52 weeks of drawing my stuff. Week 23

fhaf knife web

 

A beautiful bone handled knife.

It mostly sits in the drawer beneath my sewing machine.

A multi purpose studio tool.

Screwdriver, opener, scraper.

Judging by the slight gunkiness of the end

I suspect a glue spreader at some point too.

My kitchen drawer is full of these at home.

There they are used daily.

As knives.

 

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52 weeks of drawing my stuff. Week 22

fhaf vintage cards web

 

I love card games.

Portable instant fun.

Nearly always easy to learn.

I have lots of old packs of playing cards.

I love the artwork.

I love the battered edges pointing to a game well loved and often played.

I started gathering them with the intention of using them in artwork.

I can’t quite bring myself to use them if the pack is complete.

I chuckle at the thought of beating my neighbours……..

 

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52 weeks of drawing my stuff. Week 21

fhaf plug blog

 

I run an art club in school.

They don’t have any plugs in the art room.

It’s a brand new school. Why no plugs?

I fill a sink with warm soapy water.

The kids think this is the greatest thing.

I am never short of washing up volunteers.

Never underestimate the humble plug.

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52 weeks of drawing my stuff. Week 9

52 weeks Week 9

Marmite.

Love it or hate it.

The expiry date on this is JUN14.

It was hidden under stuff on a shelf.

If ever I am trapped for a long period of time in the studio I will survive on this.

It is still that deep glossy brown.

It hasn’t been contaminated by bread crumby knives and such.

Marmite.

 

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52 weeks of drawing my stuff Week four

52 weeks week 4

A few years ago, maybe four or five, I was browsing in Barnardo’s charity shop. There on the shelf lay a bag of threads. Deep earthy colours wrapped around long cardboard tubes. I was doing a lot more sewing at that time. At 99p they had to be mine. I wasn’t sure what type of thread it was or its intended use, I still don’t. But it was thread. Wound on long tubes. Some almost empty. Some fat with silky thread untouched. They were pretty. They sit on the shelf in my studio. Maybe one day they’ll find themselves back in the charity shop. Not yet though. I still harbour intentions to use them……one day……on some sort of stitchery thing.

52 Weeks of drawing my stuff. Week Two

Week Two

Here it is, a little late.

52 weeks week2

This little donkey stands at roughly 2 inches high. He arrived at the studio as a stowaway. I bought an old battered, hand painted tin from a junk shop just around the corner. It caught my eye – I collect tins-but was more than I wanted to pay really. I’d been window shopping on my way back to the studio. But then came the hard sell. The shop owner worked really hard at pointing out all the lovely hand painted quirkiness of the tin. He opened it up and discovered the bonus of a little donkey inside. I didn’t want the donkey. What was I going to do with a donkey. He was putting everything into this sale, it must have been a quiet day so far. How could I walk away? There was no-one else in the shop. I opened my purse and rummaged to find some money.

The tin does get used. It’s full of art journal prompt cards. The donkey stands guard on the bookshelf. I haven’t even given him a name….. I feel bad about that.