Hot coffee cold salad what’s not to like
Party
Lifeless lavender ‘stone a crows’
Working with the clay
Suns come out
Jennifer juniper
Outbuilding
Reclaimed ,Slate ,studio an all
Hear the beat and keep it simple 
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Slate Whispers cheers open the beer
Good emotion that’s taking me over
Tension an release
Warm to the idea
Coffee or beer
A bit like pulling a weed up
Final result will be different
Takes a while to get it
Plastic paint fast oils
Allow your mind a move to Make
Gonna wait till the midnight hour
My art practice starts to flower.
Slate art bubble warped and gaffer taped
All the way to Portugal !
slateart
Love notes etched on the heart
Love notes needs a little repair from time to time
Just like the love that inspired them
“Words from the heart morphed into art”
One hundred and ninety two love notes
Etched canned heat
‘Come and see -choose one
I’ll cut it for you’
A little product made just for you postcard #1
Like it Presents/Presence new show
28thNovember – 10th January
In Sheffield you know Cupola Contemporary Gallery
I hope that my work reflects and transmits,even to a small degree the exhilaration and joy I feel when I created them. Tech support has been a pleasure without which reinterpretation would not be possible giving us a presence.
Poem
Sit yourself down
Take a look around
Colour to invite
Big interest in a small space it’s a new life for Lovenotes
Road swings round for better things
Take a right to your delight
Love note concept / progress
Postcard #1
Project survival,going on,failing better results
I see
What about a play on Laserables ll black surface/white
Etch those love notes
One at a time Jill lass
Found a product !
Fantastic
The laser light is not forgiving 1.5mm
Ditch the spray go to Hindleys in Sheffield
I’ll make a postcard wait and see
If I like it I’ll make two or three
Perhaps maybe some sweet day
For these postcards people will pay
Hey Mr Postman
I’ll make a Postcard wait and see
If I like it I’ll make two or three
Perhaps maybe some sweet day
For these postcards people will pay
Home to Gallery
Think cut and create
Black out poetry
Paint absorbing
Eye burning
Laser cut type oh
Typography
Driving force in all forms of communication
Love Notes
Love notes need a little repair
From time to time
Just like the love that inspired them
Love Notes
Once you get a certain distance into a project it begins to take on a life of its own,talking on momentum you
have to go with it. By challenging the singularity of art making at the same time enriching my own practice
growth takes place. “Love Notes” is more than a memory it’s imminent.
I feel happy to be invited into the Epiphany Gallery Wakefield for the May 27th Artwalk. From Cole Porter to Canned Heat blame it on the boogaloo beat, musical notes can stir the soul love notes can melt the heart
A walk in art is a new walk daily
Opportunities abound
Jo puts a face to accounting
I can be a artistic director be it only for Tuesday’s 11 – 3 from the the ninth of June for five weeks.
I’m putting you in the picture please come to see us the Red door is open
The Epiphany Gallery Wakefield.
Giant pocket
How does our life experience
Effect our inner and outside world
What drives us to be creative ?
You do well to ask
Everything absolutely everything baby.
Is it just knowing you can create something
someone else can.
Back ground nature to nurture
Those ” same it” games as children we shared
boats
wakefield
Stacking up
Filling that giant pocket.
Creative Wiring
Red light on
Yellow dark
Blue notes
Flick switch
Love notes
Pockets of thoughts string together
Words from the heart have morphed into art
They come back round to you
Find a wall then install.
A good use of blue
Colours warm the music to you
Funk snap shot jazz notes
Mars violet
Colours to imbue
Red pulse.
Window dressing
No messing
A chance to challenge the singularity of art making
My acrylic laser cut process
Creative wiring.
Love Notes
Emotional memories escape
Get them back
Value them
Showing people round
Digital
Roller coaster
Changing the way you think
Let’s talk of our life…Loves schemes .
To the studio I go
On a Wednesday just like before
Remember slow speed / higher power
400/15 setting for success
Power on, there’s no light its out
One sheet does plenty
Broken pieces still to cut.
“Jills got some perspex& she wants it painted black
No other shade will do she wants it painted black
It’s her last piece of perspex which she painted black”
Kitchen Window Pane
A bonus for us both to share
Is when we have the time to spare
To come together
Both in love
It’s what we’re always thinking of
From a studio this test piece came
Work is done I’m heading home
To you my thoughts do roam
Words from the heart have morphed into art
They have become perspex prose
A clear view
