24th August – 1st September Lauren Curl who is currently in Mexico for the month of August has a solo show at La Buena Estrella gallery in Mexico City, opening on 24th August. English and Spanish texts below: La Buena Estrella gallery presents the exhibition Pruebas/Tests, a selection of the works produced by the artist […]
August 12th. After struggling with the idea of ‘bridges’ to hold the various pieces in place on the cut plywood sheets for each toy I have decided to abandon them altogether. The bridges are very small, about 1mm and are engraved rather that cut, at 2mm depth in the 3mm plywood. This holds the pieces in place but when they are pressed out there are often small splinters of ply. This is not good in a toy.
So I am now going to eliminate all bridges and instead use paper transfer paper, as used in the sign making industry to transfer cut vinyl lettering etc. This is very cheap adhesive paper on a roll, many widths available; I will use 150mm (>A5) as I generally aim to cut A5 sheets so as to have easy and consistent packaging.
When cutting is complete the plywood is left on the cutter bed and the paper tape applied and pressed or rolled down firmly.
The integrity of the piece is maintained, separation of pieces is easy, no splinters, no engraving needed.
The two toy boats I have been working on came back from Cut&Burn, the tugboat was almost entirely right, just a few minor corrections. The image above is missing the cabin mid-deck, it was not quite right. Just a few corrections and alterations then a second cut next week.
I stumbled across the article today http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2017/03/06/elizabeth-bishops-art-of-losing whilst looking for a particular poem, and here it is. There are some other works be her in the same article. Her poems invariably inspire me to try harder. Having done some losing of my own recently…
The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn’t hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster. I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went. The art of losing isn’t hard to master. I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster. —Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident the art of losing’s not too hard to master though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
Just back from Spain and Portugal and the certificates which should have arrived six weeks ago were not in the mountain of post. Quick phone call and copies were sent straight away. So I now have three registrations, two toy boats and the helicopter. Two more boats still at the boatyard stage, but shouldn’t take long.
Finished sewing the bamboo silk screen-printed fabric, to make a pair of Gelert climbing trousers. Now to finish the quilt and a third bag.
Oh no! The dog really did eat my homework; the backpack bag I am making had the stuffing partially removed by my dog.
At Bower Ashton yesterday; spent almost two hours in Fabrication laser cutting. This was to make perspex versions of the three press-out toys (helicopter, trawler and ferry) to be used as bedside lamps and/or decorative lamps. Continue reading