30165713936587995672022-09-22T10:33:00.001+01:002022-09-22T10:33:43.987+01:00Mourning and making<p> </p><p><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjshda50DwLS_bTj1XM9ioZOlYXfYTvTU1CZocbVsp9HJ3gmHHrW74Wm1aWH5A5Tsj0Sp1iXt9mofgOLKatp0WaBgyCSY2CfJGUsdPYj6l_3MhPjO-EhmdDCzdIQopGtj-0yhgqZa-gUXSsbFwkl7wTq5MKvSBZ872lU_kMQ1pz-HfApHyb-Lv0oSLz/s2048/IMG_0065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjshda50DwLS_bTj1XM9ioZOlYXfYTvTU1CZocbVsp9HJ3gmHHrW74Wm1aWH5A5Tsj0Sp1iXt9mofgOLKatp0WaBgyCSY2CfJGUsdPYj6l_3MhPjO-EhmdDCzdIQopGtj-0yhgqZa-gUXSsbFwkl7wTq5MKvSBZ872lU_kMQ1pz-HfApHyb-Lv0oSLz/w400-h300/IMG_0065.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the dining room, transformed<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></p><p>It's been a strange start to this year's #HertsOpenStudios. The death of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II two days before the event began cast a pall over our preparations; my parents married during her Coronation year so I grew up with the souvenirs they were given as wedding presents; and her portrait (the Annigoni one, without the crown) hung in my primary school hall.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSevOUKD5tz2jZddrZNQvx2JaSFELjcIV492vSgc9BpQz0KLhAKTvnMu8g26Zvl3pdOo2N-sy3hq6yzvyc1ESyQ55VUtuN4cHD_fFkd1KCSi87STQNUUCYegQKugERrIg_kCJ3Y-02vKQ88bacbrJhq7nbWAVi2MSQ-iyGzRxcdFru0YuX8YAiiqiz/s2048/IMG_0058-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSevOUKD5tz2jZddrZNQvx2JaSFELjcIV492vSgc9BpQz0KLhAKTvnMu8g26Zvl3pdOo2N-sy3hq6yzvyc1ESyQ55VUtuN4cHD_fFkd1KCSi87STQNUUCYegQKugERrIg_kCJ3Y-02vKQ88bacbrJhq7nbWAVi2MSQ-iyGzRxcdFru0YuX8YAiiqiz/w400-h300/IMG_0058-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>my studio, transformed<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>We weren't at all sure that anyone would come on the first Saturday; in the morning we sat and watched the proclamation of the new King on TV - this was, after all, history in the making - but we were delighted that a few visitors did appear throughout the day, lightening the mood.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDD5OKrmVu3P9WI3yW0vPmvA8rVJ7tkAbJNqof2m8yOm5ztU0Mq-muePhwV25-P_qvJhD7la_wGWXfAo1w1R09L-CItaHf5jS4H74KdoE3m3Y7eFYr2cIWM4nWU9Hd9ETlEJHtZSLcFecAGTJUkIhYBPbahKESdglN7JbvFThN4uIyAsDNfnCzCl_I/s2048/IMG_0062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDD5OKrmVu3P9WI3yW0vPmvA8rVJ7tkAbJNqof2m8yOm5ztU0Mq-muePhwV25-P_qvJhD7la_wGWXfAo1w1R09L-CItaHf5jS4H74KdoE3m3Y7eFYr2cIWM4nWU9Hd9ETlEJHtZSLcFecAGTJUkIhYBPbahKESdglN7JbvFThN4uIyAsDNfnCzCl_I/w400-h300/IMG_0062.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>every inch of space in use<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Sue and I have our usual set up in my studio and dining room, and this year I put a short film on <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-PZBEnhQHxqnr4CfWVk6pw" target="_blank">my YouTube channel</a> showing before and after pictures, as well as a video of the whole event for those who can't make it or would like to see what's on display before they decide to come along.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzu3m5_YoBkhGgxbSybWIHOVrqtZD29aSRNVFR1GIwJ4dn1_MGX1uGs57wnB7twvzPiO4581WDGtJxnprAv0sZwdkQvYktiFzs3Hodm_adMsimHyD_VqDTzbF7qeljj4-5MLc9TXa_V3YhKW_9IKgN6o3KOMz5xbMHcDUteCfmaSUK6EDqE4qDXcMM/s4260/Sue%20OS%2022%20collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2139" data-original-width="4260" height="201" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzu3m5_YoBkhGgxbSybWIHOVrqtZD29aSRNVFR1GIwJ4dn1_MGX1uGs57wnB7twvzPiO4581WDGtJxnprAv0sZwdkQvYktiFzs3Hodm_adMsimHyD_VqDTzbF7qeljj4-5MLc9TXa_V3YhKW_9IKgN6o3KOMz5xbMHcDUteCfmaSUK6EDqE4qDXcMM/w400-h201/Sue%20OS%2022%20collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>some of Sue's displays<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>We've had a steady stream of visitors, and everyone has stayed for some time to chat over a cup of tea as well as look at the art. Perhaps people are feeling more like talking this year; we've certainly had some interesting conversations.<br /><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiiY0AVHaWClIfM8Uz_fjDkxnHKtwesxzLZLtSfQgx7nBv7a32Fl0sofcrI5cQqADHLMfqtfQpF16F6HxtjLaGdJSDiDUvn-NODuEOp5oeTMtI25A2TPsRsayHvNvDBE_Sl39LZd_XA6KFxnIOX2cx9Dm4MEdlb9r-AGc08M22mKY3dbE7iqwy6m3p/s2048/IMG_0063-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiiY0AVHaWClIfM8Uz_fjDkxnHKtwesxzLZLtSfQgx7nBv7a32Fl0sofcrI5cQqADHLMfqtfQpF16F6HxtjLaGdJSDiDUvn-NODuEOp5oeTMtI25A2TPsRsayHvNvDBE_Sl39LZd_XA6KFxnIOX2cx9Dm4MEdlb9r-AGc08M22mKY3dbE7iqwy6m3p/w400-h300/IMG_0063-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>lots of cards as well as exhibits<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>For my demo I've been making books for sketching/notes/collage, inspired by a <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ilU2k7Gcwhs" target="_blank">video from Handprinted UK</a> which I first saw during lockdown. This is the first chance I've had to put it into practice. We're open again this Saturday, next Wednesday and on Saturday 1st October, so there's still time to see us - for full details of venue and opening times click <a href="https://www.hvaf.org.uk/open-studios/2022/wensley-arts" target="_blank">here</a>!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3ydeMgg08guUA7aeG1j52ReUyzM55o-tq2QTMLQtLgHem9Y61m3lTtRDBGUuwpp5PiAXxMxrQ4rtMDbERY8A4Nsshzccd8B_sN6h6jwFTXmEvrFFp9x5aisVozlb5KcU3k9wX-rZv157hD4MlhQj_cAKbfA4oKdUvU83Eq184eWB-hMj2t4BwkVls/s3960/books%20demo%20collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3911" data-original-width="3960" height="395" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3ydeMgg08guUA7aeG1j52ReUyzM55o-tq2QTMLQtLgHem9Y61m3lTtRDBGUuwpp5PiAXxMxrQ4rtMDbERY8A4Nsshzccd8B_sN6h6jwFTXmEvrFFp9x5aisVozlb5KcU3k9wX-rZv157hD4MlhQj_cAKbfA4oKdUvU83Eq184eWB-hMj2t4BwkVls/w400-h395/books%20demo%20collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>my demo - making sketchbooks<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-45834025633868770472022-09-06T15:33:00.000+01:002022-09-06T15:33:59.124+01:00Late Summer Hollyhocks<p> </p><p><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGyDWx14XG8AvjTbw9G_6fMmGUyeMv0ZnBJnW_RCaxlz7kEtpUTeGRibWg7RTFN4uoO72nGWifvbVBlSMxwXZjeKBZamuj-UAbRHuR48GDkU3Kgb-7Y3Ls0ghqIaeqgqSml9Ce2-ukd3I-nx7qCMTMjy15j7_IKOAYQptdbL5SHIZ3_ez3rSaUDxJF/s1200/IMG_3260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="765" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGyDWx14XG8AvjTbw9G_6fMmGUyeMv0ZnBJnW_RCaxlz7kEtpUTeGRibWg7RTFN4uoO72nGWifvbVBlSMxwXZjeKBZamuj-UAbRHuR48GDkU3Kgb-7Y3Ls0ghqIaeqgqSml9Ce2-ukd3I-nx7qCMTMjy15j7_IKOAYQptdbL5SHIZ3_ez3rSaUDxJF/w255-h400/IMG_3260.jpg" width="255" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Late Summer Hollyhocks<br />reduction linocut by<br />Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></p><p>I meant to spend August preparing for #HertsOpenStudios - but instead, I found myself playing hooky and indulging in some last-minute linocut printing. Last summer, hollyhocks seemed to be everywhere I went, brightening up gardens from Cambridgeshire to Dorset and all points in between.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Y4ZSV_xfbty0MY92tJcGAa0U226stg8nn1O5V4qwuCV07YHArOphCnonVIVH9hv2uI-HzFq1BgHG5I5L1CWqUuAPmjuEbAe7eX1loWbpEcux-Qaz0c3wdycZIM4JS-CZPcnBixrs5bmpoE6ZsIydKANZQ9cnuhDD__Gpwvvx78bDfaNH44kFXlGu/s1200/IMG_3026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Y4ZSV_xfbty0MY92tJcGAa0U226stg8nn1O5V4qwuCV07YHArOphCnonVIVH9hv2uI-HzFq1BgHG5I5L1CWqUuAPmjuEbAe7eX1loWbpEcux-Qaz0c3wdycZIM4JS-CZPcnBixrs5bmpoE6ZsIydKANZQ9cnuhDD__Gpwvvx78bDfaNH44kFXlGu/w400-h400/IMG_3026.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>working up the design<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Once I'd started spotting them I couldn't stop - and the photos I took formed the basis of my design. I decided to go for broke and cut the complete outline, trusting that the registration would work. At this stage I only had the vaguest notion of how the printing would proceed.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7kdkG891x6I97es2K0zk3AnZZSjB7GQsUFCwIAbZ35Um9xvqlTxI0PZ8-WD4HpAmcIaMt5MXgu_3L36NcMa2ufRncjzqgN3WCysVwGT3_rQdswVXkA-Ad9_7sPevXjYIPu_SUTMZ_RME0lWR08WcasEefGjMgc7dt2JO7rDyvTqN9MTILmdhYKLZg/s1200/IMG_3054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="904" data-original-width="1200" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7kdkG891x6I97es2K0zk3AnZZSjB7GQsUFCwIAbZ35Um9xvqlTxI0PZ8-WD4HpAmcIaMt5MXgu_3L36NcMa2ufRncjzqgN3WCysVwGT3_rQdswVXkA-Ad9_7sPevXjYIPu_SUTMZ_RME0lWR08WcasEefGjMgc7dt2JO7rDyvTqN9MTILmdhYKLZg/w400-h301/IMG_3054.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>cutting the outline<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I began with yellow for summer sunshine, then added blue sky at the top and some pink at the bottom, which looked red on top of the yellow and represents heat. I used extender throughout, keeping all the layers thin so that they didn't take long to dry. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiC_14jSwlMz9PP4IDM4R2FRUETlLNpXktK7gfSZR32BW3vz0VpHi5wptTdbgp0K19FMMXDr8l3IulIa5A2KJg-J6lJxlOQL-Dg2DfQslhuGnYOZ_eAjQSnqVCVlV3GK4D5rTkD7aJFv0_Vqyt34hCteZp8H6mgIBTVLMXysyL3iPB65z-s9Q8BJ-X/s1200/IMG_3089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiC_14jSwlMz9PP4IDM4R2FRUETlLNpXktK7gfSZR32BW3vz0VpHi5wptTdbgp0K19FMMXDr8l3IulIa5A2KJg-J6lJxlOQL-Dg2DfQslhuGnYOZ_eAjQSnqVCVlV3GK4D5rTkD7aJFv0_Vqyt34hCteZp8H6mgIBTVLMXysyL3iPB65z-s9Q8BJ-X/w400-h300/IMG_3089.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>printing early layers in the studio<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I hadn't planned for the flowers to be so pink, but while I was experimenting with colours this one appeared and I liked the way it popped against the background. I added the dark red centres with my finger, which gave me a lot of control over the positioning on the petals.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeh5XbnSqrkKRoHlzDK-tKUkPWvW3EdpucGazbRtxpzKrMg4EIpL_AsEnwtwxAWwhSIp4CIebvFvEEScShYETbQJBECfK170yR3rfBEkYUAGSaOUHRnt2qNLnvp71YlkVMJIl0VmjGiIaxpaOm4UY660HV8CeNb-1_kW8Rf-0AecnBcPu8Uu34DciN/s1200/63B23D0D-1021-457E-90A5-B48D3F5FB76D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeh5XbnSqrkKRoHlzDK-tKUkPWvW3EdpucGazbRtxpzKrMg4EIpL_AsEnwtwxAWwhSIp4CIebvFvEEScShYETbQJBECfK170yR3rfBEkYUAGSaOUHRnt2qNLnvp71YlkVMJIl0VmjGiIaxpaOm4UY660HV8CeNb-1_kW8Rf-0AecnBcPu8Uu34DciN/w400-h400/63B23D0D-1021-457E-90A5-B48D3F5FB76D.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>getting the colours of the flowers right<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I assumed I would need two layers of green for the leaves, but when I came to assess the print after the first one, I realised that it was finished. Just as well, because I was terribly behind with my Open Studios preparations and have only just caught up in time for this Saturday!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH9BoPej_8RgZ6ULMbn9NzYYgpbH5DFUUeKQx2FITMow7IqU3GH2HXmO2gduUf2jxb280qcHY9_N47gZUUPURFrcJazlNvH_okd3Y0se3yejqgU2cVeBEemKJ-PLFmSL5JY8yNC6RTvDEbVujALLOwo5Q6sCyPKpKs07yXpiUanQeZGu6SGx3cCwXD/s1200/IMG_3251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH9BoPej_8RgZ6ULMbn9NzYYgpbH5DFUUeKQx2FITMow7IqU3GH2HXmO2gduUf2jxb280qcHY9_N47gZUUPURFrcJazlNvH_okd3Y0se3yejqgU2cVeBEemKJ-PLFmSL5JY8yNC6RTvDEbVujALLOwo5Q6sCyPKpKs07yXpiUanQeZGu6SGx3cCwXD/w400-h400/IMG_3251.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>some of the finished prints<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><i>#HertsOpenStudios runs from Saturday 10th September to Sunday 2nd October 2022. I'll be sharing my studio with fellow artist <a href="https://www.suewookey.com/" target="_blank">Sue Wookey</a> again this year - you can find full details of our venue and opening times <a href="https://www.hvaf.org.uk/open-studios/2022/wensley-arts" target="_blank">here</a> and an overview of the whole event <a href="https://www.hvaf.org.uk/open-studios" target="_blank">here</a>. With around 130 artists taking part throughout Hertfordshire, there really is something for everyone!</i></p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfV3xXVveuw6k1zlFmMUkCyZCPHICa7FQtcUD3DbAivNSQ7d2-IB3cg48ramzpa08fE7jMqbug68zLb8hsU6Eyb6YGDlxhs26FqEqAl6TZK5gGLkuGe8-1t0pRJmA1ueMNPRuPnYX-v75kq4kfcTW2vHt0E5KRYHLlPgGzJZMKgyTVGxeXTyZ9dV_H/s1200/IMG_3355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="807" data-original-width="1200" height="269" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfV3xXVveuw6k1zlFmMUkCyZCPHICa7FQtcUD3DbAivNSQ7d2-IB3cg48ramzpa08fE7jMqbug68zLb8hsU6Eyb6YGDlxhs26FqEqAl6TZK5gGLkuGe8-1t0pRJmA1ueMNPRuPnYX-v75kq4kfcTW2vHt0E5KRYHLlPgGzJZMKgyTVGxeXTyZ9dV_H/w400-h269/IMG_3355.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>'Redwings in the Holly' and 'Late Summer Hollyhocks'<br />framed ready for Herts Open Studios<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-75238140013916425102022-08-22T12:38:00.000+01:002022-08-22T12:38:01.594+01:00Sketchbook started!<p> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPB924kx4_Nj_w0l6U54JD8hQPdb86pUPs_eF3n4yF415i8wfCRJ4-3PTEsBrjwAWBJUQ6IIu26za_8uOe_xKnzTRivggHIjFZE0Y-tqFIxT8SvWAGGCTD09trPeo8z6tdB-igFX8FxsEmg8-KcDdLSdWvNnkxY_B-3eic4fYM_FqZb81TcKjD38fP/s1200/emilios%20collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="457" data-original-width="1200" height="153" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPB924kx4_Nj_w0l6U54JD8hQPdb86pUPs_eF3n4yF415i8wfCRJ4-3PTEsBrjwAWBJUQ6IIu26za_8uOe_xKnzTRivggHIjFZE0Y-tqFIxT8SvWAGGCTD09trPeo8z6tdB-igFX8FxsEmg8-KcDdLSdWvNnkxY_B-3eic4fYM_FqZb81TcKjD38fP/w400-h153/emilios%20collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Coffee at Emilio's<br />pen & wash sketch by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table></p><br /><p>A chilly Spring is my excuse for not starting my Moleskin sketchbook (a Christmas present) until May. Flags put up for the Jubilee caught my eye on an early walk to the local shops one morning. I took several photos - the view I wanted involved standing on the zebra crossing so I couldn't do anything in situ - and worked up the sketch at home.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4au5ocv3G4sGLHZjTXOweYH5QYbkb9E4gcuiSwio0fnb1PlP3mXvqxQhLoFFxx5kVgoH25aJxIfsjdurs05LkS_GhAQnD0yT-OrpcjFeD6NYDE6IMKgapPTrqll1bFtPaQsx8h9jvh5nL6PcJHPR5CBR-AJzau_eYQKmcKtknNOCij8B0AKuOuNiJ/s1200/IMG_2505.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="631" data-original-width="1200" height="210" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4au5ocv3G4sGLHZjTXOweYH5QYbkb9E4gcuiSwio0fnb1PlP3mXvqxQhLoFFxx5kVgoH25aJxIfsjdurs05LkS_GhAQnD0yT-OrpcjFeD6NYDE6IMKgapPTrqll1bFtPaQsx8h9jvh5nL6PcJHPR5CBR-AJzau_eYQKmcKtknNOCij8B0AKuOuNiJ/w400-h210/IMG_2505.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Southdown Jubilee<br />pen & wash sketch by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Better weather encouraged me to try some plein air sketching in Rothamsted Park. I chose a suitable bench, laid out my equipment, including an old watercolour palette, and got to work. To my surprise several people I knew came past, with one stopping to chat, which certainly got me over any shyness about painting in public!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX84UfS2ooeFt1DH9lSb1hNGatx3Jv_Gn-iXykVVzdq397EHcnJqGuL7iM9vGLNER293tc46wNDrc08jUC_G34nEnxXdRGmYPLi4614UjyDTBK949-xp14wZTxw3Om1xf5yVjyPGR8i1qifG3MJ5cWS94e78WtMHi9PkD5WxK-R_BrepqdfE1f38u_/s1200/IMG_2632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX84UfS2ooeFt1DH9lSb1hNGatx3Jv_Gn-iXykVVzdq397EHcnJqGuL7iM9vGLNER293tc46wNDrc08jUC_G34nEnxXdRGmYPLi4614UjyDTBK949-xp14wZTxw3Om1xf5yVjyPGR8i1qifG3MJ5cWS94e78WtMHi9PkD5WxK-R_BrepqdfE1f38u_/w400-h300/IMG_2632.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the new fitness centre, Rothamsted Park<br />pen & wash sketch by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>It seemed like a good idea to make one sketch a week, and the next was a view down Station Road from the seats by the fountain outside Pizza Express in Harpenden. I became so absorbed in the drawing that the sun came round and I had to beat a hasty retreat, adding the colour when I got home. People came and went, so I put one of them into the picture to liven up the scene.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQk5p3kj0op04uiF8R7J-hLBjyxxDXCJbQY-Mv71e-PAt1oM4v--LgRknkR7o_5iiiWUfOjoJpBEwZp9lRaqdrr9XUz59zzbfU31hsLvuPZcyjl64e2NaLtW84IFwypK8mQhX28P6gXwVLT0fFLYP8eUSDb-tFLBFKk1uvVptjUDenQh1yQhnQ8WL9/s1200/town%20collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="803" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQk5p3kj0op04uiF8R7J-hLBjyxxDXCJbQY-Mv71e-PAt1oM4v--LgRknkR7o_5iiiWUfOjoJpBEwZp9lRaqdrr9XUz59zzbfU31hsLvuPZcyjl64e2NaLtW84IFwypK8mQhX28P6gXwVLT0fFLYP8eUSDb-tFLBFKk1uvVptjUDenQh1yQhnQ8WL9/w429-h640/town%20collage.jpg" width="429" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>view towards Station Road, Harpenden<br />pen & wash sketch by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Was I being too optimistic when I took my sketchbook and pen to Childwickbury? I did find time to make a line drawing of people enjoying refreshments in the seating area by the old stable block. It made for a restful interlude in between looking at all the art. I added the colour later and managed to restrict my palette, which looks effective.