Oil lamps tonight whilst we work and talk.
We arrived with supplies and took in the surroundings of this old farmhouse. Only remedial work has been done to preserve the integrity of the structure and provide some limited comfort like a hot water
tap in the bathroom.
We walked, this afternoon, up behind the house to the path of the old railway line.
George Todd found this place in 1962 on a trip from Norfolk up to Gatehouse of Fleet. He took on the house as a holiday place for himself and his friends, which included Cate’s parents. George was a designer printmaker and there were some of his fabrics around the house.
We drew, collected, photographed, sketched. Thinking about making a shelter in the glade making a video of us making, collecting, just being.
Sisterly bonding, sounds of sheep and cows, fields of buttercups and rabbits. Old floorboards, proggy mats, crochet blankets, tin bath, solid fuel stove
Cold Keld
Self-directed, micro-residency in an old farmhouse in the Upper Eden Valley. Holly, Cate and I, onetime studio mates, but forever sketching mates, take up residence for 4 days of disciplined work in a sparse environment to see what emerges.
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