I’ve been panicking because I made some new glass pendants but I had no chains or laces to hang them on. In the end I went to our local supermarket and found some plain chains that were reduced a bit in price. As I make one off things I don’t use wholesalers so it’s a bit difficult to just find an appropriate match for the pendants.
I used my business cards to display the pendants. I realise now that my vibrant painting matches the colours on my jewellery.
They will be for sale at the Waiting room gallery in Longport, Stoke-on-Trent.
A post by @thewaitingroomgallery of my tryptich of Jupiter. I was there featured artist this week. The gallery is situated in Longport, Stoke-on-Trent and is linked with the British Rail Longport Train station which they are gradually restoring. They have won awards for their community work there.
I have a few paintings and glass jewellery on display there at the moment. There is lots of work by other artists there too.
We visited again today to see how things are going at the Waiting room gallery. Things are happening, there are new people helping to organise the gallery spaces and it looks like they are going to have a sales /shop area and seperate exhibition space both downstairs and upstairs. The Gallery is still linked with the work going on at Longport Station to restore it. I hope that it all happens soon and without delays to their plans. I will write more as I find out what is happening.
Longport Station isn’t open to the public at the moment but it is a small station between Stoke and Manchester. It was once part of the LMS line (London Manchester and Scottish line).
Finally had a short walk today! We went to Cherished Chimneys which is a shop that sells chimneys and pottery at Longport, Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire. and the Waiting Room gallery across the road in the same place. Then we walked round Westport lake, which is just half a mile away along the canal. We saw blossom and bluebells along the canal and round the lake. We avoided heavy clouds as we walked. I think it had rained heavily in Stoke as the path was soaking wet when we got home.
Photo taken by a friend at the waiting room gallery a few months ago BV, (before virus). He’s reading, I’m tapping away on my phone. The surroundings makes it look like an old painting. Although it’s in a gallery I think it looks like a domestic scene. I love the atmospheric look of it.
If I was happy I would be painting, I would be relaxed. I would not have the weight of the world on my shoulders. My chair that I rest paintings on is empty. I have things to do. It’s just the world turns and I want to get off as the old saying goes.
The photo is the underpainting of a painting of Spode in Stoke-on-Trent. Also a portrait of my friends cat.
I’ve just had a few paintings accepted at a local gallery (the waiting room gallery in Longport) that I’ve had work in before. Those are 2019 paintings, but they still are for sale. They will be on display in their on line gallery. I will post details when I have them.
I was visiting the Waiting room gallery today to take in my two new paintings. I saw this jug (is it sprig molded?)
It looked classical, it might end up being a pottery painting. The dark green really brings out the colour of the jug, while the shadows help give it a three dimensionality. The shelf it is on is white painted wood which gives it a nice texture. It’s owned by my friend Alison. I think she said it might be a Portmeirion piece although there is no backstamp or other marks on its base.
Taken in natural light from the gallery window on my mobile phone.
What a long day, and when I got to the Waiting room gallery for the craft fair today, I realised I’d left my phone at home.
Not good when you like to blog. There were beautiful frosty images of hoar frost on leaves, I could not photograph. Lots of ornaments and cards made by people visiting the free print and crafting workshops. These were very successful and a lot of people enjoyed the experience.
I just tried to blog about it, but I’m so tired I’m falling asleep as I type. I would write more but can’t keep my eyes open.
I typed two or three paragraphs that have disappeared because I just hit the delete key…. Argh!