Here is Constable’s Clouds with John Constable’s own words and a cloud composition inspired by one of his cloud studies – page-by-page: The whole sheet opened out for framing.
Talisman and single-sheet artist’s books
One of my favourite ways to make an artist’s book is to set six lines or phrases from a poem around a single sheet of handmade paper, folded and torn so that the book can be read page-by-page, or opened out map-wise to reveal the whole image. I like this dual nature, the painting hidden… Continue reading Talisman and single-sheet artist’s books
Virginia Woolf at Caen Wood
Virginia Woolf records ‘a disgraceful fact’ in her diary for Monday 14th September 1925: A disgraceful fact – I am writing this at 10 in the morning in bed in the little room looking into the garden, the sun beaming steady, the vine leaves transparent green, and the leaves of the apple tree so brilliant that,… Continue reading Virginia Woolf at Caen Wood
From Grass to Harvest
Here is From Grass to Harvest – a double-sided artist’s book setting lines from Virginia Woolf’s The Years – page-by-page, month by month, with day and night alternating: and the back continues the sequence of ‘the reel of days’: Above, the last page (back cover) joined to the first (front cover) in unending sequence, and… Continue reading From Grass to Harvest
Meteor and pots thrown on the wheel
Here’s a sequence of shots of the making process for a large bowl like Meteor. First the stoneware clay is weighed (5 kg of wet clay for Meteor), then wedged – rather like kneading bread, only to get the air out, not in. Wedging makes the clay’s consistency uniform, removes air bubbles, and sets up… Continue reading Meteor and pots thrown on the wheel
The Round Reading Room
Here is The Round Reading Room page-by-page, setting lines by Maureen Duffy from her novel Londoners: Pages 1 to 12 of The Round Reading Room – artist’s book by Liz Mathews, with text by Maureen Duffy from her novel Londoners.
In Norfolk
Here is In Norfolk, with lines by Virginia Woolf from Mrs Dalloway, page-by-page: … here the book closes to the back cover: … and here the pages circle round to the front cover again: ——–
Waterloo Bridge: Panufnik (1943)
A London moon, the composer thinks, high over the river like a silver sound reverberating in one corner of the sky, while beneath it the ground of the river keeps flowing. The moon is so clear that it casts shadows; each ripple on the river has its dark side, its bright side, just like the… Continue reading Waterloo Bridge: Panufnik (1943)