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjTbobZB5n7DzxGDXOkfQKIf6Qt099PCIVlQxP7sC5Hxmxw3inlCtnHfQzqvjPGHOxgtsq51eNOyMP_nUc-tIpAdMMTW-Qnt5oeqiS6cX1snA6pXqL0j2qIxKS6qzyIwsGBKwQd5QetyUNPXwYUR4sJJ5siWQC1LjYxYweLnHTYDeF9QkEVWCi0pmz/s1200/Childwickbury%20collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1160" data-original-width="1200" height="386" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjTbobZB5n7DzxGDXOkfQKIf6Qt099PCIVlQxP7sC5Hxmxw3inlCtnHfQzqvjPGHOxgtsq51eNOyMP_nUc-tIpAdMMTW-Qnt5oeqiS6cX1snA6pXqL0j2qIxKS6qzyIwsGBKwQd5QetyUNPXwYUR4sJJ5siWQC1LjYxYweLnHTYDeF9QkEVWCi0pmz/w400-h386/Childwickbury%20collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the side of Childwickbury stable block <br />pen & wash sketch by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>My favourite is one I made while sitting on a bench in the shade of the big tree outside Boots in the centre of Harpenden. It shows one of the snack vans and some of the customers. Once again I got engrossed and had to finish it later because I ran out of time. Since then, heatwaves, holidays and Covid have prevented me from doing any more. But there's still time before Open Studios starts in September . . . </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bhpVmXhu2JQVE-9e5aCEr5wcub5YdYpurm8Y3tUgRRj0OLxL7OVZbUiipMU8zZNGkr6jI1iHnVu0d6ziJBOoz4LXBwy2gtZGgh-FeMxIkJL7xlZdLY0xkP7hkgMWJC_yaZCR-6rrfvkMB2OL4oH4wq2-kUIbecwnkNXG_qnw8Z-9cvnCTXNr9VZq/s1200/Emilios%20detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="595" data-original-width="1200" height="199" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bhpVmXhu2JQVE-9e5aCEr5wcub5YdYpurm8Y3tUgRRj0OLxL7OVZbUiipMU8zZNGkr6jI1iHnVu0d6ziJBOoz4LXBwy2gtZGgh-FeMxIkJL7xlZdLY0xkP7hkgMWJC_yaZCR-6rrfvkMB2OL4oH4wq2-kUIbecwnkNXG_qnw8Z-9cvnCTXNr9VZq/w400-h199/Emilios%20detail.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>detail from Coffee at Emilio's<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-33338545972148595262022-08-05T10:00:00.000+01:002022-08-05T10:00:08.410+01:00Waste not . . . <p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJd_iAjiofLp-2lUoiP7H9Ql3sPKHEtgigxshbDMIitHmfDeeDzdPnXwJbvC9Tl8XRsJpc-P05tJPmWzOEbnHW5pnJyla2N-QgB4M98YsyrpxdP0lfpVMI_r-xKjba-4s1jI7FwX0RcvbUQ4uI--1W3Q0Elnga2DafmPtahxqIVWDhH_f_pPNFgE3W/s1200/IMG_2360.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJd_iAjiofLp-2lUoiP7H9Ql3sPKHEtgigxshbDMIitHmfDeeDzdPnXwJbvC9Tl8XRsJpc-P05tJPmWzOEbnHW5pnJyla2N-QgB4M98YsyrpxdP0lfpVMI_r-xKjba-4s1jI7FwX0RcvbUQ4uI--1W3Q0Elnga2DafmPtahxqIVWDhH_f_pPNFgE3W/w400-h400/IMG_2360.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>cards and offcuts from trial prints of </i>Fence Cross Lane<br /><i>© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Every printmaker has spare prints which didn't make it into the edition for some reason. I decided to turn some of mine into greetings cards. I took trial prints of my reduction linocut<i> Fence, Cross Lane</i>, cut out squares of the most interesting parts of the design and stuck them onto cream card blanks. The offcuts have potential too.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh7wSipAtDFVlDlb-BFBml_FYMbe7BqV_oH_Kacq4eDD_Bnc5npqH0zRVyymc4eq-WigZu9nQmGiLaO6SL8V3gMRKqoBdpubQJ7WJDxesxL5MuAQ0V4LHxp3sFKAjdMX0HAtw8SkSg9mzv19QKPadLdM356UbflvusWM4mz7a9BNexxcJDnHoosbyW/s1200/IMG_2364.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh7wSipAtDFVlDlb-BFBml_FYMbe7BqV_oH_Kacq4eDD_Bnc5npqH0zRVyymc4eq-WigZu9nQmGiLaO6SL8V3gMRKqoBdpubQJ7WJDxesxL5MuAQ0V4LHxp3sFKAjdMX0HAtw8SkSg9mzv19QKPadLdM356UbflvusWM4mz7a9BNexxcJDnHoosbyW/w400-h400/IMG_2364.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>my first experiments with Japanese Woodblock put to good use<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The best of my first ever Japanese Woodblock print, an Acer Leaf design, are just the right size for cards, and make good use of something which was essentially an experiment with a technqiue brand new to me. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuKnKUNcfI_ER_IREpiyvF7J1sGkOycZCTxZc4DMDrXOSP-v4KUOVqVC9ETBkweL33Qzif2GR5S3SsyoLSnkYTdHa16Cn-ArGDMW3pyMIHTEk-kK3NZvtAu1AnuoJmpHuwuGs0EfASyqUMeTe1fRF43fI7Zq2wl_AbX_dFH_fjbPnFL6VNtiJcs1W9/s1200/IMG_2892.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="568" data-original-width="1200" height="189" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuKnKUNcfI_ER_IREpiyvF7J1sGkOycZCTxZc4DMDrXOSP-v4KUOVqVC9ETBkweL33Qzif2GR5S3SsyoLSnkYTdHa16Cn-ArGDMW3pyMIHTEk-kK3NZvtAu1AnuoJmpHuwuGs0EfASyqUMeTe1fRF43fI7Zq2wl_AbX_dFH_fjbPnFL6VNtiJcs1W9/w400-h189/IMG_2892.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>revisiting the rainbow-rolled</i> New Covenant<br /><i>© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I sold the last two cards of an older design, <i>The New Covenant</i>, at Art on the Common. I've printed more onto pre-cut squares of washi, along with some extras of the <i>Sunflower for Ukraine </i>card design. This gives a better result than printing directly onto the card blanks.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj56Vox0lH4xnx4439IBdLTDRZj8M5x48e73q4v5BYGYz6-PXQvxjIks_5o-sRqSR38s_YUxGSEE1GCrTzPja30Ys4XJ0fRcqOcIhIY8HbjMCPTB4jGsID7aBhNn_vwHiOjxnM4pcVDkKqNa8iM46uI_UHsnxg-mpYQ16o_Qj3UJ8u2k3ZLQtu7q-7/s1200/IMG_2899.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj56Vox0lH4xnx4439IBdLTDRZj8M5x48e73q4v5BYGYz6-PXQvxjIks_5o-sRqSR38s_YUxGSEE1GCrTzPja30Ys4XJ0fRcqOcIhIY8HbjMCPTB4jGsID7aBhNn_vwHiOjxnM4pcVDkKqNa8iM46uI_UHsnxg-mpYQ16o_Qj3UJ8u2k3ZLQtu7q-7/w400-h300/IMG_2899.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">New Covenant <i>and </i>Sunflower for Ukraine <i>card fronts drying<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I've also revamped an old linocut print of mine, <i>Meadow Cranesbill, </i>for which I made a lot of impressions. Some of these have become cards, this time on white blanks. I can't tell in advance whether I should use white or cream blanks for the cards, I have to decide on the day and go with my instinct.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV-mOtauYWGU8kiSS7-1fDtPB4ASmbzr8hGpWAmuF3LCrj0OUc9P4jdq4nz_YdiwxhmqZAc580H-LGgcT2r64PzxYgE6V3JyGMqXNfFc6I1HiZ1Ds6H0Y4hk9eTJn-MCmlG5s5-dUIGFUqfYk4OkTwxe4vAgm13xJlt8ARvMwlboY1zTmh0n0gEomy/s1200/IMG_2939.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV-mOtauYWGU8kiSS7-1fDtPB4ASmbzr8hGpWAmuF3LCrj0OUc9P4jdq4nz_YdiwxhmqZAc580H-LGgcT2r64PzxYgE6V3JyGMqXNfFc6I1HiZ1Ds6H0Y4hk9eTJn-MCmlG5s5-dUIGFUqfYk4OkTwxe4vAgm13xJlt8ARvMwlboY1zTmh0n0gEomy/w400-h400/IMG_2939.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>an old favourite trimmed down for cards<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>White card blanks also seemed to go better with the snow on the cards I made from my trial prints of <i>Redwings in the Holly.</i> It's so much better to use these for cards rather than throw them away, and it's something a little different to offer to our #HertsOpenStudios visitors in September!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzOToLtzGxYrQhWnz-hIAnRCX8cNOPrMxIjEyr0zIn6ZNLc_uANQfEHYMusmQvFqmf611Hsp2HI7PB3mKLB-1Ns08gXxUIUCi3yaPXWKG8lA9q8AQ3hsrfwxGAs8d0L1p_oxK2ALC-dp_Ek5_biJ1uzUh3pDIQS4byCELO3rq0YTshnaxHdV2VJdnT/s1200/IMG_2936.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzOToLtzGxYrQhWnz-hIAnRCX8cNOPrMxIjEyr0zIn6ZNLc_uANQfEHYMusmQvFqmf611Hsp2HI7PB3mKLB-1Ns08gXxUIUCi3yaPXWKG8lA9q8AQ3hsrfwxGAs8d0L1p_oxK2ALC-dp_Ek5_biJ1uzUh3pDIQS4byCELO3rq0YTshnaxHdV2VJdnT/w400-h400/IMG_2936.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>trial prints of</i> Redwings in the Holly<i> turned into cards<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-91059224287906442622022-07-20T12:30:00.001+01:002022-07-20T12:32:15.173+01:00Mokuhanga mayhem<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzq7OjrK6QFBkTKmGXrZKmtj4o2BDBH5z0FNE1EwZzsZyw2Yly0RbMXsRZoaObpe3keakmRN_xDW-zqtfGbbZ1nXZElpcigdDwJNEfvw-v_A53VLFLXsvCJK2OyC0PIncLHuPnA-wLmWtinAp6t2rDUiYtiOBSEqW_AZ6sCzuoO2dBEtDV_s-Sax0N/s1200/IMG_2839.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="755" data-original-width="1200" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzq7OjrK6QFBkTKmGXrZKmtj4o2BDBH5z0FNE1EwZzsZyw2Yly0RbMXsRZoaObpe3keakmRN_xDW-zqtfGbbZ1nXZElpcigdDwJNEfvw-v_A53VLFLXsvCJK2OyC0PIncLHuPnA-wLmWtinAp6t2rDUiYtiOBSEqW_AZ6sCzuoO2dBEtDV_s-Sax0N/w400-h251/IMG_2839.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Skelligs Setting Sun<br />original Japanese Woodblock print<br />by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p> I've been continuing my exploration of Japanese Woodblock (mokuhanga), using the design for my <a href="http://marbretherese.blogspot.com/2019/08/skelligs-golden-light.html" target="_blank">Skelligs Golden Light linocut</a>. I reduced the size of the image to fit the blocks for this multi block process and cut four of them. I also cut the registration marks (kentou) with a chisel for the first time, and hoped they would fit.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLugToRzzg7_LBBxkhp2GhWLGQuJgJHkILn-K0yY1Kf-eTo1PaaMJ2QjrR64icRKrpMz1bbxQN7QlVa6Z-QaRdmexWIGUdjhd6b1p-vmRcdOrVrpNAiifMYbYBp3SGpRb7981qBh80nTw6VwgAh1mc5KsUP6bd6VAcivB3K0Qr2D8FyWrO3UuqoPFH/s1200/2A111A5D-0873-41F0-8420-84266E5E4F80.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLugToRzzg7_LBBxkhp2GhWLGQuJgJHkILn-K0yY1Kf-eTo1PaaMJ2QjrR64icRKrpMz1bbxQN7QlVa6Z-QaRdmexWIGUdjhd6b1p-vmRcdOrVrpNAiifMYbYBp3SGpRb7981qBh80nTw6VwgAh1mc5KsUP6bd6VAcivB3K0Qr2D8FyWrO3UuqoPFH/w400-h400/2A111A5D-0873-41F0-8420-84266E5E4F80.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>adapting and cutting the design, including the kentou<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br /></p><p>The trial prints on proof paper got me back into the swing of things, but I didn't like any of the colours, the birds didn't work and the blocks needed some tidying. The registration on one of the blocks was slightly out but I was confident that I could correct that during printing, as long as I remembered . . . </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI31UPRVrtIICoDV-nPXITjyWt-C_A6XBQ5oxJnaloWTAdqB2BggcvU-7Ym-ncWR0AqZ3baxD1Qzem6bbhQAV8d5LX55cZ-ePTCJ56aq6L1MvGrEKy6qx0sKvSJbJm691JrUxxXsxRn052dTMrFkoV0zhNpSG9pWzBYdybT99GXY6O6RxgKVmdT2J3/s1200/colour%20trials.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="887" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI31UPRVrtIICoDV-nPXITjyWt-C_A6XBQ5oxJnaloWTAdqB2BggcvU-7Ym-ncWR0AqZ3baxD1Qzem6bbhQAV8d5LX55cZ-ePTCJ56aq6L1MvGrEKy6qx0sKvSJbJm691JrUxxXsxRn052dTMrFkoV0zhNpSG9pWzBYdybT99GXY6O6RxgKVmdT2J3/w296-h400/colour%20trials.jpg" width="296" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>early colour trials<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The materials and method for Japanese woodblock are quite unlike anything else I have done, and even just thinking about how I might move forward with the design was useful. The blocks can be used again and again with different colour combinations - the possibilities are endless.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBG0HoLsOHh8mC8uCmW_30o5cmYC42Wj6gb9UF8T1JL5LCQ_R1gE0YY4m0qmHc1yNGwetcT2RkPh2hdbwrVKI7UtZlGQCa6MAvD71bla1HPlbsTTXS4vx6NqzmWW1JdTKyCRdY8ioF6-RHZsl5okacdJRrTk0RhCDIV3_KZXr9mWGFefXYPuXrnoyA/s1200/IMG_2490.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBG0HoLsOHh8mC8uCmW_30o5cmYC42Wj6gb9UF8T1JL5LCQ_R1gE0YY4m0qmHc1yNGwetcT2RkPh2hdbwrVKI7UtZlGQCa6MAvD71bla1HPlbsTTXS4vx6NqzmWW1JdTKyCRdY8ioF6-RHZsl5okacdJRrTk0RhCDIV3_KZXr9mWGFefXYPuXrnoyA/w400-h300/IMG_2490.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>studio set-up for Japanese Woodblock <br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p>I was far happier with my next attempt, and progressed to making prints on Shiramine Japanese washi paper from the Awagami Factory in Japan. The paper was probably a little too wet, as the prints were softer than I'd intended, but as I was after a misty effect that didn't matter too much.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5Jzywlau0yBQEN4F8PFJX5JaTb_ZbGWlrAg0mJOkFxD6phQbcxDcT-9CPBqgoOUV9AMG6JvuaQRtQO_TfjQzc0QFDGPOX2dY5mp_3pRsrYWWe3BmxFJRRwAVtgXdoezNo9qiduwkkMbcHYDnsqNtejE0I7viQ_dsgJ56WGm6GeUoy91U3DrAxWCC/s1200/IMG_2942-001.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="781" data-original-width="1200" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5Jzywlau0yBQEN4F8PFJX5JaTb_ZbGWlrAg0mJOkFxD6phQbcxDcT-9CPBqgoOUV9AMG6JvuaQRtQO_TfjQzc0QFDGPOX2dY5mp_3pRsrYWWe3BmxFJRRwAVtgXdoezNo9qiduwkkMbcHYDnsqNtejE0I7viQ_dsgJ56WGm6GeUoy91U3DrAxWCC/w400-h260/IMG_2942-001.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Skelligs Misty Blue<br />original Japanese Woodblock print<br />by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I decided to make another version using just three of the blocks, and did two more colour trials. One was a sunset based on one of my photos, and the other a more stormy scene reminiscent of my earlier linocut. I preferred the sunset but when I posted the proof prints on social media my followers chose the storm as their favourite!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdsmtglORd3wcqHlIxCH4uPb96AMF6um1wNXOLmddGCCBJysx0pJB85sWA9d53BTfVipENxHeJyj06dPk0xBrXF1scE56QQKNRaK65OnIaHdZtOsZpROpLqsLqAXLXNGSpmHvZpy4bBtbtoPT5qeZCmBGeW5rjBS56MjkKU9HcXFky9iUvtPPOIHY8/s1200/JW%20tools%20of%20trade.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="605" data-original-width="1200" height="201" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdsmtglORd3wcqHlIxCH4uPb96AMF6um1wNXOLmddGCCBJysx0pJB85sWA9d53BTfVipENxHeJyj06dPk0xBrXF1scE56QQKNRaK65OnIaHdZtOsZpROpLqsLqAXLXNGSpmHvZpy4bBtbtoPT5qeZCmBGeW5rjBS56MjkKU9HcXFky9iUvtPPOIHY8/w400-h201/JW%20tools%20of%20trade.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>baren, inking brushes and colour mixes<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p><br /></p><p>What else could I do but print them both? I managed this in the same print session, which was a challenge but also great fun. <i> Skelligs Stormy Skies</i> is below, and <i>Skelligs Setting Sun is </i>at the top of this post. Which one do you like the best?</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvymWs4YGB_-y4b0kUoPvYB63tT5Ail53fApeuqTiEW0Ovt1PKrpcpzKI1Z_gqAKYVzgQPpjvpodOo0Rh6t11LWgtVKTZTvlmnMMFORnMSUwV5uVl9z3cWFPhoNdlM5EXqh2OZJF0_fXGcIc_v5W68xp6dGLGOlYtuOrMr6eZB0miWcbEXzopwK-gN/s1200/stormy%20cropped.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1200" height="261" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvymWs4YGB_-y4b0kUoPvYB63tT5Ail53fApeuqTiEW0Ovt1PKrpcpzKI1Z_gqAKYVzgQPpjvpodOo0Rh6t11LWgtVKTZTvlmnMMFORnMSUwV5uVl9z3cWFPhoNdlM5EXqh2OZJF0_fXGcIc_v5W68xp6dGLGOlYtuOrMr6eZB0miWcbEXzopwK-gN/w400-h261/stormy%20cropped.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Skelligs Stormy Skies<br />original Japanese Woodblock print<br />by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-377542864505508632022-07-06T10:08:00.000+01:002022-07-06T10:08:43.568+01:00Chatting at Childwickbury<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheH1AyzABiwwHml0IbuMgPLXxR0zIqQXFCi5CchxruMqV21eIajFyJF8qLHc4yk2QR8iImpzfKIYwW0QuS1Ok5YMIG0GslcLJMm6EXuuCaRcaJnooFardbdHJfAEbfhF9CFS94gYOOc26DD9JoH1qE40T7HPwV400_mXaarPwQQtBRl6gDfeNCD5xc/s4032/IMG_2812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheH1AyzABiwwHml0IbuMgPLXxR0zIqQXFCi5CchxruMqV21eIajFyJF8qLHc4yk2QR8iImpzfKIYwW0QuS1Ok5YMIG0GslcLJMm6EXuuCaRcaJnooFardbdHJfAEbfhF9CFS94gYOOc26DD9JoH1qE40T7HPwV400_mXaarPwQQtBRl6gDfeNCD5xc/w400-h300/IMG_2812.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the entrance to the Childwickbury stable block<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>This year's Childwickbury Arts Fair was an ideal way to enjoy all kinds of art in an open air setting. Everything was centred on the stable block as usual, with various groups of tents in front and behind containing work by a huge variety of artists and makers - over fifty in all.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJUWegCK7ilaHyEJaNaCcExDDLqvieUhP4aFQwLnoSXP-v9qP8JjH5KubAqCqYd1XxerPKg3gEZG7L_69BTgHIp3XR39yigqtCrMzhZzoeqAnTgxIdnj7oTzG0H3Qx3bQrz5OLc4xao4cmXf_T8AcwXK5Ngds6MkfX-AR-jTsxozLah-K2ifpdXkTz/s3972/artists.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3972" data-original-width="3972" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJUWegCK7ilaHyEJaNaCcExDDLqvieUhP4aFQwLnoSXP-v9qP8JjH5KubAqCqYd1XxerPKg3gEZG7L_69BTgHIp3XR39yigqtCrMzhZzoeqAnTgxIdnj7oTzG0H3Qx3bQrz5OLc4xao4cmXf_T8AcwXK5Ngds6MkfX-AR-jTsxozLah-K2ifpdXkTz/w400-h400/artists.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Artists and art displays (clockwise from top left):<br />Jenny Wheatley, Ali Yanya, Polly Hobbs, Nagihan Seymour<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Some of those taking part were regulars - or at least, I had seen some of their work before; others were completely new to me. I wandered around taking photos of the pieces which I particularly liked, and even managed to snap my own reflection in one of the sculptures..