York Textile Show

It is that time of year again- show season for York Textile Artists. Our main exhibition this year is back at the York Cemetery Chapel. Sadly not a Gothic edifice dripping with Romanticism, but a bright, cheerful and logical Georgian building (with underfloor heating!) We have new members to celebrate and new things from all of the ‘old’ ones – it promises to be an exciting mix of styles and approaches.

As usual I am well prepared – still completing key pieces of work and individual greeting cards. I have had a recent aberration and have been working with paint as much as stitch, switching to a heavy bodied acrylic which doesn’t go so plasticy on fabric. When frustrated by the machine, I could just throw some paint around and move the problem on. I have also discovered that ironing it unprotected is not a good idea. ( just do not iron oil paint either)

The current piece in progress is one of these – a merging of media and technique with the help or hindrance of torn offcuts of paintings and fabric – the Landscape Fragments series. Working out exactly how to stitch on this has been fun – what is the point of colour matching and just going over the paint. The stitch has to be an equal contributor to the final image, so it has to add or contrast, not just follow. In some areas I got it right and it works with out fuss, in others it took work. The sky was a particular pain- trying to balance the intensity, pattern and colour of stitching! I was trying to keep the sense of space and immediacy of the initial sketch , the trees and ground remain as sketchy suggestions, but is it disjointed rather than open? It is going through the leave it phase to see if any more work is needed, but it hasn’t spoken to me, or grumbled so I guess it is done.

The next question will be mixed media or textiles – or dismiss as irrelevant…

The other exhibitions I am involved with at present are with the York Westside Artists group. We have just opened a showcase exhibition at the Art in the Mill Gallery, Knaresborough- for such a disparate group of artists it does look amazingly coherent. That runs until the end of November. If you are in the the Leeds area is only a short step north, between Harrogate and the A1- just wait until you see the castle!

And after all this is done? There is another Westies’ show at the Pyramid Gallery in York , starting in January!

My “Studio” opening.

It is well past the due date to post again. Could we pretend that this still early June?

York Open Studios is this weekend and next. I remember feeling smug as the usual dates passed and there was no panic, no mad rush. But now it is here and with the best will in the world it is still a last minute dash. If you can come along, please do. It is a fabulous event – 140 artists and makers opening their doors over 2 weekends – no sniffy gallery staff, just the artists in their own spaces, ready for a chat and to let you wander through their creative den. Plus the opportunity to buy all sorts of stuff, big and small, from the person who made it!

Avoid the high street, tick, buy local, tick, support your community, tick, get to be seriously nosey, tick, perhaps find an utterly unique gift for yourself, tick.

I am enjoying the sense of urgency, the need for energy and positivity, but I do wish it wasn’t so exhausting (definitely less fit and more creaky around the joints thanks to lockdown biscuits and inactivity) and so NOW, DO IT NOW! Not at all helped by the excellent tennis at Wimbledon, so distracting, and I believe there is some kind of football event going on…..

At least the frames arrived and the work is mounted and on the wall. One series of digi printed and hand sewns are in a gallery in York, to be collected and put up on Friday evening! Nothing last minute about me! There is a space left but the whole wall may be left unresolved until then. Eeek.

And thinking of eek – the tatty mice are making their first public bow. And they may steal the show…. 27 of the little darlings….

Well the room is nearly ready – all the clutter is surface rubble and detritus. There are 3 pairs of scissors and 3 pairs of glasses in there somewhere. Todays torture list involves another gallery run, cutting the hedge and sorting out the entrance hall, pricing, wrestling with a rosebush that has world domination issues, cutting trees, and making some hand painted scarves look pretty. Signage. Paint the wall.

Best get on.

July 2021 10th & 11th, 17th & 18th. yorkopenstudios.co.uk

Up Swing

Up swing in the weather = more sun, more warmth, more daylight. The net result is more spurts of energy and more inspiration!

I have committed to submitting a piece at The Wytchwood Gallery exhibition in May themed as “Rebirth”- Should I do Spring or the emergence from the latest lockdown?

I could not decide what to do, so just began drawing – going for contrasts – thorns and snaggles against fresh growth, caged and restricted v open and change, and so on. This was only a thinky kind of drawing, trying to get an angle on the idea, but I enjoyed working on it and so decided to go with it. I have had to stop because the biro ran out… none of the others are the same nib size or blackness. Minor Nightmare.

The branches are borrowed from my hedge, a barrier of bare twigs holding the world at bay, and at the base is a little patch of primroses – pretty and bright, but tough and determined, a sign of change.

