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OK then! I’ll chuck it all in together and you can sort it out yourselves!

Right, the shed has 2 quite different confirmed activities for this summer, and a third one being discussed… and she might make it to my final show, you never know.

The first one is next month. From 12th June to 12th July (ish) My shed will sit in the lovely Worcestershire garden of Rachel Barnes, who is doing sterling work preparing her acre for the National Gardens Scheme, under which she opens her garden for charity, and last year had over 500 visitors – which for her first year is amazing. The garden is lovely, overlooking rolling Worcestershire fields. It is a family garden with rabbits, ducks, dogs and children, and Rachel still makes it look beautiful. There are little achievable vignettes that make you stop and sit and contemplate for a while, thinking you should be able to do similar in your own garden. You’ll not find perfect rows of obsessive planting, but a working garden, worked by someone who clearly loves it. I don’t know where she finds the time as she also runs her business – Hatfield Interiors – from here, alongside her shop and tea room!

What my shed will do is sit in the middle of it, overlooking the views, sheltered by huge old trees. What happens inside is up to the artists and musicians that book themselves in (contact me through my website if you’re interested). Some days will have loads of visitors, some won’t have any. The open weekend will hopefully have troops! Take a day, or half a day, or more, retreat, write, draw, play, stitch, perform, paint, exhibit… whatever floats your boat. Leave some words or work pinned up for the next people to look at and respond to if you like. Get booked in with a complete stranger and collaborate! I’m hoping that in amongst the hurly-burly I’ll get to retreat and spend some calm time there myself, to write, sew, draw, think. There is no charge to sit in my shed, neither will there be a payment. But it would be nice if you contributed to the charity while you were there.

From there, the Shed will be hot-footing it over to Stourbridge for LOAF. July 14th and 15th. She will grace the courtyard at the Coach House and be filled with wonderful live acoustic music… guitars, harp, double bass, violins, accordion, and beautiful voice after beautiful voice. I’m very proud of this little event, that grows every year. The quality of the art and the music gets better and better, as do the cakes.

As the organisation of these events goes on, I’ll no doubt be letting you know.

The garden in question is:

http://www.ngs.org.uk/gardens/gardenfinder/garden.aspx?id=22910.

If you have queries about the garden, contact Rachel, but if you’d like to know more about the shed, contact me through my website: www.elenathomas.co.uk

LOAF can also be found on the events page on my website, complete with links to all the musicians playing, so you can have a sneaky listen before you come. I’m also going to be doing some sort of SoundCloud release/download opportunity too.

Too long a post, sorry! Got carried away!


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I’m torn…

Should my Shed have a blog of her own this summer? She’s got a few outings to herself, and plenty going on. Or should all these goings on be included in my “Threads” blog to keep the interest there? Lots of my work overlaps, but the Shed is one thing that could have a life of her own, bubbling along in the background, having her own adventures. I’m leaning most favourably on the side of keeping all my threads together, that’s why I called my blog threads in the first place really. I know many people have a new blog for each project – Julie Dodd particularly successfully. It can be read in isolation, just the bit you’re interested in, and have a coherence that chucking it all in together lacks.

However… I’m a chuck it all in kinda gal I think?

*shrugs*

Dunno.

(sounding more like recalcitrant teenager with every post!)

Also…

Because I’m a chuck it all in kinda gal, I’ve never had a plan.

Everything I’ve done, since leaving school really, has been spontaneous, accidental, incidental, co-incidental. Jobs have landed in my lap, or I’ve found myself in the right place at the right time – serendipitous – good word.

But…

At my age, waiting for something to fall into my lap could be seen as a waste of time. I could be “working towards” something. I could still be open to serendipity, but organise myself to be in the right places maybe. At some point in the next say… ten… years… I’d quite like to be in a position to say “from now on, I shall be an artist, and only an artist, till the day I die” What a wondrous, joyous, felicitous day of song and dance that will be!

Meanwhile…

I need an income, so I need the job, and I’m very lucky to have the job I have.

*shrugs*

Pipe-dream.


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Mouth and Music is a monthly event held by the lovely Heather Wastie in an unlikely gallery space above an unlikely pub in Kidderminster. The welcome you get is great though.

I’ve been thinking for a while that I’ve been skirting around and politely ignoring the performance elements of my work. I write poetry that gets stitched, or I record myself singing. But these words are never spoken to an audience. Having been introduced to Heather over mutual friends on Facebook, this seemed like a good way to dip my toe in the water to see if I liked it. I gathered up the friend who would be most likely to get something from the experience and off we went. I had a moment of panic in the car park when I realised I had invited an English and drama teacher to my first ever poetry reading… schoolgirl error perhaps.

There was a theme of weddings which was applied fairly loosely – people either didn’t know, or ignored it. I happened to have about my person a poem I had written for our wedding anniversary (an absurdly large number for a woman of my youth). It was ok, so I did another one, the original Lullaby poem that eventually got turned into the song (If you ferret around in a determined fashion you can find a link to it on my website).

I quite enjoyed myself, was complimented on my confident performance(pretend), and had other poets recommended to me. It was fun, and I’ll probably go again. The question is, will I start to include performance in my work?

*shrugs*

Dunno.


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Really annoyed that I’ve left my camera at work over the long weekend… I’ll add photos to this later.

Despite thinking the stitching for the footprints was going to take weeks, I finished them 2 days ago. Quite like them, but because of the colour of dress and thread, I’m unsure whether the footprints in the sand reading will loom too large. It’s one of those things you don’t see fully till it’s done. I’m on the lookout for another adult garment (probably dress, but haven’t ruled out the father figure as yet) so that I can try doing shoe prints instead.

If I make another adult piece, and make it less nice, if I hang it with the yellow dress it will change it hopefully, if part of a pair.

I think I was super-motivated to get the dress finished because I had this little white baby dress with a boot print on. I sat all day yesterday stitching and this is now finished(tendonitis also looming). I think this is much more satisfactory as it’s not so nice as “footprints in the sand” dress. (I have to stop calling it that.) Well, it’s nice (must use thesaurus for alternative to nice), but when you get up close it changes. I like that balancing point…. How long do you look at it for, how close do you get before you go….”urghhh”? I feel when I hang these pieces I should observe and make chalk marks on the floor at the point where “aah cute!” takes a turn for the worse.

I’ve started eavesdropping on conversations between parents and children, and jotting things in a notebook as I sneak round the corner. I might start whispering into a dictaphone.


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