being and becoming in the world
Joan Eardley, speaking from her Townhead studio, Glasgow [probably late 1950s]: “The community feeling is rapidly disappearing in Glasgow . . . I do feel there is still a little … Continue reading There’s still a little bit left.
To live a life in poems You need not be a poet! Just feel and turn that into Art [You asked me what I used those different coloured chalks for?]
Making notes ahead of an adventure – hands left polka-dot, felt pen, coloured. Off on a wee adventure – where my only faith is in the idea. Kirnie Law, that … Continue reading The hands of an artist