The summer always starts off with such promise. It's in the air of the lengthening days as much as within the beginnings of my good intentions. However, as with our typical English summers, the number of pages filled in my sketchbook is somewhat disappointing. Somehow, all the little pieces of my life that I can easily set aside while at Uni, takes over when I'm home. How does this happen? Anyway, excuses aside, here is my small and humble offering to appease the Gods of my guilty conscious..........
The very loose theme throughout was "Family Tree" as my mum and sister we researching ours at the time.
Friday, 23 September 2011
Friday, 22 July 2011
Macbeth Poster
I am part of an amateur theatre company called The Hatch Theatre Project who, this summer, are putting on a production of "Macbeth". I made this poster as a kind of teaser. All the text (apart from the blog address at the bottom) are hand cut out of paper! I don't pretend to know anything about graphics or to be any good at it, but I think that the time I put into cutting the writing out (especially the joined up) has to count for something?!!!!
Anyway, if anyone fancies supporting The Hatch Theatre Project and help us at least break even! then please check out our blog address (possible web address to follow). There isn't much information there yet but there will be soooooon!!
http://thehatchtheatreproject.wordpress.com/
Anyway, if anyone fancies supporting The Hatch Theatre Project and help us at least break even! then please check out our blog address (possible web address to follow). There isn't much information there yet but there will be soooooon!!
http://thehatchtheatreproject.wordpress.com/
Thursday, 26 May 2011
Exhibition
Tuesday, 17 May 2011
Nights at the Circus
A carriage conveying Fevvers rushes through a deep Russian winter. Pen and watercolour.
Nights at the Circus
Nights at the Circus
In this picture Mignon sits forlornly in a bath tub just glimpsed through the half open door. The image is an etching using a method called aquatint.
In the circus ring, as the audience watches, the searing strains of music stirring the air, Mignon waltzes slowly with a tiger.
Fevvers takes to the air inside the Russian theatre, her wings unfurling as she ascends to the Gods.
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