Here we are at the end of the opening day chilling with a few bottles of red, having not written on the blog for 3 weeks now.
Spent most of that time in leaking waders, wetsuits or boats making art & being blown off course in howling gales… do we exaggerate?!
The opening was great with 200 or so visitors viewing the works in blustery, wild, sunny, rainyness….
Looks good.
Comments good.
Visitors local and international.
Job’s a goodun.
Just about to head back down to the ponds after a few days away from the art coal face! A couple of weeks ago I spent a really valuable few days experimenting with materials, making a silicon mould and casting hundreds of tiny wax houses. A good day was also spent towing clumps of weed around / attacking Julia’s trees (thankfully under the guidance of an ex-forester). Both allowed a clear view right up the long pond on which I’m working.
Was great to find that when the houses are suspended above the surface of the water, you can see a carpet of red from the other end of the pond. Not sure how the changing water levels will sit with my piece, but that’s one of the challenges of a new, outdoor environment… Also thought the next door farmers were about to bury the railway hut in a mound of plastic-wrapped hay, but all is well…!