More than 2 months since the last post!
Today was Sarah's birthday - she would have been 47. I keep coming across things that remind me of her: a plate she gave me, hats and scarves she knitted for us, favorite paintings and books.
I most miss being able to show her my developing Art stuff - I would have loved to know what she thought of it.
Back to college today after the Easter break - lots to write up - visits to the Whitworth, Baltic and Graves galleries, more interesting artists found during these, photos of bits of the peak district, stuff off the wireless.
Easter was quite a social whirl - had good times visiting my sis and her family, meeting up with my internet pals for a cracking afternoon out in Liverpool complete with 2 for 1 cocktails and a stroll to the Mersey, my "little" brother's birthday (not so little - he's actually 6 footish and now 48!!) and a cold but entertaining BBQ at my big brother's complete with bonfire and childhood friends one of which I haven't seen for a couple of years due to the whole "living in Cambodia" thing.
Off now - back soon - possibly :)
Tuesday, 21 April 2009
Saturday, 14 February 2009
Dirge Without Music, by Edna St Vincent Millais ( for Sarah)
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go: but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains, - but the best is lost.
The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love, -
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. and I am not resigned.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go: but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains, - but the best is lost.
The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love, -
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. and I am not resigned.
Sarah Richards is gone and so has a lot of Joy and Fun, Laughter and Love
This should have been a happy post about the fun, creativity and mayhem of the field trip. However while we were returning, a bus full of knackered/energized art students from a wonderful time in Pembrokeshire the lovely bubbly Sarah was closing her eyes and quietly slipping away into the unknown her body giving up the unequal struggle with breast cancer and chemotherapy and resultant infection.
It was all so fast - she was only diagnosed in September last year, 3 successful rounds of Chemo, jolly parties of loud ladies accompanying her to Christies as she couldn't drive, chatty emails about how loosing a breast or two would be OK as no one had looked at them for 5 years anyway. the lovely Sarah still in top form - more concerned about making sure friends picked up enough cat food and looked after her furry friends while she was in hospital than about herself.
Now she's gone I'm trying to remember the joy and happiness and Fun that she brought to everyone who knew her, Mad Sarah spending the money she had put aside for mending the central heating boiler on a trip to New York and Vegan Yarn - always hopeful that her prince would come one day. Loving Chaotic Sarah one of my pillars of strength in times of darkness, taking me to Art Galleries and the Theatre, watching weird films at the Cournerhouse and listening to South Pacific and Peggy Lee, dancing with my sister, myself and other mad ladies to Sisters are doing it for themselves and hoping to Free Nelson Mandela (he was still incarcerated at this point), introducing me to Bookcrossing . I have known her nearly half my life, met in crisis between husbands one and two.
I can't believe she has gone so quickly, one minute a force of nature - the next an empty shell.
I'm trying to remember and be happy - I'm not - I am desolated, sad and bereaved, tears leaking out at intervals - when I heard the news I howled - I didn't think people actually did that!. It's so unfair - why don't the bad people die not my lovely Sarah.
Sarah Richards I loved you so much.
It was all so fast - she was only diagnosed in September last year, 3 successful rounds of Chemo, jolly parties of loud ladies accompanying her to Christies as she couldn't drive, chatty emails about how loosing a breast or two would be OK as no one had looked at them for 5 years anyway. the lovely Sarah still in top form - more concerned about making sure friends picked up enough cat food and looked after her furry friends while she was in hospital than about herself.
Now she's gone I'm trying to remember the joy and happiness and Fun that she brought to everyone who knew her, Mad Sarah spending the money she had put aside for mending the central heating boiler on a trip to New York and Vegan Yarn - always hopeful that her prince would come one day. Loving Chaotic Sarah one of my pillars of strength in times of darkness, taking me to Art Galleries and the Theatre, watching weird films at the Cournerhouse and listening to South Pacific and Peggy Lee, dancing with my sister, myself and other mad ladies to Sisters are doing it for themselves and hoping to Free Nelson Mandela (he was still incarcerated at this point), introducing me to Bookcrossing . I have known her nearly half my life, met in crisis between husbands one and two.
I can't believe she has gone so quickly, one minute a force of nature - the next an empty shell.