It is now being digitally printed on to fabric so that I get lots of little ones to play with. I want to try smearing colour, splashing dyes and scribbling, as well as decorative stitching and quilting. Probably try all of the above, probably all at the same time. I selected a cotton fabric but I don’t know how much I will be able to do over the top of the printing, but am prepped and ready to play: the major problem is it will take a week to get back to me from the printers!!

This means – more Tatty Mice.

Why I am trying to make a jacket for one? And more painting. And more garden attacks. I think I need saving from myself- sooner rather than later please.

New Friends

I have a little posse of new characters to share with you. Doing landscape this winter has been a leap too far so the creative urge has gone into making little characters – Can you tell what they are yet?

I have been refining my attitude and approach and decided that technical perfection is not a goal for me, I intend to emphasise the tactile pleasure of making, handling materials and processes. The engagement during the manufacturing is important, letting ideas evolve and develop in response to time, place and materials and process.

All very mindful and righteous – and it has resulted in a tribe of…..

Tatty Mices.

Well, had to do something to keep sane during Lockdown3. This is the latest Distraction Project. Very simple, covered in scrap fabrics- so it could count as tidying up. I started to embroider on them – random bits of pattern, probably so I could stay sat in front of the TV while doing them…. They have a simple 2 piece felt body, a covering of fabric bits, felt ears, scrap tail and bead eyes. Worked in the round they change shape and expression as I work on them. Edges are left raw, the embroidery is ‘freestyle’ and not trying too hard to be even or clever- hence Tatty Mice.

Each has a character of their own, some are stumpy or grumpy, others sweet or dim, and all want a name of their own. Morton was the first, then Laura, Rosie, Sylvester, Haile-mi, frankMoses Mouse and….. (names come from whatever I was watching /reading/listening to at the time)

I am imagining that their first public outing may well be the York Open Studios in July. A swarm of them to greet any visitors…. maybe DIY Tatty Mouse kits for folk to make their own.

Memories of Summer

This I think should be title of the new series. They are a distinct group, using more paint and wet media on vintage/pre- used fabrics, and then straightforward freehand machine embroidery. Still creating defined areas by changing the stitch patterns and layering colours and types of thread. The colour palette is minimal, as is the amount of stitch, a great deal of emphasis is on the spaces – well I do live in Yorkshire!

The series so far-

The last one I am not yet happy with- the colours for the rear hedgerow are not bold enough, but there again I did want them to fade away, but I think it is over worked already…. I shall leave it for a while and then decide what to do. There a four or five more I want to get underway first. Some were drawn directly on to the fabric – those are fun!

This is a re-emphasis of the local landscape, the simplicity of flat fields; boundaries and trees are the features not majestic hills or a grand sweep of a coastline. These are quiet, understated expressions of landscape, but the heat the painted colours give just seem to sing of the joy of being out there in the summer warmth and brightness.

On the plus side the local galleries should be able to open in December. York is going to be in tier 2, but people are still be very cautious about open commitments. I have the big drama queen “Wharfedale” and the meditative “Cloud Forest” at the Blossom Street Gallery, and a new exhibition with smaller pieces opening with the varied Westside Artists group at the Village Gallery on Colliergate.

Happy November!

Biggish News – the York Textile Artists group are having and on-line “event” this coming week ( 14th to 21st) in lieu of the actual winter exhibition which is cancelled due to covid lockdown. We have had things going on Instagram and facebook over the last couple of weeks which has been quite fun. I have 6 major pieces, old and new, on offer plus new and very exclusive Christmasy cards, and a few other bits and pieces for your virtual delectation.

Hop over to my shop window page for more on the pieces and the Christmasy cards.

Of course the new Lockdown has squashed my energies sideways – again. All of the distraction projects are done, so a new one is happening (Mission Murmuration with the little birds) while the genuine work project gets pushed to one side and only 6 Christmas cards have been finished!!

The new proper work is based on the painted sketches from the summer. Highly coloured backgrounds, sharp textures done with colour and minimal stitched drawing. Well that was the plan.

Layer one – Vintage (used and abused) natural fabrics. Randomly applied primary colours. I tried ink and paint, used brushes and ended up applying with a squeegee and a stick.

Layer 2 – Overlaying more colour. This had a nasty habit of mixing into a blurry sludge colour or of being too thick. So how to apply dry colour- painted it onto bondaweb (a fusible web)! Still haven’t worked out which paint works best but it can give intense areas of colour and broken textures – usually in the wrong place.

Layer 3 – Stitch. Freehand machining but with minimal colour changes and using a lot of space.

