I went to an exhibition at the weekend in a super little private gallery in Norfolk called The Capsule.
The very talented and very lovely daughters of my dear friends John & Kate were invited to exhibit some of their fabulous work in The Capsule and it is their exhibition that I went to see.
Their work is brilliant and hugely diverse.
It is done with nearly everything you can think of to create with – pens, pencils, crayons, paper, cameras, ipads, paint, clay and many more. I really think they could make art with just about anything.
The exhibition is a collection of just some some of their stuff
Both girls are hugely busy and enthusiastic artists. Millie loves photography and Jess loves ipad art but their talents spread across everything they try.
And their work has such charm and freedom of expression.
I loved it all.
The entire day was a delight
Setting up, chatting to those viewing the exhibition and watching the girls pieces being so well received made for a super atmosphere.
The interest was phenomenal and I hope it has encouraged them to carry on with even more lovely work.
They were so professional in their dealings with people, it was wonderful to watch and I’m sure they learned some valuable lessons.
I imagine it would be quite daunting for such young talent to put themselves out there but they seemed to take it very much in their stride and rose to the task wonderfully.
Their talent is endless!
It was a completely lovely exhibition.
It looked like the girls had a great time and there were lots of visitors to chat to about their work.
The interest was keen and a lot of their pieces were sold.
Their sales were across the exhibition; some originals and some limited edition prints which will be despatched to their supporters soon. The sculptures were just about sold out and I don’t think they went home with much.
I am myself, the the proud owner of a few of their pieces and I am delighted with them.
So, people, you saw it here first!
Watch this space because I don’t think this is the last you will see of these super talented young ladies.
We had the greatest of pleasure in accepting an invitation to a private viewing of Neal French’s latest exhibition that took place in Norwich during October of 2014.
We have been to his viewings a number of times before so we knew we were in for a treat.
We aren’t fortunate enough to own much of his work yet although we do have four lovely verdigris wall plaques from the early 90s that represent the four seasons and we love them.
His figurative sculptures are, however, what he is best known for and they are completely wonderful.
All of the pieces are taken from life studies sketched into his sketch books in prolific numbers or they are inspired from photographs taken while he and his wonderful wife Pam’s have been on their travels.
He regularly has commissions whether they be The Grosvenor Group for a West End installation, a bakery organisation installation of Figures on a roundabout in Spalding, a group of figures outside a village hall or a private piece in someone’s garden.
A lot of the commissions are life size and wonderful for it but it was lovely to browse through these smaller bronze and ceramic figures that formed the most part of this most recent exhibition.
They are all exquisite, made all the more lovely when you can see the thumb prints from his hand workings before they are cast and captured but also because some of the subjects are known to us.
Having spent a little time with the gentleman himself (who would not be as prolific or as well organised as he is without the endless and terribly important support of the marvellous Mrs French, Pam), the pieces come alive as he accompanies discussions about them with a fascinating back story.
Added to all of this (as if there needed to be more), he is an incredibly lovely, rather interesting and very talented man indeed.
All of his work is fabulous and all fabulous for many different reasons but my favourite from this exhibition is by far Shopper.
After such excitement over our gorgeous new coffee machine, we have had some disappointments.
Our lovely machine blew something inside and was no longer safe to use with water and steam spewing out everywhere.
We were back to our traditional italian stove top coffee maker for a while and still loving our coffee.
But we missed the frothy milk and the espressos that JC likes. Coffee and hot milk done the old fashioned way just wasn’t hacking it.
After all it is still a bit of a faff using the stove top and a milk pan and even a wonderful morning coffee we can get from our wonderfully seasoned old campaigner hasn’t hacked it really.
We are busy and things need to be as easy as possible really
Having taken full advantage of our lovely friends thorough research, we are now the proud owners of a Nespresso Pixie with aerochino!
And it is wonderful
And it is easy
And there is no mess
And it is cheaper than buying beans and ground.
And we have found a fantastic clever devise for storing our pods that can be fixed to the underside of the kitchen wall cupboard. Right on hand but not seen. Marvellous.
Or mounted on the wall like a piece of art.
Finding the flavours that are right for us but it is fun trying and we have had some very helpful tips.
I feel coffee love again!!!
Love or hate them cactus are amazing!
My gran was an enthusiastic grower and appreciator of cactus and I wish I knew what happened to her wonderful collection when she died.
My dad has his theory on my Gran’s love for these spiked green wonders and it is something along the lines of her being in good company……
I don’t mind admitting that I LOVE a cactus.
I have them (they are practically the only green thing that I have indoors) in my home.
I wonder what it really does say about me and my gran, then?
I’m not bothered about succulents (pah!! pretenders!!), I love the full blown, nasty, needle covered cactus that is impossible to repot and will remind you (in no uncertain terms) what they are capable of if you forget yourself and get too close.
They are the perfect architectural designer’s accessory and even if they are hugely uncool at the moment, this designer loves them.
I love them!!
I love them for their architectural grace and interesting shapes.
I love them for their unforgiving ways (hmmm? some might say…….).
I love them because they work perfectly in our understated london home which is mostly white with grey furniture and walnut floors that is only coloured by the contents of our shelves AND a carefully placed cactus here and there.
They are neat and contained so they also fit in with my deep love of order and tidiness.
It is in complete contrast, I have to say, to the outside which is a mix up of colour (not too much), green, wild stuff, compost and things not necessarily in the right place (rhubarb).
Every time I look at one of my little beauties, my gran comes to mind.
What could be wrong with any of that?