A number of warm, sunny days last week got me out into the garden, working in my pop-up tent. It fills up rapidly with art materials, papers, tools, brushes, pencils, pens and jars of ink and is all rather precarious. The wind at one point was flapping the tent walls so hard the whole tent was leaning and threatening to spill my water jar. At one point the jar of ink fell over, luckily inside an old, thick-walled leather satchel which has seen it all in terms of art material accidents - the lid wasn't on properly, and ink spilled into the corner of the bag in a puddle, strangely enough in exactly the same place which bore a stain from a similar accident years ago. Such hindrances I took in my stride - they go hand in hand with working in a tent, and I managed to power through a lot of work making frottage prints of two wooden Indian frames as a basis for riffing on the templates theme.

After the frame prints I made monotype drawings of some of the templates. Here are some of the templates cut out and thrown down on a piece of paper, ready to use. I thought they looked like a strange alphabet, flying up in the wind to form words.
By the end of the day, the remaining ink on the glass palette not only bore the residue of beautiful marks but had the perfect consistency to make monotype drawings.

I discovered a liveliness in the work this week, and was surprised when I began to recognise work from my past coming through. I am going to hark back to my days at Gray's in Aberdeen again, because something in the distribution of weight, tone, shapes and marks goes right back to then. Around 1983 we had a class trip out west to sketch the sea and mountains (I think to Tighnabruaich, I may be wrong). Following on from the monotype landcapes I talked about previously, I had begun to develop landscape paintings using lots of inky splotches and dark areas crossed by even darker spots and lines, but on that trip it really came together. Unfortunately I can't find any of those now, but I did refer to them a few years ago in a large sketch book, where for three pages I made little drawings of fruits using every mark I could imagine and a number of tools to make them, including home made quills from bird feathers, and my finger tips. I haven't worked this way for ages, and I am really enjoying it - it's weird how some things just never go away.

These fruits were ideas to decorate ceramics.

This is the first template work on wood veneer, which I made for B's birthday card. It sports the letter B, and paired images to reflect the Pisces star sign as planned in the diary of templates work last week. It was more difficult to make than I imagined, although I made it in exactly the same manner as the ones in the diary of templates. I wanted to work with the wood to strike a balance between the collaged and painted shapes, and to allow the wood the illusion of coming forward in some areas.

An exciting creative time! I have always found autumn to be a time of high mental energy and fresh starts, possibly because of the association with the new academic term. It’s a time of year I loved all through years of school and as a student, and still each year as it approaches I get the thrill. It brings double excitement for me right now: firstly, the Brexit Art Machines being installed in London for the month - and my Confused Flags are in the stacks to vend! I really am so excited! I am making more at the moment. Wobbly borders, misfit motifs, double-sided issues, foggy substrates and crossed meaning are my favourite themes, along with very some confused stars and stripes. Here is one of a star nudging boundaries:

These drawing are not by me, they are by Bernard, my partner, who is a painter and has kept notebooks for many years.
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These pages are from my favourite notebook of his. They fascinate me because of his writing and symbols mixed with images on each page. I have been looking at them again this week in connection to my own work; his texts, diagrams, sketches, found objects and images combine on each page to make something as mysterious to me as the Voynich manuscript. I would like the same intrigue in my own work, using my unreadable writing and mixing it up a bit.

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Images by kind permission of Bernard M Griffiths

The February sun has started swinging around into the house, triggering my early spring habit of going around observing shadows cast through glass.

Once again I have ink-stained fingers from cleaning my Rotring technical pens, trying to persuade them to work after a long hiatus while we moved house last year. It took two hours of Saturday plus Sunday morning to restore them because they had been left unused lying on their sides for so long. There was ink everywhere, but the joy when they finally started running again made it all worthwhile! It was like being reunited with very old friends I hadn’t seen for quite some time. I find the quality of the line gut-deep inspirational and it makes me want to get going.

I took an almost total break from unpacking boxes from the house move this week and immersed myself in creating nocturnal gardens; more Binky McKee work (I really must get around to updating Binky's website!) The bottom two images read like a cartoon: (1) Trees disturbed by noisy jiggling stars, and (2) Trees organising the stars. The Binky McKee website may not be up to date but I am posting images on Instagram, link here.

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An uneventful yet busy week, and just like everyone else in the UK I am posting snow photos. The snow continued, and continued to fall until we were snowed in and immobilised. It was time to help out neighbours and pull together as a community. I made lots of soups and broths. It is amazing how much time was spent shovelling snow every day. Pavements and paths were impassible. Even the dog got housebound for a few hours when an avalanche fell from the roof, depositing nearly four feet of snow in front of the back door.

- Digging a path outside our house, where the snow wasn't so deep, to get the dog into the garden the long way
- The thaw began slowly in a drip-freeze pattern
- Daggers!
- Buried things began to emerge
- Avalanche from the roof
- Bubble bath
- Frog
- Owl
- My small drawings looking really smart in their mounts

Finally, I spent three days mounting my drawings to go for framing for my show in April. Deliveries of materials and food were delayed due to severe weather conditions. There were rows of empty shelves in the supermarkets. My work resumed at last towards the end of the week, and I finished the mounts yesterday afternoon.

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