</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwqIYyppXpDPYLJQl14_RmCer8RRYpvcTLl0oIHML_Z8XaKeom6g2v7mORt8Qqm9BMxi13s4F5TfmgmarXyjLTr9xTNVlzQSLu4HZPWKK1y8KJfvu4jxVf7Mbq6TIsExnz_MgxjLzAzPG04uVOWwe51UbhHHxr51HzfnpcnkYTDUQNFoRciqidxdMQ/s3779/sculpture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3779" data-original-width="3779" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwqIYyppXpDPYLJQl14_RmCer8RRYpvcTLl0oIHML_Z8XaKeom6g2v7mORt8Qqm9BMxi13s4F5TfmgmarXyjLTr9xTNVlzQSLu4HZPWKK1y8KJfvu4jxVf7Mbq6TIsExnz_MgxjLzAzPG04uVOWwe51UbhHHxr51HzfnpcnkYTDUQNFoRciqidxdMQ/w400-h400/sculpture.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Sculpture by Christian Funnell, Hazel Godfrey, Jankowski Weathervanes<br />(clockwise from top left)<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I always enjoy the colourful array of flowers and brightly dressed mannequins. Childwickbury is a real lesson in how to present even quite boring information in an interesting way which makes you smile!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7YsofeWQ20pqsjtoctD54Z-ij9_PRB59cCfezQUBn2KTeXYDeCzhcQXsBbIypAO6Fb86IExjzmdr_sUAzoJoY-QVXtaPOOxb4vy7Rux_68yqEbAd_koWt6E4ZiD2WaaBW3OaUQ7TPx4POlI9eODWxcwsRL2ZQ2549wy1CAB2r1nYfO_90ovSn_Olm/s3561/colour.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3561" data-original-width="3561" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7YsofeWQ20pqsjtoctD54Z-ij9_PRB59cCfezQUBn2KTeXYDeCzhcQXsBbIypAO6Fb86IExjzmdr_sUAzoJoY-QVXtaPOOxb4vy7Rux_68yqEbAd_koWt6E4ZiD2WaaBW3OaUQ7TPx4POlI9eODWxcwsRL2ZQ2549wy1CAB2r1nYfO_90ovSn_Olm/w400-h400/colour.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>colourful Childwickbury flowers and mannequins<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I chatted to some of the artists who I knew or who I had met before, including Laura Boswell who was demonstrating lino cutting and kindly let me take a photo. The printmakers' section is my favourite place at the fair - I love studying the various styles and techniques. In fact I'm looking forward to next year already . . .</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqEIWaBaj2dJQwRmSSnLMZdZiIoGdp1YixOwvVOVH7wOSFvmSqC_DVlNIPRaaPityhsffSdOCjabkm1Er9RPwPpcxpqQmGj3EslsWaq-hGyZmCnPTXiqXoLA7l0q3dcjDzG9JL8UTq-Mf8-d3LWkE0MplcuPZ8Y2RousUMXyQ6C2t3VEZwSApHcCtb/s3611/printmakers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3611" data-original-width="3611" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqEIWaBaj2dJQwRmSSnLMZdZiIoGdp1YixOwvVOVH7wOSFvmSqC_DVlNIPRaaPityhsffSdOCjabkm1Er9RPwPpcxpqQmGj3EslsWaq-hGyZmCnPTXiqXoLA7l0q3dcjDzG9JL8UTq-Mf8-d3LWkE0MplcuPZ8Y2RousUMXyQ6C2t3VEZwSApHcCtb/w400-h400/printmakers.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>printmakers including Tessa Pearson (top left) and Laura Boswell (top right)<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-19788452173591897962022-06-22T13:18:00.001+01:002022-06-22T13:18:57.925+01:00Uncommonly good<p> </p><p><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0xLFFbxh6GPQ-yiRDB3Q1C9ywgPPRD7Nb_rYUGIGnn_2jfoWOyVqLrJKwx0M5SMT5jnFelcPDIYBiUDXao4o47I5_qAkj03gP2q9OyU1wFu_vcu-tmfmOUiTCN5u0sHN5OAG28unhva6glzX6rddTONUfF__9nQFwPmNymYmGWoOTyq8eFL0jne3h/s1200/IMG_2662-001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="867" data-original-width="1200" height="289" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0xLFFbxh6GPQ-yiRDB3Q1C9ywgPPRD7Nb_rYUGIGnn_2jfoWOyVqLrJKwx0M5SMT5jnFelcPDIYBiUDXao4o47I5_qAkj03gP2q9OyU1wFu_vcu-tmfmOUiTCN5u0sHN5OAG28unhva6glzX6rddTONUfF__9nQFwPmNymYmGWoOTyq8eFL0jne3h/w400-h289/IMG_2662-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>our usual pitch by the road sign<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></p><p>It's not often you can say that an outdoor event is a success when the temperature plummets around ten degrees while you are setting up. The fifty or so artists at last weekend's Art on the Common arrived in warm sunshine after the previous day's 30 degree heat; by lunchtime we were begging friends and family to fetch fleeces and hot drinks while we sheltered under our gazebos from the gusting rain.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiws7LRcYvJhWGsIYnXagfSGiIU-MzU2IDuyBlNFdWUZb2S0prRIAgCICceKCEbJ5yU0gSpyzF5IXYsCcpyiYR1J_IaQKGHBVA2rruh0iZ13nX2OAb7SemmXO_f32Gbp91JaOSpGRKg88FoanCog0E7XB2qdvFJwUBclpyw2BhdC0Te-GV40S-MYTFd/s1200/IMG_2656-001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="437" data-original-width="1200" height="146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiws7LRcYvJhWGsIYnXagfSGiIU-MzU2IDuyBlNFdWUZb2S0prRIAgCICceKCEbJ5yU0gSpyzF5IXYsCcpyiYR1J_IaQKGHBVA2rruh0iZ13nX2OAb7SemmXO_f32Gbp91JaOSpGRKg88FoanCog0E7XB2qdvFJwUBclpyw2BhdC0Te-GV40S-MYTFd/w400-h146/IMG_2656-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>potential buyers - before opening time<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The weather, however, did not deter visitors. They were arriving before the event even opened - the usual strollers and dog walkers, and later in the day those coming to the Carnival; and plenty of art lovers among them. The Saturday can be slow, especially when it's raining; that simply didn't happen. I was sharing a gazebo with <a href="https://www.hillarytaylor.co.uk/" target="_blank">Hillary Taylor</a>, as usual, and it's fair to say we were pretty busy both days.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyY1F5pepz41IXlJZQ3VEKsf6bXe5b2nyxlpDLpSkPWO3NzFxVDzQWeCJqRF1sSHrZPhg1cLbN0jZcw6WJdl1uj6wuzYF7v4yobii4-3vZ0xKPStrek-jUNWz_w0AAHoho725OEydn9iL9S1USTM1GDq8tsm6gef-Y-iSJeSlXD9VhQapW9vODILuw/s1200/sun%20rain%20collage.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="799" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyY1F5pepz41IXlJZQ3VEKsf6bXe5b2nyxlpDLpSkPWO3NzFxVDzQWeCJqRF1sSHrZPhg1cLbN0jZcw6WJdl1uj6wuzYF7v4yobii4-3vZ0xKPStrek-jUNWz_w0AAHoho725OEydn9iL9S1USTM1GDq8tsm6gef-Y-iSJeSlXD9VhQapW9vODILuw/w426-h640/sun%20rain%20collage.JPG" width="426" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>my display on Saturday morning - and in the afternoon . . . . <br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>My sunflower prints and cards in aid of the DEC Ukraine Humanitarian Appeal proved popular from the start; the cards were sold out by Sunday lunchtime, and I will have to mount more prints before Open Studios. Fifteen percent of all the AOC takings were going to Cancer Research, so hopefully we have raised a great deal for charity.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUwXu6UX9smNyUCrH4D4InU7eBBuW21X4EDxF1NkBgLsfXHSG8crEtr1vFprHBXgiki6Kxx5eY8_qUdZbWGOeCMVSS1hN2ZWIq3dFgFYcWXYgsHK31GXazH2kXfXBLwMXlBFH8kMyeeLzyzxJMlwyKUjz42V-9JyM160LWJPXrL9W7rz7972-eGzRN/s1200/IMG_2652-001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="787" data-original-width="1200" height="263" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUwXu6UX9smNyUCrH4D4InU7eBBuW21X4EDxF1NkBgLsfXHSG8crEtr1vFprHBXgiki6Kxx5eY8_qUdZbWGOeCMVSS1hN2ZWIq3dFgFYcWXYgsHK31GXazH2kXfXBLwMXlBFH8kMyeeLzyzxJMlwyKUjz42V-9JyM160LWJPXrL9W7rz7972-eGzRN/w400-h263/IMG_2652-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>cards and card packs proved popular<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I remembered to bring my A-frame this year, with a couple of posters in it; even so, several people who were specifically looking for me confessed to walking straight past it. To be fair, there was a great deal to look at so perhaps that's not surprising! And my Sum Up card machine turned out to be a real asset, being pressed into service for two-thirds of my takings.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq-oSwTNtm3-MwFaXN683tcPnSTrpy2HqcOO_ewu_Lkg8JZKwfp5y_k3WwHK1gXdKI6tC82snWgk3ynGH744xALY62gh9JRbygrJNg5Rj3AP_YTJ9yK9wT--uL4QoSmYMEU-5FBTv6fg6m9x74DpXdhDthKA-EGeo81aU-xUHcvYA3MtHn_9P0ynQm/s1200/IMG_2653-001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="716" data-original-width="1200" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq-oSwTNtm3-MwFaXN683tcPnSTrpy2HqcOO_ewu_Lkg8JZKwfp5y_k3WwHK1gXdKI6tC82snWgk3ynGH744xALY62gh9JRbygrJNg5Rj3AP_YTJ9yK9wT--uL4QoSmYMEU-5FBTv6fg6m9x74DpXdhDthKA-EGeo81aU-xUHcvYA3MtHn_9P0ynQm/w400-h239/IMG_2653-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the banner worked well<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Sunday was even better, as the weather was much kinder, and we took the opportunity to wander around and chat to other artists, many of whom had also made excellent sales. Huge thanks to Hillary and both our other halves, who were invaluable, and to Richard Greenaway and his helpers from the <a href="http://www.harpendenphotographicsociety.co.uk/" target="_blank">Harpenden Photographic Society </a>who organised the whole thing!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUuwMPMrf3a0p8n04nvv5B5ikXjBEoRQc0WrOeg_334yMwaw8hL2YYETljojuXr_NKW81HD8BHS0l0lzEs2Wp2O7s_hjB0ebVeNMm8pGO-JezexEXB9jSejXnMPVMTCnoiLToZEXLr91RzHXHqrzg5tGcvhh2M0y_Xa1Oxb-FYDMKEgm-py6YxTW8f/s1200/IMG_2673.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUuwMPMrf3a0p8n04nvv5B5ikXjBEoRQc0WrOeg_334yMwaw8hL2YYETljojuXr_NKW81HD8BHS0l0lzEs2Wp2O7s_hjB0ebVeNMm8pGO-JezexEXB9jSejXnMPVMTCnoiLToZEXLr91RzHXHqrzg5tGcvhh2M0y_Xa1Oxb-FYDMKEgm-py6YxTW8f/w400-h300/IMG_2673.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>sunshine on the Sunday<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-79201233029986126342022-06-08T11:55:00.005+01:002022-06-08T11:57:01.733+01:00A Sunflower for Ukraine<p> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4C-9IfWxatRJvp_VOs1_yh2qLcb-jdfl7wsz_udovDrq32kYDovzsOb8Y3uZrMLYewcv-16KEJlwkSSQZ8C9ECvaPWyRmW1LBbHRzf_wlKnxhZMKsDtZqKpNxej4vKOjdsbZCNsKW55vrfeeHu71uBViniEO51Oyy4qtdMkbv9HN2mmVN_-vs0n6Y/s1200/IMG_2531.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="672" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4C-9IfWxatRJvp_VOs1_yh2qLcb-jdfl7wsz_udovDrq32kYDovzsOb8Y3uZrMLYewcv-16KEJlwkSSQZ8C9ECvaPWyRmW1LBbHRzf_wlKnxhZMKsDtZqKpNxej4vKOjdsbZCNsKW55vrfeeHu71uBViniEO51Oyy4qtdMkbv9HN2mmVN_-vs0n6Y/w224-h400/IMG_2531.jpg" width="224" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>A Sunflower for Ukraine<br />jigsaw linocut by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Back in March I took part in an <a href="http://marbretherese.blogspot.com/2022/05/events.html" target="_blank">art exhibition</a> to raise money for the DEC Ukraine Humanitarian appeal. I'd just printed my first ever jigsaw print - an <a href="http://marbretherese.blogspot.com/2022/04/some-colour-for-easter.html" target="_blank">Easter card</a> - and it occurred to me that I could make another one to raise money for that appeal too.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0rxzroxULb-QrZWPHLIXVXl_9ZuCmieobY1zHIS4CSVq-5OIaNwXChQkYGbttEgPGfrUTalXmEJ5iGHE25SryB1A0AZnd2bw0g_wJP9xpl4QWTzEOvOhP1DdtNDp55McKZ5z3kiPXI1R2JZzxggMBiY0EFzZM_DqpPgGBSPdfDH-UX1fjGZVqIC1F/s1200/IMG_1975.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0rxzroxULb-QrZWPHLIXVXl_9ZuCmieobY1zHIS4CSVq-5OIaNwXChQkYGbttEgPGfrUTalXmEJ5iGHE25SryB1A0AZnd2bw0g_wJP9xpl4QWTzEOvOhP1DdtNDp55McKZ5z3kiPXI1R2JZzxggMBiY0EFzZM_DqpPgGBSPdfDH-UX1fjGZVqIC1F/w400-h400/IMG_1975.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>planning the print - and the cards<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I drafted out my ideas almost immediately but as usual it took a while to bring them to fruition. I wanted to use some of the pieces to make a greetings card, too, so that had to be worked out, and the cutting was more complicated than my first jigsaw.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFNWH8sCEcwRcXiWGMx1c_oGCEP_O7mJrjejb56l7F8IOmgMLsk7OywVOqV2NrJ3VwhTglGMUuSrNgDzawdjSydqLIkiwFc_Ehp1NDZloxc7g0SXDuFMm8jiM_WWtrpst14Vxz9bTpaGsFYNTcB5NHKcYGE2-NOuJUSj-6k0i4xY8ATWGyNXwcW3vo/s1200/jigsaw%20collage.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="596" data-original-width="1200" height="199" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFNWH8sCEcwRcXiWGMx1c_oGCEP_O7mJrjejb56l7F8IOmgMLsk7OywVOqV2NrJ3VwhTglGMUuSrNgDzawdjSydqLIkiwFc_Ehp1NDZloxc7g0SXDuFMm8jiM_WWtrpst14Vxz9bTpaGsFYNTcB5NHKcYGE2-NOuJUSj-6k0i4xY8ATWGyNXwcW3vo/w400-h199/jigsaw%20collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>fitting the pieces together<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The biggest challenge for me was the printing. I needed five colours all at once, which meant space was at a premium, and I had grand ideas about a rainbow roll on the sunflower petals, which introduced a sixth colour. This is visible on some, but not all, of the finished prints and cards.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiRz7bjNjiRYjIUnQ2rclppb6jbuTMHlMlcF099WZwvGZTOwgfudyFDuIArzE9ncLoQdvpyRgnv8a8aaniJlFoMijXGbEeOCIwma274hQcsXPssdba0u_fsujTxVwhvIH2dNdqM4BFFNzYb5njLZfcABKMJyc7TDu1cd1S0-f6bqgYzjDNDvuHWGgz/s1200/sunflower%20inking%20collage.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiRz7bjNjiRYjIUnQ2rclppb6jbuTMHlMlcF099WZwvGZTOwgfudyFDuIArzE9ncLoQdvpyRgnv8a8aaniJlFoMijXGbEeOCIwma274hQcsXPssdba0u_fsujTxVwhvIH2dNdqM4BFFNzYb5njLZfcABKMJyc7TDu1cd1S0-f6bqgYzjDNDvuHWGgz/w400-h400/sunflower%20inking%20collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>printing a lot of colours at once<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The cards proved to be even more tricky, probably because I printed the design straight onto the card stock. I'll try a different paper if I need more cards and stick it on to the blanks! They still look pretty impressive when laid out together.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9mgbwPSRFW9u4ivR-nKPVAoeZfN7VC2UEE981ephlY3ra8N47jDpx9mslHbLoEFJFRM1r1sJZWbrMMipltin1c5DmZWoAhNwv8q56NrwtyfF2bbgpUQEoApOW8kAnQ5Xx0PfanCtWhnwoOR9UjPBQBk38A2k28yFYW4Njd9AbRpMFIDiMOPzD97_e/s1200/IMG_2366.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9mgbwPSRFW9u4ivR-nKPVAoeZfN7VC2UEE981ephlY3ra8N47jDpx9mslHbLoEFJFRM1r1sJZWbrMMipltin1c5DmZWoAhNwv8q56NrwtyfF2bbgpUQEoApOW8kAnQ5Xx0PfanCtWhnwoOR9UjPBQBk38A2k28yFYW4Njd9AbRpMFIDiMOPzD97_e/w400-h400/IMG_2366.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the design adapted for the greetings cards<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The prints are now mounted for sale, and one is framed for display. They'll be available at Art on the Common (details below), and I'll donate the commission which the organisers take for Cancer Research, so that neither charity misses out. Let's hope they raise some dosh!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbHW6G2JjKpPYoEOR-vZpE8oDVu1o6fIkyjIvos1b3qqBb9iaW9u7_0pZcl4RP1qNvQ3U0gj7m9ixZjNBmVzpHLr4C5go706YZIoH_3uy4YuzCnSzkc2R_Ggg2S2jkgGWQLf7SRcfouSFwYDtDothp4pdsZvTyf67Xn-WUPlAJs8LVzIWiYrAinyCn/s1200/IMG_2539.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="844" data-original-width="1200" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbHW6G2JjKpPYoEOR-vZpE8oDVu1o6fIkyjIvos1b3qqBb9iaW9u7_0pZcl4RP1qNvQ3U0gj7m9ixZjNBmVzpHLr4C5go706YZIoH_3uy4YuzCnSzkc2R_Ggg2S2jkgGWQLf7SRcfouSFwYDtDothp4pdsZvTyf67Xn-WUPlAJs8LVzIWiYrAinyCn/w400-h281/IMG_2539.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the print mounted and framed in time for Art on the Common<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><i>Art on the Common will take place Saturday 18th June 10am - 5pm and Sunday 19th June 11am - 5pm on Harpenden Common in front of the Park Hall AL5 2LX . 15% of all sales will go to Cancer Research.</i><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-563776806425807602022-05-25T15:42:00.003+01:002022-05-25T15:43:33.720+01:00Bluebells, Easter Sunday<p><br /></p><p> </p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWOwjLU9qJqGN5NrNG9Y1z2Vy1VWpzKp5zBWlivA9LdigCjDSPdxE-MMvF1jQNzBTd2nyDFGL-YlRPb1TVhFoku2dlSIVtzb1cmJLvGkFYzhyybkoyyY8j8u0XQgxmjoNngcG72vDOIlEsBAK7BmNmRt-AfEv4x6wLFuZf1rVHeZXHgj-7NNm0sajm/s1200/IMG_2134-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="918" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWOwjLU9qJqGN5NrNG9Y1z2Vy1VWpzKp5zBWlivA9LdigCjDSPdxE-MMvF1jQNzBTd2nyDFGL-YlRPb1TVhFoku2dlSIVtzb1cmJLvGkFYzhyybkoyyY8j8u0XQgxmjoNngcG72vDOIlEsBAK7BmNmRt-AfEv4x6wLFuZf1rVHeZXHgj-7NNm0sajm/w306-h400/IMG_2134-001.JPG" width="306" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Bluebells, Easter Sunday<br />original watercolour with salt by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p><br /></p><p>A chance photo on our usual Easter Sunday walk to the nearby bluebell woods provided the inspiration for this new watercolour,<i> Bluebells, Easter Sunday. </i>Perhaps it was the angle of the sun, or the way the light fell through those particular trees, but the scene seemed especially mysterious and brooding.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXkpGTi8mw4lfqm947HmruIoXAgDubGMlJxZvMsw1il6Qot0w6S_ssnjW2ZgYJ7PBfa-U9CnjNiYIHfB3onTHMBNdvFpyOcISs3eNyJudYTsiffK2ULOmTLVA0yGbrB-8JjKLc5yhNhbCbxC3Nz7v5TKCdiczcu7HqjcG_QacKJ3yO-l82QpPoJMIS/s1200/IMG_2071.