Skip to main content

A Change is as good as a Rest....

Warning of things to come.... I am starting college again next week!!! Yes I'm once again a fully fledged art student, now enrolled with The Northern Art College - I've got a badge and pen to prove it!! I will be traipsing over to Hartlepool many days a week to  study BA (hons) Textiles and Surface Design.  I'm excited and ever optimistic that it might be a more rewarding experience then my last attempt.  Don't get me wrong there was a lot to like about my last course and I learnt a lot but life at college slowly unraveled as staff were ill and no back fill so no lectures, very little guidance and a disappointing outcome for some at the end.  I was lucky - maybe being a 'mature student' helped and I was able to stay focused and get my foundation degree  with a distinction and move on to explore different avenues...

I am going to take the opportunity of all this change to try and have a little revamp of my blog... it will still be the same ramblings but I'm hoping to give it a bit of a face lift and return it to its original purpose i.e. to document my textile journey of discovery.  Hopefully it will be more about my work and how I am inspired and what evolves - but.... I think life in general is an inspiration and everyday happening, objects, people and places really influence my life and consequently my work - so there will still be inconsequential trivia and useless photos, a chance to catch up on my mad family events and even references to Dr Fred - I just intend to focus more on college working and how that pans out.

To be honest I've no idea how to do any of this so hopefully I'll learn,  I managed to get this up somehow 2 and half years ago...  I just want to mark a new era in my work so I'm going to look at a new layout, colour scheme etc and see what happens - watch this space....

Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Scotland part 2

The second half of the week continued in much the same vein.  We had one rainy afternoon which was actually quite nice to be holed up in the house with the rain lashing the windows.  It probably wasn't quite so nice for the two visitors that came on their bikes but they're tough cookies - and its only water- but I did feel sorry for them having to cycle six miles back down the track in the wind and rain, but given Scotland,  it wasn't as bad as it could be. The big quest for the 2nd half of the week was to find some deer antiers!  The chap that owned the house dropped in to visit - he was a very friendly fella and was chatting about how this was the time of year when all the Stags lost their antlers (he collected them and sold them) so after that we were on the serious lookout.   It's always been Fred's mission to find some dropped antlers....  The Monro baggers continued with the mission to bag the remaining three Monros... there is discussion as whet...
Post a Comment
Read more

Vigo

We left the ship to explore Vigo. Its a much larger place then we expected... although tbh I hadn't given ut a lot of thought. Its a real mish mash of old and new and having got a map from tourist info we decided to follow the walking trail to the Monte Castro... the highest point of the town.  Most of the town was pretty much as everywhere else... lots of traffic... lots of people... one or two interesting buildings and a lot of shopping. We headed to the art gallery - this has been a year of gallery visits so we we seen o reason to change now.  The Museo de Marco is housed in the towns ex prison building and its very grand. In fact, I think that on this occaision the building might have been more interesting than the art....  Although the visiting exhibition by Susanne S D Themlitz was strangely compelling. It was a huge varied collection of eclectic items... found, salavaged, manipulated and arranged in lots of ways - weirdly inspiring - and mostly enjoyable to look at...
2 comments
Read more

verdant lushness

Its a never ending island hop... today we hopped of the boat at Kingstown, on the island St. Vincents and Grenadine. Once through the usual port duty free - cheap booze and diamonds to go milarkey we were straight into the town... crazy noisy smelly chaos... refreshingly no tat shops for tourists, just local markets and street traders all vying for local sales.  Music blasting from everywhere, cars (very battered and often very pimped) all over the roads - parked in the middle of the street, loading, unloading, chatting seemingly oblivious to the total traffic jam caused behind them...  We walked through this mayhem - the temperatures were rising probably about 30 degrees - tourists evident by trying to walk on the shady side of the street - even when we turned off the main drag and there were less people it was still like carnival time with music blasting everywhere. Its very atmospheric and mostly promotes a good vibe although I have heard '3 little birds' everywhich way a...
1 comment
Read more