news from the henhouse

Betty and Vera are fast movers - it's not always easy to catch them in focus...

Vera has been laying for over a month. Not quite an egg a day but almost - usually 4 or 5 a week, which I think is pretty good going for a novice.

Betty, on the other hand seems to have stalled in maidenhood - her comb and wattles haven't developed very much and egg-laying seems far off.

They are both healthy and eating well, with glossy feathers so perhaps she is just reluctant to leave girlhood until spring.

While I was sitting by the hen-house, idly winding passionfruit vine and some New Zealand flax leaves into a small basket, I heard some scrabbling, shuffling around and then a thoughtful pause. This was followed by what I can only describe as a sort of fowl purring. SO I looked inside the girls' bedroom and found this surprisingly hot freshly laid egg.

I also picked up one of their shed feathers and had a play in the studio with it. Dipped into gold ink it made an excellent brush.

 And then, dipped further into the ink pot, a lovely sculptural object in itself.

to the seaside

Kind Dog and I felt the need for some sea air so we trotted off down the coast to one of our favourite beaches.

Inspired by black eyed angel,  (go and have a look at her blog and website - she is a fascinating artist, sculptor, herbalist and writer) we thought we would shoot some old fashioned film. I dug out my old Minolta and Kind Dog remembered an even more venerable Voigtlander Bessa he had packed away in a box.

So, festooned with cameras both digital and steam-driven, we drove down to the beach and set up the tripod and started snapping.

We got the scans back from the camera shop today - we are very happy with the results.

There is a soft graininess with film that you can't get with digital. Although I would really like some kind of digital/film hybrid where you can see at once that you haven't got the horizon straight....

And of course sunsets and moonrises look best in colour.

since we last spoke

A number of blogs I read have died a natural death or are in the process of falling over. I thought this one was running out of steam but, after a brief sabbatical and some judicious minimising of my digital footprint, I find there's still something to say. Interestingly having abjured Facebook and had a blog break I have been writing more in my journal - ie in a real, paper-based notebook.

Meanwhile there has been plenty of activity chez seahorse, although not much in the studio, and I do have 10,000 words of thesis written.

downsizing

Today is my day off. My current routine is work three days a week, study/research/write three days a week and have Saturdays off.  And it's working pretty well - I read academic texts and make notes on my tram journey to work; I absolutely, completely don't think about work unless I'm at the office; and I make sure I hug the people I love. So far, so balanced.

Art is taking a back seat at the moment - writing my thesis and making a little money are the priorities. So that is worked in at the sides - I draw every day, spend a little time in the studio after dinner if I'm not too tired and am not making anything big or that has a deadline. I did that in January and it just didn't work. Last week I practised some eco printing on paper and silk, using the techniques I learned from Velma.

 And Kind Dog and I have gone on a few gentle walks in the bush:

clean air

quiet

and a packet of sandwiches

and tea at the end.

ffs

popping my head around the door to say that comments are being moderated again due to stupid spammers - bastards!

Lunar Journeys

My sketchbook for the Brooklyn Art Library's Sketchbook Project has now been digitised and can be viewed online here.

 It's also about to go on an odyssey around the US and parts of Canada starting this month and continuing until October. So anyone in New York, Virginia, North Carolina, Georgia, Florida, Louisiana, Texas, Oklahoma, California, Oregon, Washing, British Columbia, Colorado, Illinois, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Ontario, Maine or Pennsylvania - if you're aching to see some of my work in the flesh - now's your chance :)

marooned

I spent a couple of days this week marooned by a virus - sore throat, aches, feeling shattered. So I lay in my lovely bed and interspersed sleep with reading invalid-sized portions of my book,  and looking at the view. This is what I see with my head on the pillow looking straight up

and if I sit up and turn slightly to the left - this view of the not so distant city.

 And rest, cups of tea, and gentle pats had their effect and I am feeling rather better.