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXkpGTi8mw4lfqm947HmruIoXAgDubGMlJxZvMsw1il6Qot0w6S_ssnjW2ZgYJ7PBfa-U9CnjNiYIHfB3onTHMBNdvFpyOcISs3eNyJudYTsiffK2ULOmTLVA0yGbrB-8JjKLc5yhNhbCbxC3Nz7v5TKCdiczcu7HqjcG_QacKJ3yO-l82QpPoJMIS/w400-h300/IMG_2071.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the view which inspired the painting<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I started with a sheet of Arches Aquarelle 300lb, some very wet washes of Cobalt Blue, Permanent Sap Green and Permanent Alizarin Crimson, and a lot of sea salt. Initially I thought I would need at least a Burnt Umber for the trees but I soon realised it would be better to restrict the palette to the three original colours.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Ir2E0o0-aZZGxpcKFing7bPErCyeYP8MFRfxNkJH0Ub2gE10GmN-V4froDljjjlCI4PkAkUTNqbN71UHL8LOGG3ls-Q0lz1XiG8Yll3YGhJAq3QWeiXnRlQkT5COJWwzmjau3mKTWE6R-eKes_haJehNPc8dKtO_H9KNO-Lq5k4j4am_VNAj94eM/s1200/IMG_2105.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Ir2E0o0-aZZGxpcKFing7bPErCyeYP8MFRfxNkJH0Ub2gE10GmN-V4froDljjjlCI4PkAkUTNqbN71UHL8LOGG3ls-Q0lz1XiG8Yll3YGhJAq3QWeiXnRlQkT5COJWwzmjau3mKTWE6R-eKes_haJehNPc8dKtO_H9KNO-Lq5k4j4am_VNAj94eM/w400-h300/IMG_2105.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>wet washes and salt<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Once the salt was dry I blocked in the main areas of foliage and bluebells, adding some splashes of green to the background and letting the drips run down the paper to indicate where the trees in the background might be. Guided by the salt patterns, I began to feel my way into the painting.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuWz_pK0nGDsm3Ej-5XLrN8L-ov8dnmGYElVUDasFjVOndoYEPtAgifuSonZXe_MxRN_wkBoOkizZkQwR6ZvmHax_ZG93cvSyUHpU_U1bZc3Sje2F7i0XxFRwG6_Z8hHqQGEI_05vvRaxl2TM6R28vSCqQHG0DivIsw3upd3HUOi0wdWWD3dGjMqte/s1200/Early%20stages%20Bluebells,%20Easter%20Sunday.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="797" data-original-width="1200" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuWz_pK0nGDsm3Ej-5XLrN8L-ov8dnmGYElVUDasFjVOndoYEPtAgifuSonZXe_MxRN_wkBoOkizZkQwR6ZvmHax_ZG93cvSyUHpU_U1bZc3Sje2F7i0XxFRwG6_Z8hHqQGEI_05vvRaxl2TM6R28vSCqQHG0DivIsw3upd3HUOi0wdWWD3dGjMqte/w400-h266/Early%20stages%20Bluebells,%20Easter%20Sunday.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>early experimental layers<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>When it was time to paint the trees themselves I referred to the photo again, working from the back to the front of the painting, until the position of the trunks seemed about right. To challenge myself a little further I used a half inch flat brush throughout, enjoying the mark-making which emerged.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1FuSoxpXDF1nt1AnqDh7WPl7VbHEcfmSB_xXscHCXf09JF0vICoKTQe0eNC2jIQSj7mGPuHiXBSutJcwKzoTQP7K1a9w5V0gLSy5xMX8TppnlUCVnXly2LTyOEYXJGmeRgXOE2KzHPCXaz5JjpZ2EdpA2UMIspUvNl-ZtYEtVZfVx24M0YdGPd3d7/s1200/IMG_2124.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="900" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1FuSoxpXDF1nt1AnqDh7WPl7VbHEcfmSB_xXscHCXf09JF0vICoKTQe0eNC2jIQSj7mGPuHiXBSutJcwKzoTQP7K1a9w5V0gLSy5xMX8TppnlUCVnXly2LTyOEYXJGmeRgXOE2KzHPCXaz5JjpZ2EdpA2UMIspUvNl-ZtYEtVZfVx24M0YdGPd3d7/w300-h400/IMG_2124.JPG" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>using the photo as reference for the trees<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Once I'd put the leaves on the trees I stood back to see what else needed doing. Everything looked a bit bright and floaty but once I'd included some shadows, and the bluebells and overhanging leaves in the foreground, I felt that mysterious atmosphere which prompted me to make the painting in the first place!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyhqoVG3sr8JP44HEq7YRW_egv6LwB2EOyVEgBav-XvfrY-92mPitiOQPc8RxsSKOZboGXWJT1nEqVNK-fG1dwL8gaY55AzIsbELNqbrwUvJ-keQvZgAsEKdYB4xo4AQzLxul9eYKtfLrZANdNuM2fDOsO8mlTRa8swquz92ZHzVVaSXJcB8zK_5Nz/s1200/final%20stages%20Bluebells,%20Easter%20Sunday.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="790" data-original-width="1200" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyhqoVG3sr8JP44HEq7YRW_egv6LwB2EOyVEgBav-XvfrY-92mPitiOQPc8RxsSKOZboGXWJT1nEqVNK-fG1dwL8gaY55AzIsbELNqbrwUvJ-keQvZgAsEKdYB4xo4AQzLxul9eYKtfLrZANdNuM2fDOsO8mlTRa8swquz92ZHzVVaSXJcB8zK_5Nz/w400-h264/final%20stages%20Bluebells,%20Easter%20Sunday.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>adding shadows brought the painting together<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-45053744099334105782022-05-11T12:06:00.000+01:002022-05-11T12:06:27.451+01:00Events!<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoEWG15OTXQK1kYO4R5fpxbT0CfgixpIq4UOkwG8bkrkEf04J_QXD_Iw3n7SI86qGV8jA2w1JDskR8lowPTK98TpUe4EI8qPJMrosH-xp8qNglTDIUPYW0ZjG2DpzfpkPvg-cqHay8_14zX2eWrS3B15_bfpC3j7D5uICAlX3iCOMAlWwGQ2ehm4mV/s1200/OD%20collage.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoEWG15OTXQK1kYO4R5fpxbT0CfgixpIq4UOkwG8bkrkEf04J_QXD_Iw3n7SI86qGV8jA2w1JDskR8lowPTK98TpUe4EI8qPJMrosH-xp8qNglTDIUPYW0ZjG2DpzfpkPvg-cqHay8_14zX2eWrS3B15_bfpC3j7D5uICAlX3iCOMAlWwGQ2ehm4mV/w400-h400/OD%20collage.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Art for Ukraine exhibition at The Open Door Community Café, Berkhamsted<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Art exhibitions are everywhere! in late March I dropped off a couple of pictures and some cards at the <a href="https://www.opendoorberkhamsted.co.uk/" target="_blank">Open Door Community Café in Berkahmsted</a> for their Art for Ukraine exhibition in aid of the DEC Ukraine Humanitarian appeal; the event was so successful that it was extended into May.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcC_JUfkC5PIS3vXhqh7b9NaSpZM2TG2Gknh0yRfoXGW-yyFvqHrA_sbe_IQK8NoQTEEyazOvOK0WrESWJnxGblAMKF_UZwdjL_4ccw5H8MNnQHrqCCg2E1Xs9zvjrEo2-IZT_v2UGovTxb7YyUd2muY10ReEY4LXNVonLUhMfH1w71UNsbDbLL9nH/s1200/IMG_2181.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcC_JUfkC5PIS3vXhqh7b9NaSpZM2TG2Gknh0yRfoXGW-yyFvqHrA_sbe_IQK8NoQTEEyazOvOK0WrESWJnxGblAMKF_UZwdjL_4ccw5H8MNnQHrqCCg2E1Xs9zvjrEo2-IZT_v2UGovTxb7YyUd2muY10ReEY4LXNVonLUhMfH1w71UNsbDbLL9nH/w400-h400/IMG_2181.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>a young Ukrainian refugee contributed her own work<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I was able to take a look for myself at their Meet the Artist Session on the Saturday of the Bank Holiday weekend. At that point the exhibition had raised around £1500 but it has now ended. Any unsold pieces will be auctioned or made available online. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLEjO35XMh4R2YMrNpvC-ONbW9jXeWFnteMfmD5XWukdQWBikw9HUnR5D4S-VuxOnqLK3_yWGCnP3KgE-0o1-vlf7RAzBDFW_DvjFxvzSPlenEyiFrcgr2Qn9S6s0wSohOlRDwTCqopgXimrBYLalc863ymg0-rpdAgfD1Bq3pRnk8NZNo6z58-8zM/s1200/IMG_2213.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLEjO35XMh4R2YMrNpvC-ONbW9jXeWFnteMfmD5XWukdQWBikw9HUnR5D4S-VuxOnqLK3_yWGCnP3KgE-0o1-vlf7RAzBDFW_DvjFxvzSPlenEyiFrcgr2Qn9S6s0wSohOlRDwTCqopgXimrBYLalc863ymg0-rpdAgfD1Bq3pRnk8NZNo6z58-8zM/w400-h300/IMG_2213.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>musicians' eye view at Kimpton Art Show<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The first Kimpton Art Show since the pandemic was on that weekend, too - it was good to be part of it. A huge variety of work including ceramics, glass and sculpture led to record sales. The exhibition forms part of the Kimpton May Festival, and we spent a happy afternoon looking at the art and watching maypole dancing on the green as we ate a traditional cream tea.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9hvw63hF7WC4vOWqI_U4zZtf6kZi5Me4awNVlu5gn9kFXHfIEll0P7_mP403szLTp7kCKizlSyN15mlQIPQWP69cv0a1O-DdDPtd1W2B-YzMC2F0ZgeGOgBGp4FyxAse-57am-77JdRuYeJwX-cRKUxe5lQy-LrP4Vagb_bhBP72wdjuDgWgv1PNl/s1200/Kimpton%20collage.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9hvw63hF7WC4vOWqI_U4zZtf6kZi5Me4awNVlu5gn9kFXHfIEll0P7_mP403szLTp7kCKizlSyN15mlQIPQWP69cv0a1O-DdDPtd1W2B-YzMC2F0ZgeGOgBGp4FyxAse-57am-77JdRuYeJwX-cRKUxe5lQy-LrP4Vagb_bhBP72wdjuDgWgv1PNl/w400-h400/Kimpton%20collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>every inch of space at the parish church used for the show<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I am still showing work at the <a href="https://www.theworkhousedunstable.co.uk/" target="_blank">Workhouse in Dunstable</a>; their latest exhibition, Landscapes and Layers, runs until 4th June. Looking ahead, amongst other events I'll be taking part in Art on the Common in June and visiting Childwickbury Art Show in July so there's plenty going on - it's a great time for artists and art lovers alike!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAwaN4PK3sHCptBw2X_iWJvpVv0rNshn00jWxcmsd2M_N-y3z7xJ0M-X4WZjao6bFIPP7OSInYhwVdZXVZqkprJJUsjCoskffd1Aavm08Tk4lpH8_0w4Z6G8sEvXkLUL-suVXhcV3E3JoiN_kqIzDehCqgNoQ1_SiIAr6K2fQfKsIGMugc3biDMOjs/s1200/LandL%20collage.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="871" data-original-width="1200" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAwaN4PK3sHCptBw2X_iWJvpVv0rNshn00jWxcmsd2M_N-y3z7xJ0M-X4WZjao6bFIPP7OSInYhwVdZXVZqkprJJUsjCoskffd1Aavm08Tk4lpH8_0w4Z6G8sEvXkLUL-suVXhcV3E3JoiN_kqIzDehCqgNoQ1_SiIAr6K2fQfKsIGMugc3biDMOjs/w400-h290/LandL%20collage.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>my work for the Landscapes & Layers exhbition at The Workhouse, Dunstable<br />© Teresa Newham<br /></i><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-76671026218908779022022-04-28T10:44:00.000+01:002022-04-28T10:44:00.394+01:00Redwings in the Holly<p><br /></p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgn-RtwZhzOHVHAYb-glGzrHY-avx18rvyF8Nhe038LXikColdK68BRwlvl3qVj9Fn8JRDEG7MKcb_0rj52GCBCK1XA1NLlpcrx8UFpVTIz-ivwfN0pLbgXddldsPPuVCoDRndXDnRdcNFAock9BQh6XB_piCH7YhhNSDLP6cuqhKBE_hRNcT-fr0k/s1200/redwings%20best.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="761" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgn-RtwZhzOHVHAYb-glGzrHY-avx18rvyF8Nhe038LXikColdK68BRwlvl3qVj9Fn8JRDEG7MKcb_0rj52GCBCK1XA1NLlpcrx8UFpVTIz-ivwfN0pLbgXddldsPPuVCoDRndXDnRdcNFAock9BQh6XB_piCH7YhhNSDLP6cuqhKBE_hRNcT-fr0k/w254-h400/redwings%20best.jpg" width="254" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Redwings in the Holly<br />reduction linocut by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p>I can't remember how long I've spent on this print - it seems like ages - but it is finally finished and I've had some great feedback about it already. Having struggled to get started, as described in an <a href="http://marbretherese.blogspot.com/2022/02/changes-challenges.html" target="_blank">earlier post</a>, I found it easier going once I was able to focus on the birds themselves.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2LpN5Lfd12qgi2Tur6IyjnlxmOsLPSYJRkhwRmUJJ5aPnXuK_T_mJYTlgMiB_mqeuDm00ONfsECVDd9D9tWsp51o45XE9Ziw8l-Va-JANkJL0pQecWK4Zr4eVfZJnwN6YSAjrd0DXtMEerd0qYU-Ka9VlkJFSPGDqfPxwt_z7EuwW2TPBAqV3NY-D/s1200/IMG_1957.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2LpN5Lfd12qgi2Tur6IyjnlxmOsLPSYJRkhwRmUJJ5aPnXuK_T_mJYTlgMiB_mqeuDm00ONfsECVDd9D9tWsp51o45XE9Ziw8l-Va-JANkJL0pQecWK4Zr4eVfZJnwN6YSAjrd0DXtMEerd0qYU-Ka9VlkJFSPGDqfPxwt_z7EuwW2TPBAqV3NY-D/w400-h400/IMG_1957.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>intermediate neutral layer <br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I began this next phase with a layer of white plus a little added burnt umber, to counteract any ink from previous layers which had gone into the areas where the birds and berries would print. This gave a rather spooky result but at least I could work out what the next step should be.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-EijxHMIAwWtLMDPVuJ4wHmoURS7vbmXlTD-YlfpdKv8ttz--70xRWQncHxLkxnffpkD-01pxHVwE1xOz9o_TaO6WVWq_nrCbLBCvRe3QC8TCtSZfs4sPuAeodkuECMslY_iZTWvMRyqeUklizzuZy18PRkaZNTps6WkoJypH8lsM_8pDDE728CG2/s1200/IMG_1962.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="900" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-EijxHMIAwWtLMDPVuJ4wHmoURS7vbmXlTD-YlfpdKv8ttz--70xRWQncHxLkxnffpkD-01pxHVwE1xOz9o_TaO6WVWq_nrCbLBCvRe3QC8TCtSZfs4sPuAeodkuECMslY_iZTWvMRyqeUklizzuZy18PRkaZNTps6WkoJypH8lsM_8pDDE728CG2/w300-h400/IMG_1962.jpg" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>ghostly white birds suddenly appeared<br />© Teresa Newham<br /></i><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I wanted to print the red berries and the black eye, yellow beak and red markings on the birds in one layer. This required partial inking on the bird bodies and adding very small areas of the other colours with a rubber-gloved finger. I was careful to wipe away any stray traces of colour which had wandered onto the rest of the lino.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhViP_sKD3R1uMmNQLHZBMredV3q4F8qWaPq1qRiU118AN2oBCz9e1yE6tC6eFdyLvynROkEZBQjetaaGUDG64WOWXdcMqzCpxkDgACIgoI0zhM-p2MRX8lM7NKMiLbtRaKzKpJpWLl7U6kpR40eQI1WlkDL4V-1pbAn4RiNBBPUZj23inGdCErwOON/s1200/IMG_2009.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhViP_sKD3R1uMmNQLHZBMredV3q4F8qWaPq1qRiU118AN2oBCz9e1yE6tC6eFdyLvynROkEZBQjetaaGUDG64WOWXdcMqzCpxkDgACIgoI0zhM-p2MRX8lM7NKMiLbtRaKzKpJpWLl7U6kpR40eQI1WlkDL4V-1pbAn4RiNBBPUZj23inGdCErwOON/w400-h400/IMG_2009.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>trying to keep track of what I was doing<br />© Teresa Newham</i><br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>The print was completely transformed. The red made it come alive, and the effect was so striking that I could almost have dispensed with the final layer and kept things as they were. There was a lot of love for it on Instagram even at this stage.<br /><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipOxE4tvqwWN2IWaPgmOS4pSgQApKMBGdIcd-xFtgbXVBA53xp0nGPb8qP8r5SYXZmkABl9PyieJKbrySgiUus_8VFB9gsRu9eKdcdkOxrx0cE4mrdUBshEFbD4nW-JqsiIS-nIW2jWi8tsDGBMI-JJbR1OSzCOjdkPjCjuZWWPCnOb6Nvj68XfzH/s1200/IMG_2003.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="900" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipOxE4tvqwWN2IWaPgmOS4pSgQApKMBGdIcd-xFtgbXVBA53xp0nGPb8qP8r5SYXZmkABl9PyieJKbrySgiUus_8VFB9gsRu9eKdcdkOxrx0cE4mrdUBshEFbD4nW-JqsiIS-nIW2jWi8tsDGBMI-JJbR1OSzCOjdkPjCjuZWWPCnOb6Nvj68XfzH/w300-h400/IMG_2003.jpg" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>tempted to leave it right here<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>For the final layer I cut away around the birds' speckled chests and inked up wet in wet with two shades of brown, again wiping everything clean around the areas I was printing. The birds looked positively jaunty on the lino.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Xq21NeqYbP0CfVl4qu27rU7CcgB6h7QZLaA2Vyzi1C8L8zXnC2zH0ShyUntgWC-FJpS8AdZFZXF5iPo47AgBqY2xtIraCLc0PJN_yvtdmupMeWfnoZbjMWfNZcY9DZr5vdKz75kZGGYBWeutyO0pkA05jPy4y2lUndhWH2rlExHdbJ1swGfy3kD9/s1200/IMG_2085.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="900" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Xq21NeqYbP0CfVl4qu27rU7CcgB6h7QZLaA2Vyzi1C8L8zXnC2zH0ShyUntgWC-FJpS8AdZFZXF5iPo47AgBqY2xtIraCLc0PJN_yvtdmupMeWfnoZbjMWfNZcY9DZr5vdKz75kZGGYBWeutyO0pkA05jPy4y2lUndhWH2rlExHdbJ1swGfy3kD9/w300-h400/IMG_2085.jpg" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>fine detail on the birds<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I'm pleased with the finished print - it might even find its way to the bi-annual Awagami International Mini Print exhibition in 2023. Several people have remarked that the finished print would make a good Christmas card, so I'll have to bear that in mind!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjayyi0rchbam_IWKWAJi2iZNWqGpWB4cbCMlBPY8yLEf_fWfOS4J3jytbe40mZrktZhfVJhxk3tUKF8epsBQAsfzs1uYyfwx34mLS5rLiVwMWF5w1wAgb1EAZqZR4yHLvAHHd-GNRjmdtTv6KwokFEKumfSltpgCU69biNdBGGR5Z3XBneDpLib80n/s1200/print%20no.%2012.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="865" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjayyi0rchbam_IWKWAJi2iZNWqGpWB4cbCMlBPY8yLEf_fWfOS4J3jytbe40mZrktZhfVJhxk3tUKF8epsBQAsfzs1uYyfwx34mLS5rLiVwMWF5w1wAgb1EAZqZR4yHLvAHHd-GNRjmdtTv6KwokFEKumfSltpgCU69biNdBGGR5Z3XBneDpLib80n/w289-h400/print%20no.%2012.jpg" width="289" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the finished print <br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-31161988155312579772022-04-14T13:00:00.000+01:002022-04-14T13:00:42.328+01:00some colour for Easter<p> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIOb9DzNT7WbFGrrZdXBNp1xNjVI_gphh8NDg5bNUKeS7PPL4jvL_HrkQwF3TEFi8b5O9qFO9_yM2g1oXuaodULJ_iLBf9eHoTY66SBSpifTGYe769EJtT8GxFq0_qOAsBttDgToqrJsIEk4WY6ki8qPh7vm8S_MVJFPQiW6e-KlYbkslZgVQ-kR0Q/s1583/He%20is%20Risen%20II%20uncropped-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1582" data-original-width="1583" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIOb9DzNT7WbFGrrZdXBNp1xNjVI_gphh8NDg5bNUKeS7PPL4jvL_HrkQwF3TEFi8b5O9qFO9_yM2g1oXuaodULJ_iLBf9eHoTY66SBSpifTGYe769EJtT8GxFq0_qOAsBttDgToqrJsIEk4WY6ki8qPh7vm8S_MVJFPQiW6e-KlYbkslZgVQ-kR0Q/w400-h400/He%20is%20Risen%20II%20uncropped-001.