A Life Of Its Own

Three years ago I visited Berlin, the temperature was around minus 20 degrees C and there was a couple of feet of snow everywhere. I went to the Holocaust Memorial, thousands of black stelae in a grid across the landscape and the deep snow threw ethereal shadows between the columns. I took a lot ofContinue reading “A Life Of Its Own”

Drawing A Big One

I’m making a drawing installation for the Commensalis collective’s new show which is opening at Fringe Arts Bath (FAB2014) next Friday. It’s made up of five sections and this is the first, a large drawing (about 150 x 200 cms) in carbon, graphite and charcoal. It’s based on drawings I’ve done from photographs taken duringContinue reading “Drawing A Big One”

Fluffy Tracer Bullets

So we were supposed to have snow. I didn’t believe a word of it. We hardly ever have snow in these here parts because of our micro-climate and the Gulf Stream. But today, it happened. There was snow. Not a lot. Just enough for Husb and I to get in a brisk walk to theContinue reading “Fluffy Tracer Bullets”

Freezing In Berlin: Dots On Film

A couple of years ago I visited Berlin during one of the worst winters we’ve had in a long time. Of course, while Britain more or less shut down at the sight of snow, the German’s just threw more clothes on, gritted the roads and pavements and carried on. The temperature was awful – theContinue reading “Freezing In Berlin: Dots On Film”

A Big Bum and The Berlin Bundestag

Berlin, January 2010 and a group of artists from Swansea were traipsing around in two feet of snow when I did this unflattering drawing of Sandra during our guided tour of the Bundestag. Minus 15º C meant that we were all overdressed in lots of layers and although film and video are supposed to addContinue reading “A Big Bum and The Berlin Bundestag”

Minus 15 and still drawing

Minus fifteen in Berlin and I’m drawing in the snow. I carry my sketchbook and draw all over the place and it went with me to Germany in January 2010 which was one of the coldest winters in a generation with two feet of snow and temperatures dropping to minus 20ºC at night. I’ve neverContinue reading “Minus 15 and still drawing”