Posts from October 2022

piece of my heart

October 13, 2022

There are a few contemporary art blogs that I check in with almost daily. As I scroll through square upon square of murals, lino cuts, stone carvings and papier-mâché, I am in awe of the sheer magnitude of art that’s being made by human hands all over the world. It might not all be my taste, a lot of it isn’t, but with every brushstroke, and every stitch, every click of the shutter button, these artists are sharing something of themselves with the world and that deserves our respect. Have a look, if you feel like it, at this beautifully curated Tumblr that I visit daily, packed full of rich and eclectic art. There’s an artist who paints seashells with a fine tipped blue Sharpie, a ceramicist on a quest for the perfect iridescent glaze, and a felter who makes hats worthy of a post code. Each and every one of them is sharing a small piece of their heart with us, some more than a small piece, and how gutsy is that?


October 12, 2022

It happened from one day to the next. Just like that the city pavements are covered in leaves. “On my count,” bellowed the Silver Maple, “Three, two, one” and they all came falling down. It’s always such a treat to walk through the university and see it raining leaves. Crimson. Copper. Acid yellow. The path outside our front door is a carpet of russet and gold. What’s beautiful about this slither of Autumn is that the no matter how many leaves land on your doorstep, there are still just as many on the trees.


October 11, 2022

This old footage of Matisse making his paper cutouts is mesmerizingly beautiful. He appears so free and loose, cutting through the paper like a seven-year-child might. It’s humbling to remember that behind ever great masterpiece is an artist who practiced, played, persevered and respected the process. “Don’t try to be original. Be simple. Be good technically, and if there is something in you, it will come out.”


October 7, 2022

My home is filled with weird and wonderful things that I collect on my walks –– rocks, shell, lotus pods, cuttlefish bones and mini acorns –– everything comes home in my pockets. A whale vertebrae that I found In Greece, and a perfect sand dollar that someone gave me on the west coast of Florida are two of my favourite treasures. Julie Nelson‘s breathtaking ceramics are inspired by natural objects hidden in sand or mud or underneath a pile of Autumn leaves. Her vessels are stunning, and in some cases they look to be made of bone. Inspired by the shells and stones she collected in the seaside town she grew up in, Nelson’s work could just as well have sprung from nature itself.

painted word

October 6, 2022

“THE NOWEST OF THE NOW WOWEST OF THE WOW,” may be my favourite of Ruan Hoffmann‘s musings. The South African born ceramic artist uses his roughly made plates for political commentary. He doesn’t hold back. “YOU BORE ME.” “I WON’T LISTEN.” “FAKE IT OR FUCK OFF.” The plates are beautiful, made from paper clay, and intricately painted. The work is raw and honest and bracing.

prints charming

October 5, 2022

Becky Patterson’s monochromatic botanical prints caught my eye this week. They’re simple and bold, and in the case of her line drawings, brimming with childlike freedom. The only way most of us could draw something like Poppy Seed Head is if we let our opposite hand lead the way. It’s beautiful. As are these lino prints, hand-painted on rag paper.


October 4, 2022

“Keep two pieces of paper in your pocket at all times. On one, ‘I am a speck of dust,’ and on the other, ‘the world was created for me.'” Rabbi Simcha Bunim of Peshischa.


October 3, 2022

“Blue color is everlastingly appointed by the deity to be a source of delight,” said the British art critic, John Ruskin. It’s why the Chinese painted their porcelain with cobalt oxide, why the Peruvians used indigo for dying textiles, and why Yves Klein dedicated his creative life to the pursuit of the perfect blue. There is no colour as universally adored as blue. “Blue has no dimensions. It is beyond dimensions,” said Klein. It is the sky, it is the sea. It is this beautiful piece of sea glass.

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