I like the sharpness of the finished pieces. I like the weird lollipop things which are a leftover from the fabric’s first incarnation. Limitations are time and scale. Drying x 2, fusing then stitching isn’t that quick. Small to medium scale works best for the web- but of course I want to get big, also the half acre of linen I have to use up doesn’t take as well as the old cottons which tend to be very white….. tea bags? coffee stain, or the pile of pale rust stained calico prepped for a workshop that didn’t happen? Hmm….

Stitcher’s Block

This isn’t an arcane ( but very useful) piece of equipment like a tailor’s ham or a binding foot. This is where I am at just at this moment.

I do need deadlines, targets and real people to do things for. At the moment I could sit and sew trees on muslin any day and everyday but it is losing its verve and edge through repetition. I could make mini Wharfedales, but where is the fun in that?

I have been out sketching, painting, watching the clouds, been squeaked at by small, small, furry things (stoat or weasel?), did more sketches.

Yes they are fine. The use of colour is more exaggerated than I usually go for, the textures are more immediate. I have painted up some backgrounds ready to launch into…. and I have washed up, cleaned the kitchen, repointed some brickwork. Just can not get started. Ho. Hum.

I have just been using primary colours and white, cycling and having to carry everything focusses the idea of ‘need’ quite strongly.

I even took the coloured backgrounds back out to draw directly on to them…. tried to stitch today but just couldn’t get it going. I shall have another think and play.

In the meantime the white on white ‘Cloud Forest’ trees are on show at the Blossom Street Gallery, York, and soon at the Wytchwood Gallery in Naburn.

Quick forest progress report….

They are still growing – not bigger, thank goodness, but in number. We now have 3 white on white handstitched, 3 scribble machine stitched plus one skeleton tree.

These have spent the afternoon in various places wafting in the breeze and looking amazingly good. The white ones are difficult to site but once you see them against a darker background or against a window they are deliciously delicate and barely there ephemeral.

I have some finishing and presentation to do and then this batch will be ready. Ready to photograph- hah! that is not going to be easy!, and to display…. I do need a bigger house.

The state of play first thing this morning… was not looking encouraging

The latest one is an argumentative one. No single decision has worked out as expected and I reckon there is another evening to be spent making it all work together in the design. This one has two layers of the muslin in areas- some flat, some slightly raised, and varying amounts of stitch, bolder around the edges and lines of running stitch across the centres making tone and pattern.


A side effect of all the extra handwashing and wiping down etc. My hands have gone soft and I keep sewing my fingers!

Stitching trees

Aim: create a textile forest of hanging trees and landscapes

Oh well. Aims and aspirations are good things they tell us.

I have cotton lawn, bleached and unbleached. What else could I do other than stitch trees on it.

They were going to be small (ish). Oops.

They have been reduced to about a metre, or a metre 20 or so. 1.5m was just too much.

In progress. In the work room doorway, so it is not as if they are in the way or anything!

Worrying thought: How many trees make a forest. I think I may have enough to call it a ‘stand’ or even a ‘clump’. Copse next, then a wood……

And because I find extended periods on the machine hard to sustain I thought I would do one by hand….. just to fill up the spare time ( and the TV choices were pretty poor most evenings)

My fingers are sore, I definitely need a trip to the optician, my back and shoulders creak alarmingly, but I am enjoying this! At the moment.

None of this is technically difficult, just a bit fiddly having to work with a small hoop and water soluble stabiliser, and also very time and thread hungry. (pedalling off into the noon day sun (overcast) to get new supplies once this is posted!)

It is all done by hatching, even the hand stitched one, and the thread is mostly standard all purpose machine thread – again, even the hand one. Have you spotted which one he is?

The Covid Interrupteds

Like many people the lockdown knocked all of the momentum out of my making. These half done projects are the Interrupteds. They are an extended family of landscape experiments and textural pieces and tree examples, a mix of machine work, applique, and paint.

I have had this in mind for a while, but the Banner was the perfect excuse to avoid doing it. Now that I have had to clear the studio in town and bring everything home, it meant even less excuse – doing the ‘quilt’ would ‘help’ tidy up- at least everything unfinished would be in one place all the time!

The backing was ready made – it was a rejected prototype for the Yorkshire Gothics hangings- so out with the scissors and pins and the left over wools from the needlepoint done in January and we were off! All of the sewing is by hand and I am trying hard not to cheat – nothing new, nothing made to go into the mix, and everything wonky!

I keep declaring it done, then finding another abandoned piece – one of the perils of tidy up I suppose. ( Knew housework was bad for me)