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He is Risen II<br /><i>jigsaw linocut Easter card</i><br /><i>Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>It's Holy Week, and this year our Easter promises to be more as it should be, with the whole choir singing together and no restrictions on the numbers of people attending Easter services. Catholics are encouraged to make their Confession at Easter, which sounds a little scary but means that we bring to God anything we have done which we know to be wrong. This act of bringing opens us up to receive His love, which is there for everybody, all the time, whether you believe in Him or not.</p><p>I have made a colourful Easter card this year using the jigsaw linocut method for the first time. The white cross represents the Crucifixion, but as Jesus has risen, he is not on the cross. The blue sky stands for Heaven and eternal life and the golden flowers bring to mind the Resurrection, as do the green leaves of new growth. The blue and yellow also bring to mind the situation in Ukraine.</p><p>As we contemplate the mystery of the Cross and Resurrection, let us pray that all people might recognise God's love for them and that justice and peace might prevail wherever in the world there is conflict. </p><p><i>Wishing you and yours every blessing at Easter and always.</i></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-85370189163713885662022-03-29T10:23:00.001+01:002022-03-29T10:23:08.255+01:00March madness<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnh-5olc7qHrNLVTZtPWaHITuP6KM35M6I-yhjlJK2CxZWEWiRL2QPP2NE0uVOyaQNGRQWfk5So7hzD2JKh9LJeqUSvBM3AJhoG1HUL-thlLWDtTNWgMdQM_YFWBfcN_V12o_YFeXlsaM2qLn_-EeiSIkC0Q3n4pV_q13jdUuQ0XPTQurVux0NwVM/s1200/IMG_1787.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnh-5olc7qHrNLVTZtPWaHITuP6KM35M6I-yhjlJK2CxZWEWiRL2QPP2NE0uVOyaQNGRQWfk5So7hzD2JKh9LJeqUSvBM3AJhoG1HUL-thlLWDtTNWgMdQM_YFWBfcN_V12o_YFeXlsaM2qLn_-EeiSIkC0Q3n4pV_q13jdUuQ0XPTQurVux0NwVM/w400-h300/IMG_1787.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>testing Japanese red carbon transfer . . .<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br /></p><p>March has been a disjointed, often chaotic month. It began with a <a href="https://marbretherese.blogspot.com/2022/03/splendid-isolation.html" target="_blank">period of self isolation</a> and a hospital all clear for me, closely followed by my husband going down with shingles; Lent has continued to challenge us, with COVID putting paid to a number of meetings and art time enjoyed on the hoof as the month has progressed.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq4k7oUBjAeYKpfsi4uGcIzrk6MXxeptHzNMvvEpmZkirYlLb4V-VYGkVyQ5TFwBFh2iTUiNSSGx7CX4lD3_wHwIZNj1gK3UuXQWsAWXhK3Zl3mlYO3u8DVUsNs5IQ62gRvZ3nJZeMtxQ-aXfyd1F9oDYyU8e3htK8MbjEuQ_cVeaD7LgFfQOp8hHv/s1200/IMG_1840.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq4k7oUBjAeYKpfsi4uGcIzrk6MXxeptHzNMvvEpmZkirYlLb4V-VYGkVyQ5TFwBFh2iTUiNSSGx7CX4lD3_wHwIZNj1gK3UuXQWsAWXhK3Zl3mlYO3u8DVUsNs5IQ62gRvZ3nJZeMtxQ-aXfyd1F9oDYyU8e3htK8MbjEuQ_cVeaD7LgFfQOp8hHv/w400-h300/IMG_1840.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>. . . and finding the solution<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I did make some test prints to see why Japanese Red Carbon transferred to the first layer of the redwings print: it was because I used extender with the ink. A further test showed that this is solved by curing the carbon design for 24 hours, similar to other types of carbon. Luckily the two subsequent layers I've managed to do have covered the marks. I continue to wonder when - and how - this print will be finished.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORCb54IO5WgBGOW-_Cqzzs8SvF4tFMDWCSTDe8jW-38XjrrDDP6mS1WzokVJnISsb7mtGuikLwaDU9pcScCU9bIHAAUTL1WzC3y2cuKEzmeuc9ZwX-LFGSWg4jrjkOmNwcraOSorhbPKZp3BN82pPYzFGMJBXyuewKBJQIe-Gm0YV0dWdzPVmhzqg/s1200/redwings%20holly%20collage.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="832" data-original-width="1200" height="278" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORCb54IO5WgBGOW-_Cqzzs8SvF4tFMDWCSTDe8jW-38XjrrDDP6mS1WzokVJnISsb7mtGuikLwaDU9pcScCU9bIHAAUTL1WzC3y2cuKEzmeuc9ZwX-LFGSWg4jrjkOmNwcraOSorhbPKZp3BN82pPYzFGMJBXyuewKBJQIe-Gm0YV0dWdzPVmhzqg/w400-h278/redwings%20holly%20collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the next layer of the redwings reduction linocut<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I spent an enjoyable morning helping out at <a href="https://www.theworkhousedunstable.co.uk/" target="_blank">The Workhouse Dunstable</a> - Storm Eunice had put paid to my February session. There was plenty of new work to see both on the walls and on the shelves, and the changeover was about to happen for the new exhibition Spring Open 22, which runs from 30th March - 30th April. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4yAtf6Xz7c6UmnQET2VVcghOb5Neh2VtPtJ2Zwxao8MmIUUVuwpWh9ufZKcbo0JkbDNJEPFTyaXnswj02N0JeVM_Vq_F_LdZrPXf5Js9owuMzVmdVJ6trw7rFyC6Gf2CpD4mYgUmTPs9DJCIxTNDMe9NL4rhMjWGADZcBSGiYR0arJeCYRY4AICW7/s1200/WHD%20NB22%20collage.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="623" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4yAtf6Xz7c6UmnQET2VVcghOb5Neh2VtPtJ2Zwxao8MmIUUVuwpWh9ufZKcbo0JkbDNJEPFTyaXnswj02N0JeVM_Vq_F_LdZrPXf5Js9owuMzVmdVJ6trw7rFyC6Gf2CpD4mYgUmTPs9DJCIxTNDMe9NL4rhMjWGADZcBSGiYR0arJeCYRY4AICW7/w332-h640/WHD%20NB22%20collage.jpg" width="332" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>a morning at The Workhouse Dunstable<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Easter is fast approaching, and true to form while short of time, I've decided on a bit of an experiment for this year's Easter card. I can't show you any more here as I don't want to spoil what I hope will be a lovely surprise. I have no idea whether this experiment will work or what I shall do if it doesn't . . . </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihcEcdfNeZ_IemtWv_WDqDFrtFLbulV-moEsz9wSyTJHDnYnRVAm1trXPrxU7jhtdeYageATl2xMosFuDIzMgeNDOpXT4E6eSFPxgcKpXl9ycCFbt_fcFwUnie966Gi3hH1otBnaNtL7fO9RXqn7r-ojPAuhZjno7Tlb4RGIzhffRyKJ8J8ttTyI4Y/s1200/IMG_1882.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihcEcdfNeZ_IemtWv_WDqDFrtFLbulV-moEsz9wSyTJHDnYnRVAm1trXPrxU7jhtdeYageATl2xMosFuDIzMgeNDOpXT4E6eSFPxgcKpXl9ycCFbt_fcFwUnie966Gi3hH1otBnaNtL7fO9RXqn7r-ojPAuhZjno7Tlb4RGIzhffRyKJ8J8ttTyI4Y/s320/IMG_1882.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>something of an experiment<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I was glad to hear that <a href="https://www.opendoorberkhamsted.co.uk/" target="_blank">The Open Door</a>, the community and arts space and café in Berkhamsted, are having an exhibition from 4th - 24th April in aid of the DEC Ukraine Humanitarian Appeal. I've put in two pieces which I hope will sell, and a number of greetings cards. Appropriately enough several of these are paintings of sunflowers - I may no longer have the originals but hopefully the cards will be popular!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-qwuJRBvmmtu2EQJPEky7JeYv9-2ffQCG8JvurzhV_MFbqGR8PbUVV0lcrKI3Q03rIhSmEFdxAnBIyCsfd4nVR2-AMTUmnQ3pj_JFcvq8J43XjPljtmkOdmCSVwgjiEA8s96La_QDBFauc30RhPUNdgY3DQc0Hp2hjhVXj8DRNOBAPtKeVU3p9bdJ/s1200/006%20March22_blog2%20studio%20diary.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="765" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-qwuJRBvmmtu2EQJPEky7JeYv9-2ffQCG8JvurzhV_MFbqGR8PbUVV0lcrKI3Q03rIhSmEFdxAnBIyCsfd4nVR2-AMTUmnQ3pj_JFcvq8J43XjPljtmkOdmCSVwgjiEA8s96La_QDBFauc30RhPUNdgY3DQc0Hp2hjhVXj8DRNOBAPtKeVU3p9bdJ/w408-h640/006%20March22_blog2%20studio%20diary.JPG" width="408" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>my pieces for Art for Ukraine<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-34560433571541760852022-03-15T11:11:00.000+00:002022-03-15T11:11:28.142+00:00Splendid Isolation<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgWFQSaD0Cbd0HJdxXD30avX3RluTjELuRXr3GroITPFuGIDyYfnBKChXeUWUHkDB7Wj9EBjxsl-FNEIGz4lZ6ndyq2zo_sZN5eWQBJCsc92HTbqiWzPdBVxNdciPW5AbJIjccy27bP8b7-3ZlpkFcDs528GgUGqNhm38J2Q6P8KSsZO2UT1lz3FRdn=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgWFQSaD0Cbd0HJdxXD30avX3RluTjELuRXr3GroITPFuGIDyYfnBKChXeUWUHkDB7Wj9EBjxsl-FNEIGz4lZ6ndyq2zo_sZN5eWQBJCsc92HTbqiWzPdBVxNdciPW5AbJIjccy27bP8b7-3ZlpkFcDs528GgUGqNhm38J2Q6P8KSsZO2UT1lz3FRdn=w400-h400" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>February I<br />watercolour & gouache<br />by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I recently needed to self isolate ahead of a minor hospital procedure and I thought making art would take my mind off all the medical stuff. I needed something self contained, relatively straightforward and above all absorbing.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEggxQGtQiwFUJTWvxzZZudzXcAOFCafL2CloEVJuDFqCAeshbOYFkSWMwLgZ0Dajd5ZZmeM3_tbOI14FqvDpW0ryH13vf_CZAU-hL5RaUOK9VtLKqjiVgrhUDWYjmVgW_HEse6gCnXq_oNaccAWhD5nrIVc4HeqvM1S5N5Shc9UtYEswCh1d7e7LD_R=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="814" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEggxQGtQiwFUJTWvxzZZudzXcAOFCafL2CloEVJuDFqCAeshbOYFkSWMwLgZ0Dajd5ZZmeM3_tbOI14FqvDpW0ryH13vf_CZAU-hL5RaUOK9VtLKqjiVgrhUDWYjmVgW_HEse6gCnXq_oNaccAWhD5nrIVc4HeqvM1S5N5Shc9UtYEswCh1d7e7LD_R=w434-h640" width="434" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>inspiration from the studio window<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Back in February I'd taken some photos of snowdrops and hellebores in the garden, which contrasted with a dogwood behind them. The flowers were still blooming - I could see them from the studio window - and seemed like an excellent subject for a couple of small watercolours.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiBZFDbxYuAmFmOGpEeSrtO-W8oG5YGWNJ4Bby0-P0OFcM94LRydRO1Ce1w5E62h3Y6wQIBb9qHC6-CFvPvV1VheZMXv0RQnCuldkt5itbFeft5DxozWn_JpIIbrlKZiWAfWLvRYkeDAuxDcydBReysJtc5R-9eI7gcw3E0O9dueQ9TCd4htvl20heU=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1059" data-original-width="1200" height="353" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiBZFDbxYuAmFmOGpEeSrtO-W8oG5YGWNJ4Bby0-P0OFcM94LRydRO1Ce1w5E62h3Y6wQIBb9qHC6-CFvPvV1VheZMXv0RQnCuldkt5itbFeft5DxozWn_JpIIbrlKZiWAfWLvRYkeDAuxDcydBReysJtc5R-9eI7gcw3E0O9dueQ9TCd4htvl20heU=w400-h353" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>adding salt to the very first layer of paint<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I started two paintings, laying down wet base washes and sprinking salt over them once they had dried to a gentle sheen. Left overnight, the salt revealed some wonderful patterns as it was removed, the crystals resembling the sugar crystals we used to put in coffee when I was a child.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjMzDkFEHFUwnm3GkdB_ZUt17Uh5_8OQLJEID7qj0aPEvmK1r3VtBw2iSazTIZiwZ2jDFRRydCaeJ-PsGs23eSXdIzNkBfiKXArCsSN2yxyt6-GGiNqWwxH4HGZfKKYOowkd93Ps1WvbmZUEGcAqj5_NhErJIzFDawQ5my7ftzQOCEdbYVzaBr2x-CE=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjMzDkFEHFUwnm3GkdB_ZUt17Uh5_8OQLJEID7qj0aPEvmK1r3VtBw2iSazTIZiwZ2jDFRRydCaeJ-PsGs23eSXdIzNkBfiKXArCsSN2yxyt6-GGiNqWwxH4HGZfKKYOowkd93Ps1WvbmZUEGcAqj5_NhErJIzFDawQ5my7ftzQOCEdbYVzaBr2x-CE=w400-h400" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>setting out the composition<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Next, I laid out the composition, following the shapes suggested by the salt, adding the outlines and foliage of the bright band of hellebores across the centre of each painting and the snowdrops in the foreground. I was no longer working from the photos but letting the needs of each painting dictate its progress.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhqe5j7oq_8LffC5xwbCz2H7BHbrhyerd70ZGrEoN5LRwgJZCJpjmNQTck-okAVdHRNslcy1n8moHxXRLcrAdj07O35trRe_c7nyuPpYzOGCciH9DuUpM86VciQFY-tl-rKeSHj19iyihEuUXypGw1YhDbiiVDU13mFH2sNCzbpMLeVP501RAOEBKbq=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="547" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhqe5j7oq_8LffC5xwbCz2H7BHbrhyerd70ZGrEoN5LRwgJZCJpjmNQTck-okAVdHRNslcy1n8moHxXRLcrAdj07O35trRe_c7nyuPpYzOGCciH9DuUpM86VciQFY-tl-rKeSHj19iyihEuUXypGw1YhDbiiVDU13mFH2sNCzbpMLeVP501RAOEBKbq=w292-h640" width="292" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>letting the layers evolve<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I emphasised the flowers with white gouache, but the hellebores didn't really make any sense until I added their soft green centres. Then everything fell into place. I still can't decide which of the two pieces I like the best!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0UPxQNmkeB1d9dkk90lBS8NtPv5BlGOIJGXEJnI1uTbqkGNfzBjpS9Z3DHoMveJLY5qA69jiKfJU6MM1UfXK6T7hH2XKlYz9glBqf4eYPagcPVCeCqrH2mIXZMGQWs-PkBSnixrMB6DxYk6Us223vcUgfWfTajGamoS8DyeqMvPmRd7RZA8L2sQAN=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1192" data-original-width="1200" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0UPxQNmkeB1d9dkk90lBS8NtPv5BlGOIJGXEJnI1uTbqkGNfzBjpS9Z3DHoMveJLY5qA69jiKfJU6MM1UfXK6T7hH2XKlYz9glBqf4eYPagcPVCeCqrH2mIXZMGQWs-PkBSnixrMB6DxYk6Us223vcUgfWfTajGamoS8DyeqMvPmRd7RZA8L2sQAN=w400-h398" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>February II<br />watercolour & gouache<br />by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-53215453295151385752022-02-28T10:43:00.000+00:002022-02-28T10:43:57.173+00:00Changes & challenges<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi-be3sDra3EnVpSYHapHiAZp0whr8aS91-e_8DtSodFKkW4G6tnqas0DFRsei5ZJmmhgQGHoklAEsvLCEdTDIKDPw9AzOjHC0iGwwDppQUp29N4GR4-_1xINHbcdFRH781ipk4XbjkxHWO1KQ_Bu1JeGleTAVvW4WINGD1qn7vKxlQjYLMDDege_OD=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi-be3sDra3EnVpSYHapHiAZp0whr8aS91-e_8DtSodFKkW4G6tnqas0DFRsei5ZJmmhgQGHoklAEsvLCEdTDIKDPw9AzOjHC0iGwwDppQUp29N4GR4-_1xINHbcdFRH781ipk4XbjkxHWO1KQ_Bu1JeGleTAVvW4WINGD1qn7vKxlQjYLMDDege_OD=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>first cut with reference photo<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The longer days have encouraged me back into the studio to work on a reduction linocut that I initally sketched out last September, based on a photo taken almost exactly a year ago of some redwings sheltering from s snowstorm in our holly tree.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhb9FQ22DWG3f7zcdojEnHO69JgWj8EcKxQAIcpfiqi1WwXr0Xt94FTWMe6DDWzArOo_ZvcZhdZgQK3taRd9BUA-Q_B2goB_Lp1gscCLs08TSa5yfpg0ahUm0L-GLvbrLNqDf14V_v6Ul1xFiKTgKjOqKQHBpXuL-4K0v8auXwIVLHcmIOy7d3FGrj3=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhb9FQ22DWG3f7zcdojEnHO69JgWj8EcKxQAIcpfiqi1WwXr0Xt94FTWMe6DDWzArOo_ZvcZhdZgQK3taRd9BUA-Q_B2goB_Lp1gscCLs08TSa5yfpg0ahUm0L-GLvbrLNqDf14V_v6Ul1xFiKTgKjOqKQHBpXuL-4K0v8auXwIVLHcmIOy7d3FGrj3=w400-h400" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>progressing through the first layer<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>It's turning out to be a challenge. I kept changing my mind about where to put the snow, making the final revisions to the design on the lino. The red carbon paper I used transferred to some of the prints - luckily in places which won't show - and I need to work out why. I suspect it's either because I stained the lino or used extender.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEigFaHAoJgIdnBgQvj2d6nsOD9NZKzai8JPE88Uklrqy3cCCbfydLd4BChhiJIM0jFpEjDaPsgLMT8dO_TDcG9RtgA_MdzIuzdj2MzWiH8yOSZZMNBbuUQWLXd4povvM_SgJOj9fBjlDKAyaQ2Q6VPz5GfqjPKr2Ql0AzOWKmVXiQVG63oWmB8VICnJ=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="753" data-original-width="1200" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEigFaHAoJgIdnBgQvj2d6nsOD9NZKzai8JPE88Uklrqy3cCCbfydLd4BChhiJIM0jFpEjDaPsgLMT8dO_TDcG9RtgA_MdzIuzdj2MzWiH8yOSZZMNBbuUQWLXd4povvM_SgJOj9fBjlDKAyaQ2Q6VPz5GfqjPKr2Ql0AzOWKmVXiQVG63oWmB8VICnJ=w400-h251" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>studio set up for printing the first layer<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I started with twenty sheets of paper - four of which were ordinary Hosho for proofing and the rest were Awagami 80 gsm Hosho - only to discover that one of them had become marked, possibly while I was cutting the paper to size. So the print run for the first layer became nineteen.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgGEAcZ-hDqW7TKNx_XFg9dMTH8nAhMiBV5cTul3LUwUmDa8nXQEvQkLik_TpWomTWGvWvSJqR1c-69CLRtjVkCPWFLMkX8N_Wt68_c2HnJ0ReWc2jg0QD9gh5o6zWS-b0rhXm7nAUPFGzqKyadYx-C1A3FDL3K1LkJ2IVaV-NWBkoSUUek_TlKOOVf=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgGEAcZ-hDqW7TKNx_XFg9dMTH8nAhMiBV5cTul3LUwUmDa8nXQEvQkLik_TpWomTWGvWvSJqR1c-69CLRtjVkCPWFLMkX8N_Wt68_c2HnJ0ReWc2jg0QD9gh5o6zWS-b0rhXm7nAUPFGzqKyadYx-C1A3FDL3K1LkJ2IVaV-NWBkoSUUek_TlKOOVf=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>inking up for the second layer<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The printing of the second mid green layer progressed smoothly until I started to get tired. I had marked the back of each sheet up correctly for the registration device but still managed to place the sixteenth print so badly out of position that it went in the bin. So now the run is eighteen . . .