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HAPPY NEW YOU

As the year comes to a close, many of us are at it again… New Year’s resolutions!… Big ideas come to us, and in thought they seem perfect and we will become better versions of ourselves once we have achieved the goals we have planned for us. It got me thinking about having dreams and setting goals, and the steps we need take to achieve them, or, the steps we fail to take because we feel overwhelmed by the spectacular end results we see in our mind’s eye, and thus often failing to achieve our dreams. Worst even, we never…

The Bellhouse Fairy

This is the little tale of a special Fairy who on the longest night of the year, does her beautiful magic. When the humans have laid their heads on their pillows, and the animals roam the woodlands for prey, The Bellhouse Fairy takes her big golden bell and flies over the houses in search for one lucky home. Each year she will pick one house, yet it is not known in which way she chooses it. But when she has chosen one, the quiet listeners among us may hear her billowing skirt covered in smaller bells, ring gently in the…

Bewitchings at Stranger Factory Gallery

It’s an honour to be once again part of the Bewitchings IX Group Show, hosted by Stranger Factory Gallery in Albuquerque NM Loosely inspired by Halloween and all things magical and creepy, I created five pieces for this show which I like to share with you here. All pieces are available now through the gallery itself, where they will be on display until October 27th. They are also available through their website GWYNN – mixed media art doll Gwynn is made with cloth and clay, antique textiles and mohair for her wig. She carries a little pink crescent moon. Is…

The Dream

There is a city that hides underneath the ocean, where the houses are covered in seaweed, shells and barnacles. Fishing nets are draped in front of windows like curtains, catching pearls within its nets. The mermaids who live there, sleep under covers made of the finest sea silk. Their dreams float on the current as it purges and withdraws to the rhythm of the moon, to the music of the sparkling star light, and the gentle song of their siren sisters. One such dream was so extraordinary and full of life, that when it reached the shore, instead of wiggling…

  When the Duke of Bickleham was a young child, he wanted to be a Black Bird. Black Birds were exactly the way that the little Duke Boy felt he wanted to be more like. He loved, for instance, how a Black Bird would sit on a thin branch or cable without ever falling off, without loosing its delicate balance for one moment. He admired their evening song, so harmonious and in tune with the colours of the sky, never interrupting the serenity or silence of the moment, rather, the song was part of it. He loved how Black Birds…

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Wishes & Obstacles

It is Sunday, a grey and quite cold one. I have a sore ankle, an inflamed ear and was watching the final episode of season three of The Handmaid’s Tale, in bed, by 1pm. Now I have run out of episodes and can’t make myself do any creative work, which is why I ended up browsing Youtube by 2pm. I was watching some Ted talks, I really often hope to find a great one, but many are disappointing. However, I came upon a talk that really made a lot (a lot) of sense to me. It is called ‘Isolation is…

Toy Makers of Planet Earth III at Stranger Factory Gallery

This Friday, Stranger Factory Gallery in Albuquerque New Mexico opened their doors, as they host the third edition of their annual group show Toy Makers of Planet Earth I am honored to be once again part of this amazing show, and would like to share the pieces I made especially for this occasion with you. As the title of the show already gives away, this is all about art inspired by toys, new and old, story telling, characters and narrative. I drew my inspiration for these pieces from my love of puppet theatres and doll houses. Each piece has an…

North, South and back again

Hello everyone, it has been a while since my last post. Life was literally upside down since ’round about Christmas time, as I was relocating back to Scotland from Galicia, Spain. Packing up a home and studio, trying to squeeze life into boxes to fit into only one car is never easy, but it was not the first time I did it, so I have become acquainted with the goodbyes, the letting go of personal possessions and so on. The only thing I have held onto these past years of moving around Europe, were my sewing machine, baskets of textiles,…

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The Theatre of Tales

A Curious Tale A Small Strange History ‘The Theatre of Tales’ is here to give you a little insight into the what, the who and the why and might make for a nice Sunday read!      

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Introducing: Memory Art Dolls and Dresses

Whatever I make and write is usually in some way or another informed by memories. Memories of a time passed, one I may have not even experienced myself in this life, but one I have imagined in sepia colors and musky scent. A never ending story with no beginning nor ending woven together from stories, changing landscapes, threads, births of birds and people, deaths of unborn chicks and grandmothers. There is a strange desire to inhabit this place made up from memory and to somehow become part of it. To become a fading color or to catch the tail of…