patient rain, the smell of dust dampening, orchids, and other midsummer flowerings.
A small gallery of photos of the final version of one of my books of letters, made from photographs of Mynydd Llangyndeyrn and letters I had written to myself. They are hand printed, using cyanotype print processes and toned with green tea, and I am very pleased with the work.
I’ve been printing short randomised parts from my notebook onto small mixed-media photos and watercolour paintings, to make pieces of work in response to walking through the winter months at the mountain at dusk. In order to do it, I’ve been working on improving my screen printing skills, and finding a good way to set […]
Working on the cyanotypes today, trying things out and making tests, enjoying a bit of sun on the face.
working on these gilded photos again…
I went out again to the mountain this evening. I realised that the pure consistency of showing up there, day after day, is in itself valuable, and worth at least as much as anything else that I do. Although the grasses, reeds and thorn trees are still sparse and dry after the cold, there has […]
I’ve brought my mountain notebook in from the pocket of the car door, trying to make sense of the evening visits I’ve been making, maybe trying to find a pattern. I’m going to sort through, put the entries next to the photos and videos that I’ve made, see if anything starts to emerge. On Wednesday […]
Mynydd Llangyndeyrn, 4 to 4.30pm last of the sun, bone cold, a few flakes of snow falling making a few small experiments in framing