</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjl_5QymMQuFLfIvNM2P78o_l42NMCpCbdXDdXyEgSeVO-zsovIVaLjgXTE3HODB0-nkJYV2fRHEKYQrF4tmJnuFSKbM59bb3FvyUptZmDgTLCCCui60e1s7rscBK2nP6MiiVlBGHAKiO6mLbboqBoTFvu3Myo4r7pHOEaoVY0A1wnSpmuPwam8uBt_=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="901" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjl_5QymMQuFLfIvNM2P78o_l42NMCpCbdXDdXyEgSeVO-zsovIVaLjgXTE3HODB0-nkJYV2fRHEKYQrF4tmJnuFSKbM59bb3FvyUptZmDgTLCCCui60e1s7rscBK2nP6MiiVlBGHAKiO6mLbboqBoTFvu3Myo4r7pHOEaoVY0A1wnSpmuPwam8uBt_=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>some problems can be troubleshooted - others not so much . . .<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I've also realised that I haven't cut the twig that the lower bird is sitting on properly, so I will have to correct that when printing the other layers. I do have a plan - let's hope it works, as I really don't want to have to start again!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgBEBEu-TFuZjP3UJXAUgId1q5QWH6VmCIss9vRiE_s6dgKHiVCxut-N-O-sfDyk04NHKsn0o9_rpvrKFZrb1GScDjfCnTDV2R6hyODAALmxI_st3ttVevv8fBFA8W9oNCF-vGuthTCAGgdd2EXw8iWUNKmQW5aYyTP6QZ0dikZpBJRauxlquxtqbEg=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgBEBEu-TFuZjP3UJXAUgId1q5QWH6VmCIss9vRiE_s6dgKHiVCxut-N-O-sfDyk04NHKsn0o9_rpvrKFZrb1GScDjfCnTDV2R6hyODAALmxI_st3ttVevv8fBFA8W9oNCF-vGuthTCAGgdd2EXw8iWUNKmQW5aYyTP6QZ0dikZpBJRauxlquxtqbEg=w400-h400" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>ghostly birds on the second layer<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-69221166124234053062022-02-14T10:05:00.001+00:002022-02-14T10:05:34.245+00:00Just for fun<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh8NpMlNJaHB17KjsetaaFO5Jg73JhMOeLG99-DvbcjIHjWiWt02znAj0N72vilgBtXEZPICVl9ZfxYa9H-u0hl4FSrVazWrBz6ENxeEIQFURUhP7_iR-rkV7ekmeJGyboWW2uxVlXu4LBEXI_8H3py3g-_Z2cQqv1SdSqWLhaTQUr3z3bH-KVweugb=s1200" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="878" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh8NpMlNJaHB17KjsetaaFO5Jg73JhMOeLG99-DvbcjIHjWiWt02znAj0N72vilgBtXEZPICVl9ZfxYa9H-u0hl4FSrVazWrBz6ENxeEIQFURUhP7_iR-rkV7ekmeJGyboWW2uxVlXu4LBEXI_8H3py3g-_Z2cQqv1SdSqWLhaTQUr3z3bH-KVweugb=w293-h400" width="293" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>daffodils pen & wash sketch</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>by Teresa Newham</i></div><br /><p>It's that time of year when the days start to get a little longer and I realise that I haven't done any watercolour painting for what seems like an age. This year I decided to loosen up and have some fun with the flowers various generous friends had given me.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjl4DakOmrJvPd-DkslmdHpyzfqUvkVxNFr6iWltxMot6-CG6l0WTM9M3suekQgFumBiId2ox4lPkswTxEXIj1tQwuJ2_J3qpxWKqkGQZNaHX9k2YK-ri_aLGMkNojeNUnUyLrwdnynB6phB-xuAG5UtfkFaiP8_Dc1iutmKh0PiV80VY7JeffPbmaj=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="900" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjl4DakOmrJvPd-DkslmdHpyzfqUvkVxNFr6iWltxMot6-CG6l0WTM9M3suekQgFumBiId2ox4lPkswTxEXIj1tQwuJ2_J3qpxWKqkGQZNaHX9k2YK-ri_aLGMkNojeNUnUyLrwdnynB6phB-xuAG5UtfkFaiP8_Dc1iutmKh0PiV80VY7JeffPbmaj=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Alstroemeria<br />watercolour by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I had the urge to paint the Alstroemeria in a jug in my hallway one sunny afternoon; but the weather was gloomy when I managed to make the time, balancing my paintbox on a cupboard and the paper in my hand. The result was a little stiff so I kept adding water until the whole thing softened up. Cropped, it might even warrant a frame . . . </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgnJynR4jdC5eGKP8iweaQKCs4_SH2dA2GwA_dfRSZ1Ncw9clTGldHlYENxdFQvPgziqxzjq-qHF3ZuBGLroSRQNyw7kTau94NzHI0eTfZV9lRbs8QJeGopt-e7G5PTHXs9qqCl4ceOOwUqysKv8fmGwNt77VaeXVP9fFEHvj3_z_iYIv7nnv0whdCm=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgnJynR4jdC5eGKP8iweaQKCs4_SH2dA2GwA_dfRSZ1Ncw9clTGldHlYENxdFQvPgziqxzjq-qHF3ZuBGLroSRQNyw7kTau94NzHI0eTfZV9lRbs8QJeGopt-e7G5PTHXs9qqCl4ceOOwUqysKv8fmGwNt77VaeXVP9fFEHvj3_z_iYIv7nnv0whdCm=w320-h320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Alstroemeria - the cropped version<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The green and white bouquet was a gift in more ways than one, as I brought it into the studio a few days later to be the subject of my next watercolour sketch. I used the same paintbox, which had itself been given to me some years ago by a neighbour. It always presents a challenge because the colours are not my usual ones.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEinBgx9QXrl62-tbFh2xSmHU-j1r5uZ-sjgmC-SFMYGBfktVSbPFFUgpe7iZbwFkG5NpEydRD6FvPh0KxS-13PjSrQLSdjPXFZPFbqy-U0HQ_rUeOSIL8gt-On_4u4dC7JyFP93Q1zYe2289p1pxGKKatNiPwqB4HH9UgCa2lMW6RihluFD5WdcqIsd=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEinBgx9QXrl62-tbFh2xSmHU-j1r5uZ-sjgmC-SFMYGBfktVSbPFFUgpe7iZbwFkG5NpEydRD6FvPh0KxS-13PjSrQLSdjPXFZPFbqy-U0HQ_rUeOSIL8gt-On_4u4dC7JyFP93Q1zYe2289p1pxGKKatNiPwqB4HH9UgCa2lMW6RihluFD5WdcqIsd=w400-h400" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>building up the Bouquet painting<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I built the image up in layers, then added in a background - although I rather like the unfinished version in the photo above. Again, the finished painting looks better cropped, and I might well be putting it into a mount some time. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh5GyLjD-mYsgN602NspYbv-4V_f1ohVH_yFQZ5EzzS2SGGt0DRMDX_WaC-OBgV75NsHqJOQ7_qEVD5G3EfZztIVX2w3ajuQkhJcK_bE4bhJMaa-fTz60oxI3tiREW4ifV-SkTCtsq2g8YW41uN67GCLcUXwk5UPX_MjnTLYgWKaD6Bjwvbk2MSQuA2=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="679" data-original-width="1200" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh5GyLjD-mYsgN602NspYbv-4V_f1ohVH_yFQZ5EzzS2SGGt0DRMDX_WaC-OBgV75NsHqJOQ7_qEVD5G3EfZztIVX2w3ajuQkhJcK_bE4bhJMaa-fTz60oxI3tiREW4ifV-SkTCtsq2g8YW41uN67GCLcUXwk5UPX_MjnTLYgWKaD6Bjwvbk2MSQuA2=w400-h226" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Bouquet - watercolour, original and cropped<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The daffodils were a complete surprise, six bunches arriving in the post as a thank you. To paint them I decided to use pen and wash, which I haven't touched for several years. I resisted the temptation to add a background this time, and I think it works rather well. I've enjoyed making these flower sketches so much, I might have to do some more . . .</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgu8cvmBJ3b6WTF7RKWSvTPrGoeUPct55bDiWnCz9KmTR4ZRdNL7z77YrVQJSNm38f04NSUK0bJEIg8Zd5C9HzVWMcY9uT7xhW4u8zTlmDG5odx8KfI_wgkotDI5NSYzTBu2BatEyDuV-sNojh1hV8KSn1D4xBwXg4JxvcWgpiwY4JdZxUa4EAWD_0u=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="901" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgu8cvmBJ3b6WTF7RKWSvTPrGoeUPct55bDiWnCz9KmTR4ZRdNL7z77YrVQJSNm38f04NSUK0bJEIg8Zd5C9HzVWMcY9uT7xhW4u8zTlmDG5odx8KfI_wgkotDI5NSYzTBu2BatEyDuV-sNojh1hV8KSn1D4xBwXg4JxvcWgpiwY4JdZxUa4EAWD_0u=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>sketching daffodils in the dining room<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-33191426537045278412022-01-31T09:16:00.000+00:002022-01-31T09:16:24.720+00:00. . . time to reflect<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgU2gr5CuNAPJ7Eu_vl-oSdQPDwGM50Z--U-lZ8Wx16kNTwouXiwcvESHfjXnISyeR2OkDjecyLZcPI1VxumuTzblriM8A_am8__P7206Y1ufahWNs4cMs1dgoLKaQueoJ3d7cpsUmW97I_xw5gu2k3ftTiCfqSAMQhdk8YGR390WxluUu0J4udObcn=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="902" data-original-width="1200" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgU2gr5CuNAPJ7Eu_vl-oSdQPDwGM50Z--U-lZ8Wx16kNTwouXiwcvESHfjXnISyeR2OkDjecyLZcPI1VxumuTzblriM8A_am8__P7206Y1ufahWNs4cMs1dgoLKaQueoJ3d7cpsUmW97I_xw5gu2k3ftTiCfqSAMQhdk8YGR390WxluUu0J4udObcn=w400-h301" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>July<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>A look now at the other six photos in the calendar (see previous post). The July and August pics were taken on a trip to the Weald & Downland Museum in West Sussex. The geese were remarkably tame and a delight until they started pecking at my bag and trying to pick my husband's pocket . . . </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhP-FhQ8_fvjGIKTxAsMjATg-NJ9ZgFFxj1O4abFZambP4PkdJdXaeMHxVAPRtTpcEA1INAVcGeyRMsRp6WzMfwg4BSMOtJ-fNX4u5fRCF4fJihLYg9_FR1KaoCm5i6QHr2fuHZVQEXiIcPnRFvMdMq4myD6jeS9hr5M732TMDLe4uaycAsq1KNtC7L=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="901" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhP-FhQ8_fvjGIKTxAsMjATg-NJ9ZgFFxj1O4abFZambP4PkdJdXaeMHxVAPRtTpcEA1INAVcGeyRMsRp6WzMfwg4BSMOtJ-fNX4u5fRCF4fJihLYg9_FR1KaoCm5i6QHr2fuHZVQEXiIcPnRFvMdMq4myD6jeS9hr5M732TMDLe4uaycAsq1KNtC7L=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>August<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The image I chose for September was of a hedge of Rosa Rugosa in the churchyard at Sturminster Newton, Dorset. There was a huge yew tree, but the roses and hips were what drew my attention. So much so that I'm hoping to make space to plant a similar hedge - or just a bush - in my own garden.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiwVZsWEjYuYnemyzgIlIbAgipEVSTrnoE22pZtb1idt-eK2CxrOkzE-rhLFxg4mSajIj_fVZ5Up09zfBKYcDckyMo9si_PPRA_s2YDyMjktge498ZMkj7JfTZNxvjgjfjktR6bz-jCKULVY60_c158rsYpd0kbyQvZNY34RrvNuIHdi_dAzVNgUwj6=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiwVZsWEjYuYnemyzgIlIbAgipEVSTrnoE22pZtb1idt-eK2CxrOkzE-rhLFxg4mSajIj_fVZ5Up09zfBKYcDckyMo9si_PPRA_s2YDyMjktge498ZMkj7JfTZNxvjgjfjktR6bz-jCKULVY60_c158rsYpd0kbyQvZNY34RrvNuIHdi_dAzVNgUwj6=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>September<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>For October, November and December I looked back through my photos from the previous year, and found this lichen (below) on some bark at the local golf course on a muddy walk in November 2020. It was too muddy to walk there again this past Autumn.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh_d2dqsfzNQEnB83QZ55ur2J2m8gAfmcPibx4P7YoJTB6uRsCuhBZxsH7mZ1yclBZ5R6-GA8w6sDSHOxXZHvVrqiV_V3_3f38iTfPYke9iwFpXf0ESMw3Ys9OKs3Un8mIfoHaFKetoebHgHLW5QeiqgxzpvFV4vcVWDBvEav4AsLbXVo3GM3F0Ql82=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh_d2dqsfzNQEnB83QZ55ur2J2m8gAfmcPibx4P7YoJTB6uRsCuhBZxsH7mZ1yclBZ5R6-GA8w6sDSHOxXZHvVrqiV_V3_3f38iTfPYke9iwFpXf0ESMw3Ys9OKs3Un8mIfoHaFKetoebHgHLW5QeiqgxzpvFV4vcVWDBvEav4AsLbXVo3GM3F0Ql82=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>October<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The November image was one of those lucky accidents; the sun came out on what had been a rather indifferent afternoon and lit up the trees and the field at just the right moment as we took one of our regular walks in the local lanes.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEine8fYQUyCQAJ9QVQswzmFEesf7cEjlXiCKuUP3CfmoRpw2hiW71te1dXPvd1eYTL32ARz42O85CDeA1nOYxq4ndaHMD8uW0-vYb_x4N3EdhMdhkgep5Cpj5NSdAiI5Qb4CkJF4n8qryxXnohGZTXJRKYmPxEVkSCTUg4xk46mUmsNUHtzTVtNZlOV=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEine8fYQUyCQAJ9QVQswzmFEesf7cEjlXiCKuUP3CfmoRpw2hiW71te1dXPvd1eYTL32ARz42O85CDeA1nOYxq4ndaHMD8uW0-vYb_x4N3EdhMdhkgep5Cpj5NSdAiI5Qb4CkJF4n8qryxXnohGZTXJRKYmPxEVkSCTUg4xk46mUmsNUHtzTVtNZlOV=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>November<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>December's photo was a chance shot which neatly caught a Hertfordshire sunset in early Winter. The landscape was slowly becoming dormant; but as we know, all new growth begins in the dark and the sap rises again. And now we are at the end of January, the lighter days are a sign that Spring is on its way!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEivEKBYJec1ALutXipPyPpc3ygc_vZo-Ej9z0TfQXMJ8plQtlYgs-j3c4H-aSz_xZRcVZw6Aw_aVJKqKyRVA9x6Zmua_Vek4tn48N9gSYvlJ6LSpbIu-OY28ZfUZhxGDF0xZrEsoVK2yjoOLu-3eQCekliiRICUSnxRl_SP7BHprmkYQ9exrnxZvqf4=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEivEKBYJec1ALutXipPyPpc3ygc_vZo-Ej9z0TfQXMJ8plQtlYgs-j3c4H-aSz_xZRcVZw6Aw_aVJKqKyRVA9x6Zmua_Vek4tn48N9gSYvlJ6LSpbIu-OY28ZfUZhxGDF0xZrEsoVK2yjoOLu-3eQCekliiRICUSnxRl_SP7BHprmkYQ9exrnxZvqf4=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>December<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-35088508728566022112022-01-15T10:54:00.000+00:002022-01-15T10:54:42.470+00:00Time to remember . . . <p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjpmshT5FtEtTtGH7z6bE0snEihrbujAxXRbGcaPkewewNvv3cNUMj761OUysYC0rj2L5pIUt6Yjr126ArL8dT89mSDo4H_pOfPhk00WFs9RE7yUGUllW-cclJrzhAR52JNfqw2mThJz-F8S07fG8uin_tuQCASmeEExfQ3jQlBCFnhfCxZVox1EFAl=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjpmshT5FtEtTtGH7z6bE0snEihrbujAxXRbGcaPkewewNvv3cNUMj761OUysYC0rj2L5pIUt6Yjr126ArL8dT89mSDo4H_pOfPhk00WFs9RE7yUGUllW-cclJrzhAR52JNfqw2mThJz-F8S07fG8uin_tuQCASmeEExfQ3jQlBCFnhfCxZVox1EFAl=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>January<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>January is a good time to share some of the images from the calendar I put together every year for family and friends. Usually there's a mix of local photos and ones taken further afield, but for the second year running the pandemic has forced me to concentrate closer to home.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhUETJB4FMOnpYBPHw-uWtXBd_TOrlvi0ngX8XphZn5UMHSYZvDbfA_7pppxsMwm1BrextkwvCZ4g3mcneu48MkGG48Op53PjOLKRPUXNUaYUw8e2PApXkJSdlJP-mP2Xzv5P3UqJr4Vw5VfN6DShgqJImtXaUxFFlDa9vZmlHu5y9daEW4YqqRL8nF=s3604" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2706" data-original-width="3604" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhUETJB4FMOnpYBPHw-uWtXBd_TOrlvi0ngX8XphZn5UMHSYZvDbfA_7pppxsMwm1BrextkwvCZ4g3mcneu48MkGG48Op53PjOLKRPUXNUaYUw8e2PApXkJSdlJP-mP2Xzv5P3UqJr4Vw5VfN6DShgqJImtXaUxFFlDa9vZmlHu5y9daEW4YqqRL8nF=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>February<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The January pic was taken at a local golf course on my mobile phone during one of my daily walks - I love sunlight, shadows and trees - while February's close up of a hibernating ladybird came courtesy of my Canon EOS in the back garden. As the subject was asleep I had plenty of time to get the right shot.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEguKjLfFJEDday5gSbTs0taPqph-Um9eLWbGzKJR4uhCG1RYgDYHo-FqgRe8oymOc9mpfZNmxY0sgrLi-L5681D5t8XrYE2-g0uYDN1_UbDk6q9uW44aVisw4WGjUBJMN2RTwuVms1kJ5-eJfX35HuOca8J8kTnhQRi_gMcQW3wbQeaVFVc0S9YxmP4=s3024" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2267" data-original-width="3024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEguKjLfFJEDday5gSbTs0taPqph-Um9eLWbGzKJR4uhCG1RYgDYHo-FqgRe8oymOc9mpfZNmxY0sgrLi-L5681D5t8XrYE2-g0uYDN1_UbDk6q9uW44aVisw4WGjUBJMN2RTwuVms1kJ5-eJfX35HuOca8J8kTnhQRi_gMcQW3wbQeaVFVc0S9YxmP4=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>March<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>March and April are both mobile phone pictures snapped on walks - I spotted the catkins at the edge of the estate so the composition is angled to avoid including rooftops. I came across the beautiful April scene while strolling in the local lanes.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgp0oKjLB41CcvrY7_9Tri6oSsDl-85eL14aXgIns8rbE_VN5Kg9JnQ205KTNJGwCmcU3U8a7dyX7FWCVzDxn3q7uOYs5hwg9g8w16PAKIMNl2pwu4EtbdYywSzfLvxpFkJIiUI2W9kpICe2hBpU8EDUHVReRVQipzmX1P-P4PPUZlG-3nbpTX61gMk=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgp0oKjLB41CcvrY7_9Tri6oSsDl-85eL14aXgIns8rbE_VN5Kg9JnQ205KTNJGwCmcU3U8a7dyX7FWCVzDxn3q7uOYs5hwg9g8w16PAKIMNl2pwu4EtbdYywSzfLvxpFkJIiUI2W9kpICe2hBpU8EDUHVReRVQipzmX1P-P4PPUZlG-3nbpTX61gMk=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>April<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p>Unfortunately the weather has not been so kind last year as it was during the first lockdown, which meant I have not been able to take a longer walk as often as I would have liked. The picture I chose for May is another one from the estate, carefully cropped to hide the fact that it's peeping over somebody's garden fence.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAv7VLdFy-gefhKq0KP8rBbAFKqr9nbIitLu5ZVfVjOyeWtk1OB8wjDQNmzMKP8HfL3XPE2vVy-s8S0lWRdr4AG8BdAnGq8CCczK9PYQrZkF9iDFbF5k7wq4vCP10mYNPZSli3sh6K4fbHGLx4qE-hD3fMURBdEwsDPSbdERSBqXScg-6-05cBy1AF=s3805" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2856" data-original-width="3805" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAv7VLdFy-gefhKq0KP8rBbAFKqr9nbIitLu5ZVfVjOyeWtk1OB8wjDQNmzMKP8HfL3XPE2vVy-s8S0lWRdr4AG8BdAnGq8CCczK9PYQrZkF9iDFbF5k7wq4vCP10mYNPZSli3sh6K4fbHGLx4qE-hD3fMURBdEwsDPSbdERSBqXScg-6-05cBy1AF=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>May<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>June's poppies were just begging to be photographed at Millbridge Meadows in Gamlingay. A cheerful reminder of Summer, which is just what we need right now, and a good place to pause!