Field Notes
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Archive
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Venue:
Cooke's Studios -
From:
August 08, 2024 -
To:
August 31, 2024 -
Location:
North West England
Curious encounters in the garden Dragonfly Felt tip pens and brush. Carole Day I often sit in the garden just listening to the birds and watching the butterflies, bees and various insects flying around. One late afternoon, in the long shadows, […]
Birthmark Rose and Heart by Carole Day. Felt tip pens and brushes. When I was born I had a bright red birthmark on my upper left arm. I don’t really remember it much, but my mother said that other […]
Trainers. Pencil. Carole Day Geranium on the Windscreen. Felt tip and brush. Carole Day Strange Objects Every so often in my life I have come across strange objects in unexpected places that cannot easily be explained. I find these encounters […]
Mending the Coverlet. Coverlet Detail. by Phyllis Griffiths (my grandmother) and Carole Day. Textile and felt. Mending the Coverlet Some things cannot be mended. Some can. When my sister’s husband, Nick, died following a motorcycle accident, a kind of chaotic […]
Shivery Dog Shivery Dog in the Garden by Carole Day. Sepia ink pen. When my brother Michael died, and we moved to Esher Road, I guess I must have been lonely. Although I don’t remember being with Michael, my mother […]
Mind Burst by Carole Day. Felt tip pens and brushes. Meditation When I was working in Acton on the Mobile Libraries, one of my colleagues, Judith, introduced me to meditation. Judith didn’t practice meditation herself, she attended the sister School […]
Orange Juice and Cod Liver Oil. Felt tip pens. Orange Juice and Cod Liver Oil Being a child in the 1950s would probably seem very strange to those living today in the 21st century. However, there were some rather homely […]
Chestnut Leaves by Carole Day. Ink and brush on paper. 75 Cambridge Road no longer exists, except in my memory. My Grandpa sold it in the 1960s; the lady next door also sold her house and now there is a […]
Snowflake by Carole Day. Ink and brush on paper. A Path through Time Preface I began writing these episodes when Edwin, my husband, was seriously ill in hospital with little prospect of improvement. He was in danger for a long time, […]
An illustrated series of anecdotes chronicling episodes in my life.
An Arts Council England supported project seeking to engage a broad national and international audience in discussions around heritage, migration and interconnectedness
I continued to research the New Forest, traversing the land, accessing archives and meeting with relevant arts professionals and local organisations to try to identify potential opportunities. The bursary not only provided me with some resources but also a vital […]
In the summer of 2018 (again thanks to the support of the bursary) I was able to invite artists on fieldtrips to the New Forest to visit areas of interest and discuss possibilities, narratives and opportunities that it prompted. Artists […]
We are in conversation with the Forestry Commission and various other local communities and partners to inform our activities in 2019. We are planning and fundraising to present a series of artist-led events and performances throughout the year. Mary Cork […]
The redeveloped City Observatory site on top of Calton Hill will feature a new exhibition space for emerging artists and producers in Scotland, plus a new shop selling unique artist editions and specially commissioned products.
For ‘A Woman’s Place at Knole’, six female artists including 2017 Turner Prize winner Lubaina Himid have responded to the usually hidden, gendered stories of an historic National Trust property in Kent to produce artworks that span painting, sculpture, film and online. Judith Alder reports.
spring is in the air, the clocks have gone forward and there’s been some movement within the non linear project. i’ve done some more filming and been able to present the work so far to the arts and heritage group […]
i really must clean the front room windows, the puppy has been doing her nose art thing again and the view of the outside is muted because of it. i’m looking for the words to begin my post about my […]