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Almouth Arts Festival



Well an almost productive weekend... depending on how you measure personal production rates.. we had a lovely wander around Alnmouth Arts Festival.  This is my third year of going to this local eclectic event.  Each year it brings something new and inspirational and its a really enjoyabe experience.  23 different venues showing an exceptional range of very varied art, everything from children's mosaics to top class professional artists and lots in between.  I bought a fab book written and beautifully illustrated by David Hall about the life cycle of puffins, I.ve seen his work at previous festivals and around various shops  and galleries and always admired it.



Its a really nice way to explore Alnmouth village as well, many of the venues taking  you down snickets and back streets which are obviously historical and often very pretty.  Tea and cakes at Riverbank House is a welcome break and the opportunity to share the wonderful views from this lovely house is really appreciated. 

Another artist I encountered was a woman called Laura Edgar who did the most beautiful embroidered textile scenes and brooches.  For me her work was the best at the festival and I shall look out for more of her stuff. Really interesting and inspirational.

The weather held for most of the weekend so when we got back from Alnmouth I did a bit of gardening which mainly involved sitting with a gin and tonic and planning the next weeding session.
Sunday was a walk on a windy beach day, a trip to the Sunday market for some plants and then a failed attempt to make our house look less cluttered..... yes less cluttered and that's by my standards!!!!  The smash it in look is getting a bit out of hand... made worse by the fact I keep making more things... the clippy rug is growing and there's some more patchwork in the making... its a lost cause really....

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