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgrlIRDPEa_uQpekOMTklhLjeRlZgItcgnXn8PzwSGfGeRpkcwwDJcBl-YuI62vDa2UGFp9ZsXJ5KX5PZIKaWf4olYr_fGKEyLp0uwNPwe1cL_It7jnadVw6EVZYvFlZjWNh3cXiNIukDrSsXx_6bhCzkeIC_KUzmKPzPIbQ4Sm3lT0lsWSF4kHTwvH=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgrlIRDPEa_uQpekOMTklhLjeRlZgItcgnXn8PzwSGfGeRpkcwwDJcBl-YuI62vDa2UGFp9ZsXJ5KX5PZIKaWf4olYr_fGKEyLp0uwNPwe1cL_It7jnadVw6EVZYvFlZjWNh3cXiNIukDrSsXx_6bhCzkeIC_KUzmKPzPIbQ4Sm3lT0lsWSF4kHTwvH=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>June<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-64619103423863128422021-12-31T09:58:00.000+00:002021-12-31T09:58:39.597+00:00Betwixt and Between<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjLzC6ltYl-YchYHV3J5tWlchBM_wiLLLdoMXOgSc-iVMFXaDfgd4KCs2hBIzNM6wJ4FI4fApphO05jMbMiZr1M7XIOZgLfaZnmQaIzuAFMwOZ7H-c2bw-XYo2IM78dETRiiJcqeOaTRPZ6B1egH29K6QjW49yzbWqNabttr1xXGiVr2uALTWag_UJx=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjLzC6ltYl-YchYHV3J5tWlchBM_wiLLLdoMXOgSc-iVMFXaDfgd4KCs2hBIzNM6wJ4FI4fApphO05jMbMiZr1M7XIOZgLfaZnmQaIzuAFMwOZ7H-c2bw-XYo2IM78dETRiiJcqeOaTRPZ6B1egH29K6QjW49yzbWqNabttr1xXGiVr2uALTWag_UJx=w400-h400" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>old life and new in the garden<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>It's a special period, the time between Christmas and New Year. Things are just starting to stir in the garden; the church is still celebrating Christmas Time, harking back to the old tradition of daily feasting and jollity during the Twelve Days of Christmas; some people call this week Betwixtmas and spend it watching Netflix in their PJs; and many of us fortunate enough not to be working have been taking time out to rest, contemplate, dream and plan.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjiaR7_ZUfpipGegMsXQjpHnEfl9T9_L34IgbyHdFKRHQNjOQByP2QiziyRPCMjWMLSjHlnCN9skfSHjxoDnJWZN4PBD9cqeDGYpgrsfqjaG7dZHBOSPPkpVAKO4Hn2tEvnW1TL3YtQT_qnB3mCD-ySNckNBOJuV7bPLM_UsEVBAuYjAU7jJvEKzDhZ=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjiaR7_ZUfpipGegMsXQjpHnEfl9T9_L34IgbyHdFKRHQNjOQByP2QiziyRPCMjWMLSjHlnCN9skfSHjxoDnJWZN4PBD9cqeDGYpgrsfqjaG7dZHBOSPPkpVAKO4Hn2tEvnW1TL3YtQT_qnB3mCD-ySNckNBOJuV7bPLM_UsEVBAuYjAU7jJvEKzDhZ=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>all Christmas-carded out<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Since the excitement of Open Studios and the Harpenden Arts Club exhibition back in September and October, my art life has consisted almost entirely of printing up old Christmas cards to sell in aid of the church building fund, and creating<a href="http://marbretherese.blogspot.com/2021/12/marys-yes.html" target="_blank"> a new one</a> for friends and family. This week I put the few remaining cards into storage, freeing myself to think about other projects.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdwszjt6DO1mJqBysplfjrfT8itFwgyt678hneXWJPU69Tm5025coDkbPfkDe66sxcBnaCXAC9tcZPlmUxpPpbKHotL87v0Y9oh56eKBGEOOBz7agmahasoaCwOLa4RV-1OWdtzXTEb6T69Z42BNwwvFNtKRJIYIPnx_exE7UstRsNb5bjyeUsodnq=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="907" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdwszjt6DO1mJqBysplfjrfT8itFwgyt678hneXWJPU69Tm5025coDkbPfkDe66sxcBnaCXAC9tcZPlmUxpPpbKHotL87v0Y9oh56eKBGEOOBz7agmahasoaCwOLa4RV-1OWdtzXTEb6T69Z42BNwwvFNtKRJIYIPnx_exE7UstRsNb5bjyeUsodnq=w303-h400" width="303" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>waiting since September<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I'm hoping to get started soon on a design for a linocut which has been sitting in my sketchbook since September. As quite often happens, the delay in getting around to doing anything with it has been a blessing, as several ideas have floated to the surface in the meantime. I also want to see if I can adapt an old sketch and turn it into a Japanese Woodblock print or two - it's hard to resist the lure of the Skelligs . . . </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgcEcpu8rsOz8meDsxNgLaUhDfzYNuG9Kc3Nc_jmOw4IhX00LHBX_SQnqfzA063wPkjnLe1GgEPQ_E7u--q8km--PvzPx2h9ucdO_neqP4YCCM2P2q6pVhiU6iFPC0nAzL8Zk2oLO0Axx2qd6jO9FPbtdjT2f3dZrVARJFYi0ksAOJtrlKTvQ5v5R2v=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="882" data-original-width="1200" height="294" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgcEcpu8rsOz8meDsxNgLaUhDfzYNuG9Kc3Nc_jmOw4IhX00LHBX_SQnqfzA063wPkjnLe1GgEPQ_E7u--q8km--PvzPx2h9ucdO_neqP4YCCM2P2q6pVhiU6iFPC0nAzL8Zk2oLO0Axx2qd6jO9FPbtdjT2f3dZrVARJFYi0ksAOJtrlKTvQ5v5R2v=w400-h294" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>an old sketch to simplify<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Mainly, though, I've been content to relax and leaf through my books, including <i><a href="https://www.amazon.co.uk/Year-Unfolding-Printmakers-View/dp/0751584339/ref=asc_df_0751584339/?tag=googshopuk-21&linkCode=df0&hvadid=535220978129&hvpos=&hvnetw=g&hvrand=65312762787013833&hvpone=&hvptwo=&hvqmt=&hvdev=c&hvdvcmdl=&hvlocint=&hvlocphy=1006765&hvtargid=pla-1412576233856&psc=1&th=1&psc=1" target="_blank">A Year Unfolding</a></i> by Angela Harding, which I was given for Christmas. There's a new Moleskin watercolour sketchbook which I'm looking forward to using outdoors when the weather improves. Laura Boswell's latest video <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6D7rAJLOaU4" target="_blank">The Twelve Gizmos of Christmas</a> has given me a few ideas, and the February (!) edition of <i>Artists and Illustrators</i> dropped through the door this morning. Time to look forward to a Happy New Year!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhR87LsoZjwoxHrLeEboxVUytrzgajdKVUGLqWCNSeT_uD13f9nLhhJO06KjF1o-OSbXyWyHnJjzBz99W2DtsJXg2mw8lBHZ28RtmdyYPzpmQyyXi5T8mJFl7c1BeTYZdbjiLonWSIrsxdcC4nORwgmFY6XJy3oqOLmhn9mU-PQ43diJ_jO91Wf1xRn=s1200" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="1200" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhR87LsoZjwoxHrLeEboxVUytrzgajdKVUGLqWCNSeT_uD13f9nLhhJO06KjF1o-OSbXyWyHnJjzBz99W2DtsJXg2mw8lBHZ28RtmdyYPzpmQyyXi5T8mJFl7c1BeTYZdbjiLonWSIrsxdcC4nORwgmFY6XJy3oqOLmhn9mU-PQ43diJ_jO91Wf1xRn=w400-h200" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>enticing and inspiring gifts<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-72205074241094556362021-12-21T16:22:00.000+00:002021-12-21T16:22:45.588+00:00Mary's "Yes"<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh9AHezWcdzLDoTr2pxwqjl3wmeHvfyDsOM6UQsnDTXic4tMuNHU4x6qxb52ILhdLppzYezsE2QDK7RbVQHJ6X3rKm8c7LoyF9wPXe5wH95DMz7N6WWm4lFPXY-tJyGvet6cjrj0dj_sKNO7qOGtA9VSuf0YqBPX9xNVXkalq72Jb_1Z79hAcdSkWyM=s1569" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1568" data-original-width="1569" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh9AHezWcdzLDoTr2pxwqjl3wmeHvfyDsOM6UQsnDTXic4tMuNHU4x6qxb52ILhdLppzYezsE2QDK7RbVQHJ6X3rKm8c7LoyF9wPXe5wH95DMz7N6WWm4lFPXY-tJyGvet6cjrj0dj_sKNO7qOGtA9VSuf0YqBPX9xNVXkalq72Jb_1Z79hAcdSkWyM=w400-h400" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Behold, I am the handmaid of the Lord<br />hand-printed linocut by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Mary said, “Behold, I am the handmaid of the Lord. <br />May it be done to me according to your word.”</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Then the angel departed from her. (Luke 1:38)</i></div><p><br /></p><p>The subject of this year's Christmas card is the Annunciation - a feast which we celebrate on 25th March, fully nine months before Christmas, but which is central to the story of the Nativity. The angel Gabriel appears to Mary, a young girl aged fourteen or so and tells her that she is blessed and is to give birth to the Son of God. Mary wonders how that might happen, because she is a virgin. The angel explains that she will conceive by the Holy Spirit.</p><p>At this point, Mary might have said no, or simply run away. But she doesn't - she agrees to do what God is asking of her, and by her faith and courage she allows salvation to enter the world. </p><p>On this, the shortest day of the year, I pray that we may all be granted the faith and courage to move forward, to celebrate Christmas as best we can in the circumstances we find ourselves. Wherever we are, whatever our faith, may we be blessed with peace, hope and love.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-77217180167512299162021-11-30T13:29:00.001+00:002021-11-30T13:29:44.508+00:00It's beginning to look a lot like . . . Childwickbury!<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJHQ6iRjPkAi3YNyb5ACYsWfryobiGzvv4XrmnJnPhPupquiJIuHP3AeQfACtwobApY6pt_rcHyz3YL9Z7Bkd0Yfm_uVdI2cUPx15HB4mYuG2-XiVNj4OxMKoHarOhqtHbvdiG-qXXQgQ/s1200/IMG_1085-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1034" data-original-width="1200" height="345" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJHQ6iRjPkAi3YNyb5ACYsWfryobiGzvv4XrmnJnPhPupquiJIuHP3AeQfACtwobApY6pt_rcHyz3YL9Z7Bkd0Yfm_uVdI2cUPx15HB4mYuG2-XiVNj4OxMKoHarOhqtHbvdiG-qXXQgQ/w400-h345/IMG_1085-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the entrance to Childwickbury stable block, flanked by angels<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The last weekend in November means several things: it's the first Sunday in Advent; the Christmas lights are due to be switched on in Harpenden; and it's time to wrap up warm and head for the Childwickbury Christmas Market. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWydOgCm1ojZqAwwrEzC0xIw1u6-pT1qxUDJn_JTgl1jtSiNqjFAh-tnrhQarQfLB6uWw5oMACg8kIaGvhErpo7ZlPY9FNqKkdBfhcFiMnLzicCU4vyZVQeboGbQdwVZn3q9KjGNh3Gew/s1200/deco+collage.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="1200" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWydOgCm1ojZqAwwrEzC0xIw1u6-pT1qxUDJn_JTgl1jtSiNqjFAh-tnrhQarQfLB6uWw5oMACg8kIaGvhErpo7ZlPY9FNqKkdBfhcFiMnLzicCU4vyZVQeboGbQdwVZn3q9KjGNh3Gew/w400-h200/deco+collage.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Christmassy decor in the courtyard<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Even the fringes of Storm Arwen hadn't deterred visitors from descending on Childwickbury on the Saturday morning; the fabulous angels were in place, along with the tree, the lights and the Christmas garlands; everything was festive and there was plenty to see.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLqPZ557QEG9rPDTHZnNnFBjvkcje0rSWtCqUykPyNfAx4KXOPW3Axluuqhnmh4EUdfYVD3TUhu2MyMWoN-VE5pM9c-OY0TxofKKz_BNB_S8h9wgibD1-4l77hScGAEEWobZXaIv4vJpo/s2508/glass+collage.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2508" data-original-width="1254" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLqPZ557QEG9rPDTHZnNnFBjvkcje0rSWtCqUykPyNfAx4KXOPW3Axluuqhnmh4EUdfYVD3TUhu2MyMWoN-VE5pM9c-OY0TxofKKz_BNB_S8h9wgibD1-4l77hScGAEEWobZXaIv4vJpo/w320-h640/glass+collage.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>glass art by Siddy Langley (top) <br />and Opal Seabrook (bottom)<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br /></p><p>First stop was a visit to two glass artists - Harpenden-based <a href="https://www.hvaf.org.uk/galleries/opal-seabrook-starburst-glass" target="_blank">Opal Seabrook</a> who was in prime position near the entrance to the stable block with <a href="http://www.siddy.com/" target="_blank">Siddy Langley</a>, from Devon. Their work was attracting a lot of attention, but we did manage a brief chat.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_ayDo24lhPKsyRAe3M7ERPfGp9Xzbo9qi-GyaB2CWvyO_iexxwBYlWq81y1UwfNqYiF6Y7SmWieYinj_qCjD4feq3O6fms7tnMTSGOYxBzDwsq-6nTRPg37jZNaYKk1kBU-TWqUpIgJ8/s1200/stables+collage.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="800" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_ayDo24lhPKsyRAe3M7ERPfGp9Xzbo9qi-GyaB2CWvyO_iexxwBYlWq81y1UwfNqYiF6Y7SmWieYinj_qCjD4feq3O6fms7tnMTSGOYxBzDwsq-6nTRPg37jZNaYKk1kBU-TWqUpIgJ8/w426-h640/stables+collage.JPG" width="426" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>artists and makers making good use of every inch of space in the stables<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Throughout the stables, a variety of artists and makers had set up shop, ranging from textiles to jewellery, pottery - and candles from another local maker, <a href="https://handmadeinharpenden.com/" target="_blank">Handmade in Harpenden</a>. Paintings and prints hung from ceilings, cushions were piled high; every nook and cranny was pressed into service.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMjl1nFK6KYL6xF-4hm2l28AOQ9Zh4xJYfRaPGkhe-hEdS1584mZeyGm2PveSPfcpaGhKjQylaLZvWeU0I-W8YiGihyphenhyphenfHibRRtyvPtuKBej6sn1DdSaMC147aEg7CGAnan8eJgJIMgDOc/s1200/chiltern+oils.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="902" data-original-width="1200" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMjl1nFK6KYL6xF-4hm2l28AOQ9Zh4xJYfRaPGkhe-hEdS1584mZeyGm2PveSPfcpaGhKjQylaLZvWeU0I-W8YiGihyphenhyphenfHibRRtyvPtuKBej6sn1DdSaMC147aEg7CGAnan8eJgJIMgDOc/w400-h301/chiltern+oils.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>local producers selling their wares<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>In what I think was once a cow shed, local producers selling everything from cakes to flavoured oils were doing a roaring trade, with eager customers snapping up bargains; it was like and yet unlike the summer Arts Fair, with spaces being repurposed, although several of the regular exhibitors were showing, including Childwickbury's owner, Christiane Kubrick.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuchJfrrVQSFWsP8-s48zS8aqgjTbHEDCGBaoO_URKymrt52DRRjCA7d33KPk0LeIAwURyTipH_J3lcOsvOng_eHI0a7emYsWi0YFXy9eAdpg15SJ_Y40H1hZz17r9oWMeysbmE2zvRUM/s1200/IMG_1125-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="753" data-original-width="1200" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuchJfrrVQSFWsP8-s48zS8aqgjTbHEDCGBaoO_URKymrt52DRRjCA7d33KPk0LeIAwURyTipH_J3lcOsvOng_eHI0a7emYsWi0YFXy9eAdpg15SJ_Y40H1hZz17r9oWMeysbmE2zvRUM/w400-h251/IMG_1125-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>floral wreaths and garlands<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I had a splendid, if chilly, morning, dodging the crowded areas and steaming up behind my mask, but it was well worth it - coming home with various purchases, and the distinct feeling that Christmas is well on its way!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwVg3R1dq7w_uWFpKfehUuW8m1U-x8nckpzxVIVaQngnDL9ojI4zC0AByML9ahqlV91ScALCIwB90W84ey8lUc_i8UdKt04ERMvfgs4w_jixz7LheGK31vsxLI-K_IPBFg6ZGGZTKkE2s/s1200/IMG_1113-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1032" data-original-width="1200" height="344" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwVg3R1dq7w_uWFpKfehUuW8m1U-x8nckpzxVIVaQngnDL9ojI4zC0AByML9ahqlV91ScALCIwB90W84ey8lUc_i8UdKt04ERMvfgs4w_jixz7LheGK31vsxLI-K_IPBFg6ZGGZTKkE2s/w400-h344/IMG_1113-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>visitors by the Christmas tree<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-86258162006396632552021-11-15T07:25:00.000+00:002021-11-15T07:25:33.698+00:00The joy of imperfection<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgVh6bh8c8tYqxKCNcDon2hECh5CxfcuxbjiG008Ba05zAvwqDqSEflsZw9Pb58o8hv7j6wEV1GDsHXlN1fUeIs4BoTuZW7hMeluqRQoi7sXrHiQuZo4VxdzsJ91-Y_lN04mmpbLTJq60/s1200/IMG_0983-001.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgVh6bh8c8tYqxKCNcDon2hECh5CxfcuxbjiG008Ba05zAvwqDqSEflsZw9Pb58o8hv7j6wEV1GDsHXlN1fUeIs4BoTuZW7hMeluqRQoi7sXrHiQuZo4VxdzsJ91-Y_lN04mmpbLTJq60/w400-h400/IMG_0983-001.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>a mixed hedge on the housing estate<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>November is a <a href="http://marbretherese.blogspot.com/2020/08/wabi-sabi.html" target="_blank">wabi sabi</a> time of year in this part of the world. Much of nature is in a state of decay, and in many ways all the more interesting because of that; there's far more to see in the hedgerows now, for example, than in summer when everything is lush and green.<br /><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0VbDOzcZfa7WfT9J1Vl_DdNXcq41dLlvffNH50dJQwmZE_6icVopqXnWf6OZBiUx__mNSCl465Kf8sb9UK67g-F8SIE8GfFz3bTf3k_YVIxeKn_Pf2vtjlL3KbDqcGendMgECwahORQc/s1200/leaves+collage.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0VbDOzcZfa7WfT9J1Vl_DdNXcq41dLlvffNH50dJQwmZE_6icVopqXnWf6OZBiUx__mNSCl465Kf8sb9UK67g-F8SIE8GfFz3bTf3k_YVIxeKn_Pf2vtjlL3KbDqcGendMgECwahORQc/w400-h400/leaves+collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>the last of the leaves<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>It's been a mild, wet Autumn. A few leaves are still clinging gamely to the deciduous trees and shrubs in the gardens and fields, making bright patterns when they fall. The Tudors used to refer to Autumn as "fall", and the Pilgrim Fathers took the word to the New World, where it's still used to this day.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4LZ3t5j_cW32mN8AIKlhJtdAuLs4oRDHpa3Qe-iwP5NnjdQGSCfFVrpyXpa2pOzWdOPWsXuS6xGfVj4ihV1Mnz-bwNGYaDEgjDyDVR_6F9ERK-VShtSu2MmzDKm_7DtOaafBLTKl4Ek/s1200/berries+collage.