As bold as brass

Well, our house could never be described as dull.

Last night was (more) proof of this. We had been out at the opening of the R.H.A. and then onto the Office/Doheny and Nesbits and finally the United Arts Club. We eventually came home and were met by a VERY strong smell of wet dog at the studio and kitchen door. Now, we don’t have a dog; we have quite enough on our plates with Squeak, Missey and their various tom cat boyfriends (three at the last count!). I had encountered this smell before about 15 years ago, but hoped I was mistaken in what I remembered of it. We looked around and eventually found the source, a fox. Yes, a fox. In the utility room. Curled up. On top of a box.

I’ve seen him before, with a few others, in the garden and he’s in a fairly sorry state. He didn’t stir when we went into him and even though we left the back door jammed open, he was still there this morning, now curled up in Squeak’s basket. This could have been a disastrous move on his part, as Squeak does not believe in the Barney/sharing is caring notion.

I phoned the DSPCA and left my details on their answering machine; but, just as I put the phone down I spotted the fox running along the back wall! And quite perky too! Now I am quickly trying to do the laundry, and getting tonight’s dinner out of the freezer before either a hyena takes up residence or a herd of wildebeest begin to graze in the back garden.


Il Primo Maggio

We’re just back from a great trip to Radicondoli. Only one problem….it was far too short!

We were determined to be there for May Day, as it’s a really big celebration for the town. It starts at 7am with the Radicondoli Band playing at different parts of the town, (a bit like an irreligious version of “the Stations” in Ireland). At each stop there are refreshments in the form of home made cakes, cheeses, cold meats and wine, or if you are really “lucky”….the demon grappa! Now for the uninitiated, this is a VERY acquired taste. Whereas Marcus is very fond of it, I think it resembles something from the selection of solvents in my studio, (and would probably do the job just as well).



Very Italian!

I was in London last week and I would highly recommend a visit to the V & A to see the Glamour of Italian Fashion Exhibition. It’s of fashion from post-war through to today and is absolutely beautiful! There are lots of exquisite dresses, (and some fairly dodgy men’s clothes from the ’60’s), which are fantastic to see in the flesh...



Valentino posing with models in Rome, July 1967. Courtesy of The Art Archive Mondadori Portfolio / Marisa Rastellini


Good, with mint sauce.

I have only realised today that just a few of my blogs and none of my print of the month thingies have gone up on the website for ages….they are probably floating around the stratosphere somewhere. ( I’ve an awful feeling it’s a case of pilot error, as you might remember the extent my computer “skills”)
So I’ve decided to start again.

Read on, dear reader..


I've fallen in love...


I forgot to include on image of the print I finally made after returning to etching, so here it is. It’s called “Angel”.
It’s printed on one of my favourite papers to work on, Fabriano Avorio. It is a soft, off white colour and black ink looks particularly velvety on it, and, I think, perfect for this image. So, below you can see the plate on the left (with thumb-marks for added authenticity) and the proof on the right.

After an absolutely dreadful two months of “work” which inevitably ended up as firelighters or in the recycling bin, things began to go right on Tuesday. And about time too! Up until then it seemed everything I touched in the studio was doomed. To compound the problem, the the arrival of the R.H.A entry form with it’s deadline at the end of March was now like a runaway train hurtling down the track to my studio door.



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