This is a series of prints I have made about my dad’s tools. When my dad died I had to sort out his house. Unfortunately unbeknown to me there had been a large hole in the roof of my dads shed and by the time it was discovered his treasured toolbox was waterlogged and the […]
This is another project that I started during my degree, but have continued to develop since. It all started because I was interested in printing, but I did not have a press. So I decided to make the press and the printing plate all in one by making a huge, carved, rolling pin that I […]
This is an example of all the different things you can do with a design. Make scarves, snoods, bags, cushions, skirts, deckchairs, lampshades, water glasses or candle holders and even a tattoo.
Although these are tools, and the prints are the actual end result, I think they have an aesthetic quality of their own. They have an ancient feel, like runic stones. I just tried out various images with no particular theme, but I suppose they are all from the natural world. Some print better than others […]
I have said before that I feel that my rollers have a sculptural quality, although they are only tools for printing, and it is the image that is the actual artwork. However I sometimes question whether the print or the roller is the more interesting. In order to fully appreciate the rollers as sculptures I […]
I made this ball from concrete, and hoped to make prints by rolling it around. Unfortunately they didn’t came out particularly well…I was determined to make a print with it so I decided to wrap it in fabric. This worked really well and was delighted with the print. The ball itself, although only made as […]
Jachelt is an old Scottish word meaning buffeted, blown about or over by the wind. These are all mono prints of trees that have grown in the direction of the wind. The brief was ‘movement’ and I liked the idea of trying to show movement using something so solid and still as a tree. As […]
It is 20 years since my mother died. Despite this, she retains the ability to make me smile and cry in equal measure.When she died in 2000, it fell to me as her only daughter, to sort through her possessions. Back then, my Father was too paralysed with grief to help. Even years later, he […]