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4LZ3t5j_cW32mN8AIKlhJtdAuLs4oRDHpa3Qe-iwP5NnjdQGSCfFVrpyXpa2pOzWdOPWsXuS6xGfVj4ihV1Mnz-bwNGYaDEgjDyDVR_6F9ERK-VShtSu2MmzDKm_7DtOaafBLTKl4Ek/w400-h400/berries+collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>berries, gone over<br />© Teresa Newham<br /><br /></i></td></tr></tbody></table><p>The birds have had the best of the berries but there are still plenty to be seen. Many are shrivelled and well past their prime, and definitely fall into the category of wabi sabi. I wouldn't fancy eating them . . . </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4BFctYZCswpSBV5wy4_mj2sUEUZonVu2xu5zv2OwVee1tsasQJUU-RArtYJBKCbsZ9dr2mBYWYblF3ApQIxyRF-KJWUDwBrkZojeX7sk1FZDVJw1mH7a0BhmUPDYi3E-2FfdTQEaOIKc/s1200/IMG_0881.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4BFctYZCswpSBV5wy4_mj2sUEUZonVu2xu5zv2OwVee1tsasQJUU-RArtYJBKCbsZ9dr2mBYWYblF3ApQIxyRF-KJWUDwBrkZojeX7sk1FZDVJw1mH7a0BhmUPDYi3E-2FfdTQEaOIKc/w400-h400/IMG_0881.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>a tree in the fading light<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The nights are drawing in so the sun is quite low in the sky when I take my afternoon walks. There is a compelling quality to the light, as though the countryside is slowly putting itself to bed for the winter.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeWMrxeIqFchfkkqxC_FGlALDmS0jfb6e1ri-J9arF-HMrzwMcIpOprvR815-jf0l82AfKYX52m1PORGKsJ-MMKYoZXFlOgXjUHhm4RH40f4yv_3B-B4i8bYZ4GNHQapzAy2mSz-wL4aU/s1200/IMG_0996-001.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1199" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeWMrxeIqFchfkkqxC_FGlALDmS0jfb6e1ri-J9arF-HMrzwMcIpOprvR815-jf0l82AfKYX52m1PORGKsJ-MMKYoZXFlOgXjUHhm4RH40f4yv_3B-B4i8bYZ4GNHQapzAy2mSz-wL4aU/w400-h400/IMG_0996-001.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>something not growing on a wall<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Before I get too maudlin, I remind myself that everything has to die back in order to come alive again. Winter is approaching, but Spring will follow!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVIWoV-TupRV-j66y3KgcZQbNh-sj-Os5BgX3uKj4ufc3fYpH_xqWmlIXYKrAh6FxcSOM2Z3dPpP9x3dKMsRD-4q8fsWT58QBl4duuTlh_DBceocqk0mP2rzI2ky1h68koN6wCLZ9b1GA/s1200/misc+wabi+sabi+collage.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVIWoV-TupRV-j66y3KgcZQbNh-sj-Os5BgX3uKj4ufc3fYpH_xqWmlIXYKrAh6FxcSOM2Z3dPpP9x3dKMsRD-4q8fsWT58QBl4duuTlh_DBceocqk0mP2rzI2ky1h68koN6wCLZ9b1GA/w400-h400/misc+wabi+sabi+collage.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>beauty in decay<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-46567553042641411252021-10-31T09:53:00.001+00:002021-10-31T09:53:43.409+00:00Coffee, cards and amazing art<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicsVpFl71jwsKnu6GB4Z-P31IxO0yPB_5sOaGWGWFBf6ksSrAcYshJR1LJurgi9KxN7OF7vO8uSyhmZCwZL9ms2Wd2iSU8DCDZhiugJXSZGGT23e3Emma9C8OBMd2DbEaUDaMUG0v_pRs/s2048/IMG_0744-001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1429" data-original-width="2048" height="279" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicsVpFl71jwsKnu6GB4Z-P31IxO0yPB_5sOaGWGWFBf6ksSrAcYshJR1LJurgi9KxN7OF7vO8uSyhmZCwZL9ms2Wd2iSU8DCDZhiugJXSZGGT23e3Emma9C8OBMd2DbEaUDaMUG0v_pRs/w400-h279/IMG_0744-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Harpenden Arts Club's new exhibition venue - the Trust Hall, Southdown<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br /></p><p>It's a delight to be able to take part in this year's Harpenden Arts Club Annual Exhibition - the first in two years. So much has changed, not least the venue - the Public Halls is now a vaccination centre and earmarked for demolition, so the club have relocated the exhibition to the Trust Hall right here in Southdown.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHMyr37365BA9xd0XXfyrsRmIsOudXk16FVoXacK_GXevZ6gM3gmTZ1oqd_pKsX1XpLdux0V4LP3twWbUtzaE9IvN1n7S95w7HlR0wxwWTpJSFYi_zihtrKH9jVLdxzslejEruK5NLG6s/s1200/IMG_0730-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHMyr37365BA9xd0XXfyrsRmIsOudXk16FVoXacK_GXevZ6gM3gmTZ1oqd_pKsX1XpLdux0V4LP3twWbUtzaE9IvN1n7S95w7HlR0wxwWTpJSFYi_zihtrKH9jVLdxzslejEruK5NLG6s/w400-h300/IMG_0730-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">August I<i> greeting visitors to the main hall<br />© Teresa Newham<br /><br /></i></td></tr></tbody></table><p>At the hand-in there were forty artists - and most brought a lot of work. I've taken full advantage of the maximum six pieces on the wall, six in the browser and thirty cards, and I'm not the only one; we have two year's worth of creativity to show, after all, and I've kept some back for next year.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRE6tA_fF6-Fc1TAQZ0Wm_gGRAKsvn50PNo64ctOTt72RZ0wFbs7U3g0ygqwmdNXvAJZwGKEWmMbYOmqAU9-wR_tY5ZdhQBlOiYYJxdARqSx6UVl-1Pj6-kthaHoRTFwRoVWReWXVg80o/s1200/IMG_0731-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRE6tA_fF6-Fc1TAQZ0Wm_gGRAKsvn50PNo64ctOTt72RZ0wFbs7U3g0ygqwmdNXvAJZwGKEWmMbYOmqAU9-wR_tY5ZdhQBlOiYYJxdARqSx6UVl-1Pj6-kthaHoRTFwRoVWReWXVg80o/w400-h300/IMG_0731-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>March I echoing the colours around it<br />© Teresa Newham<br /><br /></i></td></tr></tbody></table><p>I spent Friday morning serving coffee at the Coffee Morning Preview - a new addition to the format, it encouraged people to relax and provided a sociable alternative for those who did not attend the Private View. We had a steady stream of visitors all morning, despite the showery weather.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmKtVrEXp6jNKxrXG0r6UIfaVXcVaR3y5eb2A7jHYImvGjJ6iFQn6F0mIX48nfyvllnWYshhdYFBID4NseA78CAVPDKiIF2j1TFQcwsjvF_-0ZG9oC7WhFmfdeBPdu7mRnJN6V4qs0gt8/s1200/IMG_0729-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="901" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmKtVrEXp6jNKxrXG0r6UIfaVXcVaR3y5eb2A7jHYImvGjJ6iFQn6F0mIX48nfyvllnWYshhdYFBID4NseA78CAVPDKiIF2j1TFQcwsjvF_-0ZG9oC7WhFmfdeBPdu7mRnJN6V4qs0gt8/w400-h300/IMG_0729-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>paintings, pottery and coffee on tap in the back room . . .<br />© Teresa Newham<br /><br /></i></td></tr></tbody></table><p>I was stationed in the back room, where there is some art and sculpture, the greetings cards and browsers, and the sales desk. The space has a lively, informal atmosphere and there's plenty going on without the space becoming overcrowded.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQnO8bg1UuAGVXZXXOZ0TGsuuUukJ288TM4dHqQerXN_0_60k-o5_GSXVvgTQySHccWrjAK7Z09iz6rrGjbFUa0GC_Rj3-H98Ltvl0O7w87L64OsOHaYlQhXxOTXBlkXPqriEk6I2BBfU/s1200/IMG_0727.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="1200" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQnO8bg1UuAGVXZXXOZ0TGsuuUukJ288TM4dHqQerXN_0_60k-o5_GSXVvgTQySHccWrjAK7Z09iz6rrGjbFUa0GC_Rj3-H98Ltvl0O7w87L64OsOHaYlQhXxOTXBlkXPqriEk6I2BBfU/w400-h200/IMG_0727.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>. . . along with a bank of browsers <br />© Teresa Newham<br /><br /></i></td></tr></tbody></table><p>When the coffee session was finished, I took a proper look in the main hall, where most of the exhibition is hung. To my amazement, nobody at the club was quite sure how it was all going to fit in until they started setting up last Wednesday. As usual it is really well organised.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaST7JT_dikKaaRu8i5LLqoHekcko9iPpDl1OUD3ZSfXMlZLK5GJCw-kF01uwwLiN10CMz94iEWi6EyFLext_hkdXL8hChcyMMk93_Efds4SLJNfIQqHmLMWe8JXFnwfaanNtdXXsI2oc/s1200/IMG_0736-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaST7JT_dikKaaRu8i5LLqoHekcko9iPpDl1OUD3ZSfXMlZLK5GJCw-kF01uwwLiN10CMz94iEWi6EyFLext_hkdXL8hChcyMMk93_Efds4SLJNfIQqHmLMWe8JXFnwfaanNtdXXsI2oc/w400-h300/IMG_0736-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Field, Cross Lane<i> in distinguished company<br />© Teresa Newham<br /><br /></i></td></tr></tbody></table><p>My reduction linocut, <i>Fence, Cross Lane</i>, sold at the Private View. It's a favourite of mine and it's always good to know that somebody loves something enough to buy it. Buyers collect framed pieces at the end of the exhibition this afternoon so I might even get to meet them.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqml3ScdasJFTXUUV0MALvS769Vr_pBV6dsVTIotok-UdA98PJ_vwDIB0rqVH3YuHT6I2O2pm8TzX0Mrp_cpmvBJLUcxHsoyOtz8gA1CnLcWQ7BxbBP7dKK5cKSTlmOITS4E4_YiZjkc/s1200/IMG_0732-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqml3ScdasJFTXUUV0MALvS769Vr_pBV6dsVTIotok-UdA98PJ_vwDIB0rqVH3YuHT6I2O2pm8TzX0Mrp_cpmvBJLUcxHsoyOtz8gA1CnLcWQ7BxbBP7dKK5cKSTlmOITS4E4_YiZjkc/w400-h300/IMG_0732-001.JPG" width="400" /></i></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fence, Cross Lane<i> with a red dot<br />© Teresa Newham<br /><br /></i></td></tr></tbody></table><p>As always, I'm in awe of the way the volunteers curate the disparate artworks to make a cohesive whole. All my paintings and prints fit in well with their hanging companions and to my joy, <i>Duck </i>and <i>Drake </i>have been placed together as as set - the right way round. Thank you Harpenden Arts Club!</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzgWN1NFTIw7wLfKKu3cUWFdWDgD2auybd1QpjeDwVRi5K6DLEmTAPCX8-cd1q8-aV8aQvZuHDSxBnWM_qvl7eVazJ3YZq3lxBkENYfTP6wEGl3oNVuM0qVKUA3x0rpeXNocvIRlb9qQ/s1200/IMG_0737-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzgWN1NFTIw7wLfKKu3cUWFdWDgD2auybd1QpjeDwVRi5K6DLEmTAPCX8-cd1q8-aV8aQvZuHDSxBnWM_qvl7eVazJ3YZq3lxBkENYfTP6wEGl3oNVuM0qVKUA3x0rpeXNocvIRlb9qQ/w400-h300/IMG_0737-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Duck <i>and </i>Drake <i>hung as a pair<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><i>The annual exhibition closes this afternoon at 4pm so there's still time to go and see it! To find out more about Harpenden Arts Club click <a href="http://www.harpendenartsclub.org.uk/" target="_blank">here</a>.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3073031922856831965.post-17947721828067228492021-10-15T10:30:00.001+01:002021-10-29T15:17:08.361+01:00Learning as I go<p> </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1FgcFmHxwCyvT7ba_Q-77NKuqho_mVb0BcMDOSDO3alaeaqaJpubsqqwgQc8Uub5mh8XevhqbUwxsCE9fPUOZKoeJ8jLcoi5Wl7Ml0uVp_Xo3wWVsgjJkzCLwFnvTuEzKSWgQTCf0lP4/s1200/IMG_0623.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="894" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1FgcFmHxwCyvT7ba_Q-77NKuqho_mVb0BcMDOSDO3alaeaqaJpubsqqwgQc8Uub5mh8XevhqbUwxsCE9fPUOZKoeJ8jLcoi5Wl7Ml0uVp_Xo3wWVsgjJkzCLwFnvTuEzKSWgQTCf0lP4/w298-h400/IMG_0623.JPG" width="298" /></i></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Japanese woodblock print of acer leaf on Shiramine Select<br />by Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Was it a good idea, I wondered, to demonstrate Japanese woodblock printing during #HertsOpenStudios? I'm still learning the technique and hadn't done any for ages, but what better way of getting to grips with it again? I could set up outside - ideal for the Covid-secure experience we were trying to create - and the weather, for the first few sessions at least, was forecast to be fine and dry.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLdZ3IqX-R_v30RuVy7Q0tvkN7y4RusFaSSyjdkUm63eLEicBB1VpifPsCfMxqkc726u59pth6Idnd_15SLLvDUXiUTV3P45At3FfQYWs-OQ5v8NAi-PFn06mxviobUnu2iqWP6qFU52E/s1200/IMG_0427-002.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="682" data-original-width="1200" height="228" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLdZ3IqX-R_v30RuVy7Q0tvkN7y4RusFaSSyjdkUm63eLEicBB1VpifPsCfMxqkc726u59pth6Idnd_15SLLvDUXiUTV3P45At3FfQYWs-OQ5v8NAi-PFn06mxviobUnu2iqWP6qFU52E/w400-h228/IMG_0427-002.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>setting up the demo table outside<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Working outdoors presented the usual challenges; any items likely to blow away in the wind (virtually everything on the table) had to be weighted down. I began to print proof copies to remind myself what I was supposed to do. This took longer than one session, which forced me to reduce the size of the damp pack to fit it into the freezer until the next time, when I defrosted and completed the proof prints. It was so absorbing that I forgot to take any more photos.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtNpQ_inlSDwyUDSBvFXZmI7fun0RmMDUq3v4wQ8oUrLuaVhBiaiQrz73RVqh6zJyGXPDIDXUnU8qYeAPk56Iap39UZC14m-y3rPQtdwnTj9YNfCXkI1ka8EOS-egHHtvgk5UWn0PpsTU/s1200/IMG_0536-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="777" data-original-width="1200" height="259" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtNpQ_inlSDwyUDSBvFXZmI7fun0RmMDUq3v4wQ8oUrLuaVhBiaiQrz73RVqh6zJyGXPDIDXUnU8qYeAPk56Iap39UZC14m-y3rPQtdwnTj9YNfCXkI1ka8EOS-egHHtvgk5UWn0PpsTU/w400-h259/IMG_0536-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>printing the blue plate<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Oh, the joy of doing this outside! I was able wet the blocks and shake the excess water straight onto the patio; neither the prints nor the damp pack dried out too quickly; it was the perfect environment. In fact I had to take care not to get everything too wet. By the third session I was confident enough to try printing on two types of Japanese washi from the <a href="https://awagami.com/" target="_blank">Awagami factory.</a></p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8lN3C8nB0XnOdr7ynM5-cVOUQhpZdYvpbARenqIPaWTYpVuGTmhArbAIzCigmniwrvPkOrf6m1neofOM6ZMbP6E5GJk5BqxStPsdupf67whCzcJSTi7lYzhBjOfsyfkQYBlmNr7dm5Cc/s1200/IMG_0544-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="816" data-original-width="1200" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8lN3C8nB0XnOdr7ynM5-cVOUQhpZdYvpbARenqIPaWTYpVuGTmhArbAIzCigmniwrvPkOrf6m1neofOM6ZMbP6E5GJk5BqxStPsdupf67whCzcJSTi7lYzhBjOfsyfkQYBlmNr7dm5Cc/w400-h272/IMG_0544-001.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>printing the yellow plate<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Keeping things as simple as possible, I only made four prints, which would fit easily into a small damp pack (in case it had to go into the freezer again). The beauty of Japanese woodblock is that you can re-use the blocks to make more prints, even years later. I remembered not to use too much paint and nori and tried to describe the process to our visitors, who were completely fascinated by it.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4J8H2IwxQaozKoqZ1_fZ-3jx_xb6TFwrg4x33hCfI_Dep1pw0YyG44XLTwHlgGgRH4LFbKcTrlJ4bdi03xWiY_-nEJxuRZ0MdWbxr0zEJBarJrk0VbSZlmwP7L0ronQxS5Gg5gdOABcs/s1200/IMG_0546-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1124" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4J8H2IwxQaozKoqZ1_fZ-3jx_xb6TFwrg4x33hCfI_Dep1pw0YyG44XLTwHlgGgRH4LFbKcTrlJ4bdi03xWiY_-nEJxuRZ0MdWbxr0zEJBarJrk0VbSZlmwP7L0ronQxS5Gg5gdOABcs/w375-h400/IMG_0546-001.JPG" width="375" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>trying out bokashi shading technique<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I then had a go at doing some <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uko2ZMZoEKM" target="_blank">bokashi shading</a>, which was a little fiddly for a beginner like me, but produced some interesting effects. It would probably have worked better on a larger piece - so I'm thinking of going larger next time. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwP1CZVA9ANNaLowmZQtMU9CVH_elFOqSrRQnTF0YfM-O9LWn8GJzk76GNP0P3cCSKsKLQe-X9DrmIjESkJagUxm1G8nt_wYduXW8XB_CDwoNQ879OZ0IfSbSi3lpufqjJzuY8El99-gQ/s1200/IMG_0548-001.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="900" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwP1CZVA9ANNaLowmZQtMU9CVH_elFOqSrRQnTF0YfM-O9LWn8GJzk76GNP0P3cCSKsKLQe-X9DrmIjESkJagUxm1G8nt_wYduXW8XB_CDwoNQ879OZ0IfSbSi3lpufqjJzuY8El99-gQ/w300-h400/IMG_0548-001.JPG" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>finished prints in the damp pack<br />© Teresa Newham</i><br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I dried the prints between layers of thick blotting paper under heavy books as usual, and moved indoors to demonstrate different techniques as the weather deteriorated for our final few days. When I went back to the prints I found that the Shiramine Select had produced the best result, which is just as well; I have a stash of it in my studio waiting for the next print . . . </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio7ama5_wsT1YKng9xFO4xvIJ8F7kjVHqNyKQTipqf_q4gihaFGv-ixDG3XdK4IuyERJ8NATKDBIicWmfF7iTmGb00rWY0BF-8rTf_nKvn70kzYhLTP-oU5Fhp_pUIKgYMaP_WX3LicBQ/s1200/IMG_0626.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="946" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio7ama5_wsT1YKng9xFO4xvIJ8F7kjVHqNyKQTipqf_q4gihaFGv-ixDG3XdK4IuyERJ8NATKDBIicWmfF7iTmGb00rWY0BF-8rTf_nKvn70kzYhLTP-oU5Fhp_pUIKgYMaP_WX3LicBQ/w315-h400/IMG_0626.JPG" width="315" /></i></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Japanese woodblock print of Acer leaf on Okawara Select<br />© Teresa Newham</i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><i>I'll be demonstrating what I've learned so far about Japanese woodblock on Friday 22nd October at <a href="https://www.theworkhousedunstable.co.uk/" target="_blank">The Workhouse Dunstable,</a> 5 Ashton Gate LU6 3SN from 10am - 12.30pm, so do come and take a look!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1