I'm trying to remember and be happy - I'm not - I am desolated, sad and bereaved, tears leaking out at intervals - when I heard the news I howled - I didn't think people actually did that!. It's so unfair - why don't the bad people die not my lovely Sarah.
Sarah Richards I loved you so much.
Friday, 6 February 2009
Bad Blogger
Hmm I'm a bit dilatory at this blogging lark
However, the recent snowfalls have revealed that not only does a fox visit my garden, but judging by the tracks a badger as well - no wonder all the bird food vanishes!
Off to Pembrokeshire with college on Sunday - 57 of us in a 57 seater coach travelling the long way round via the motorway and Cardiff!
Hey ho
Back again soon (maybe)
However, the recent snowfalls have revealed that not only does a fox visit my garden, but judging by the tracks a badger as well - no wonder all the bird food vanishes!
Off to Pembrokeshire with college on Sunday - 57 of us in a 57 seater coach travelling the long way round via the motorway and Cardiff!
Hey ho
Back again soon (maybe)
Tuesday, 6 January 2009
Suburban fox
This morning while taking some arty photos of the trees behind the garden against the dawn, I was surprised by quite a large fox trotting through my garden from the front to the back. I think he was probably checking my bird feeding station (bread/ seeds/ dried fruit and stuff on the lawn) for an early morning snack. He was quite close to me, however I failed to immortalise him on film as I was set for landscape and a bit slow.
Back to college
Well that's the first day back safely over with.
I've got a bit of catching up to do due to the pre Christmas lurgy.
The action plan for the pathway project should have been in by the 18th Dec: I managed to submit it by email last weekend. This does however mean that I could shove actions down the time stream a little so it doesn't look as if I'm as far behind as I am.
This part of the course is a short (6 college weeks - 8 calendar weeks, Dec 9th 2008 - Jan 30th 2009) personal project. We had a series of briefs to chose from or could make up our own - I've done a bit of both. I've used the Landscape photography project brief as a starting point, mostly so I get the scope right, however instead of the 15+ photos asked for as a final outcome, I plan to produce 3-5 photos and use one to develop using other media.
Not sure exactly what media - I have as usual got too many to choose from. The plan is to write all the ideas down and produce outcomes in at least 3 media. Front runners at the moment are a silkscreen/textile image, something 3D, Image made of words and a photogram.
Bizarrely for an art course, we get lots of marks for research into other folks stuff and written analysis of our own.
I've got a bit of catching up to do due to the pre Christmas lurgy.
The action plan for the pathway project should have been in by the 18th Dec: I managed to submit it by email last weekend. This does however mean that I could shove actions down the time stream a little so it doesn't look as if I'm as far behind as I am.
This part of the course is a short (6 college weeks - 8 calendar weeks, Dec 9th 2008 - Jan 30th 2009) personal project. We had a series of briefs to chose from or could make up our own - I've done a bit of both. I've used the Landscape photography project brief as a starting point, mostly so I get the scope right, however instead of the 15+ photos asked for as a final outcome, I plan to produce 3-5 photos and use one to develop using other media.
Not sure exactly what media - I have as usual got too many to choose from. The plan is to write all the ideas down and produce outcomes in at least 3 media. Front runners at the moment are a silkscreen/textile image, something 3D, Image made of words and a photogram.
Bizarrely for an art course, we get lots of marks for research into other folks stuff and written analysis of our own.
Wednesday, 31 December 2008
Hmm Blogging
Hi folks
(waves to the invisible audience)
I've jumped on the blogging bandwagon as I find that after just over 30 years of working in Bioscience the bean counters in Switzerland have decided to do without my Toxicology lab and close it down.
I am currently retraining as an Artist (definitely needed the capital letter) and have just successfully completed the first part of an Art and Design foundation course at my local college.
I'm also about to enter the calendar year in which I become 50 so about time I started some sort of diary.
That's all for now!!
xx
(waves to the invisible audience)
I've jumped on the blogging bandwagon as I find that after just over 30 years of working in Bioscience the bean counters in Switzerland have decided to do without my Toxicology lab and close it down.
I am currently retraining as an Artist (definitely needed the capital letter) and have just successfully completed the first part of an Art and Design foundation course at my local college.
I'm also about to enter the calendar year in which I become 50 so about time I started some sort of diary.
That's all for now!!
xx
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