Local Linos

Local places captured in simple lino form. I have been taking local buildings, sights and views and translating them into simple linos. Here are just some of them and, of course, there are many more to capture yet.

Structures

Seeking Structure

A trip to the Palatine region of Germany inspired this print which is part of a series taking inspiration from a weather beaten castle on a small mount in the forest. The walls were worn and pitted reflecting inner thoughts and emotions.

Festive Jumper

This  simple lino cut is my Christmas card design – a warm red jumper with holly motif.  I love wool, woolly jumpers and knitting. As I have just resumed knitting a jumper which I started knitting over 6 years ago I was inspired to put a festive woolly on my Christmas card.

Cranes

I have been obsessed by the Dockyard cranes for some time. ‘Cranescape’ is one of my favourites. I have recently been working on an etching which combines the cranes with naval ships.  ‘Daring’ is a work in progress – it has a long way to go. Etchings take time, there are many processes to go through (etching the line, aquatint, adding textures and so on) and you don’t know exactly what you are getting until you take it out of the acid and make a print.  ‘Daring’ may have a number of reincarnations but i will get there  – watch this space.

Rapt, an Edition.

I have just completed an edition of Linocut prints which I have decided to call ‘Rapt’.  The image is based on a sculpture I saw at the annual exhibition in Chichester Cathedral Cloisters.  The sculpture by Kate Denson and is entitled “Sun Day Worship”.  It is of a young woman sitting on a bench, with one knee drawn to her chest.  She seems to be lost in some sort of reverie; be it of sorrow, fancy or epiphany.  She is alone with her thoughts and unaware of the world around.

Rapt
Rapt

Sewing the Wind & Reaping the Whirlwind

Continuing my schoolboy morbid fascination with World War 2 and the horrors of mass bombing.  In the Lancaster bomber, trapped in a searchlight, seven airmen face mortal peril.  Down at ground level it’s no picnic either.  The city is ablaze and the population is fleeing.