The story of Lee Godie (1908–1994) is a puzzle probably never to be completely solved so far as I can research she was born Jamot Emily Godee in Mudtown, Illinois, as one of a family of 11 children. She married George Hathaway and had three children, however tragedy struck, two of her children died and her marriage failed. From then on (approximately 1968) she lived a transient life on the streets of Chicago. Where she survive as an artist selling her paintings.
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Wednesday, 26 September 2018
Lee Godie II
The story of Lee Godie (1908–1994) is a puzzle probably never to be completely solved so far as I can research she was born Jamot Emily Godee in Mudtown, Illinois, as one of a family of 11 children. She married George Hathaway and had three children, however tragedy struck, two of her children died and her marriage failed. From then on (approximately 1968) she lived a transient life on the streets of Chicago. Where she survive as an artist selling her paintings.
Friday, 16 June 2017
Roots. Dr Jerry Glover and Jim Richardson
Dr Jerry Glover has been researching root dynamics and soil organic carbon and exploring the possibilities and ramifications of changing our agricultural production from annuals to perennials.
These incredible images are of (top to bottom) Missouri Goldenrod, Compass Plant and Wheatgrass were taken by Jim Richardson to document Dr Jerry Glovers findings. The composite photographs, eight to fourteen per plant were stitched together in vertical panoramas to try to capture the incredible 14 foot structures.
Sunday, 11 June 2017
Macbeth at Dunfermline Abbey
It has been a very busy month and last week was an especially busy week.
I have been helping with a site specific interpretation of Macbeth at Dunfermline Abby for Tina West and her Acting and Performance students from Fife College, creating whirling dervish skirts and photographing the event. I have photographed these students performances many times this year and have loved watching them and their performances evolve.
The production included my daughter who took time out from school to participate and it was great to watch her flourish with her role.
This was was an incredibly moving contemporary production of Macbeth with physical theatre, dance and intense audio which dealt with issues of personal and military conflict, pertinent to our age, set within the fantastic grounds of Dunfermline abbey.
The project was funded by Carnegie Dunfermline Trust and was offered as a free event to schools and the Dunfermline community and supported by Historic Environment Scotland.
Friday, 17 March 2017
Sea mouse
No whales were to be seen cavorting in the white horses of the Forth today. However I did find my first sea mouse and I am in awe of this incredible creature.
Thursday, 19 January 2017
Daisy Zuo
These illustrations by Daisy Zuo are inspired by the portraits of people wearing vegetation 'Eyes as big as plates by Riitta Ikonen and Karoline Hjorth. I loved and was greatly inspired by these portraits and it is great to see them being taken into different media by Daisy.
Tuesday, 10 January 2017
Fog
Lately when ever I am on a train, I love taking photographs.
The train takes me where I can't normally go, it is an endlessly changing, fluttering landscape, a challenge to capture through dirty windows, rain splattered windows and the fleeting obstructions of trees, posts and signage. Travelling back on Sunday there was fog through Yorkshire and Northumberland, the light was stunningly beautiful.
Fog is quite magical it distorts sound and vision, shape shifts quietens the landscape and yet amplifies noise.
Wednesday, 28 December 2016
Birch trees and snow
We had a beautiful post Christmas day of snow. Stunning to look at but mostly really unpleasant to be in as it was blown horizontally by an ice wind. However that very wind gilded the snow to one side of the trees making them even more beautiful.
Sunday, 4 September 2016
Xavi Bou
I stop and wonder at birds in flight often so it should be of no surprise to me, the beauty of these time lapsed images gathered by Xavi Bou in a project called 'Ornitographies'. Where he makes visible the invisible patterns of flight.
Sunday, 21 August 2016
Art Late II. Jo Spence
The second delight in the Art Late tour was an exhibition of Jo Spence's work at The Stills Gallery. Jo's collaborative self portraits put a mirror up to the world that shaped her, personally and societally.
"Traditionally, the portrait is typified by the notion that people can be represented by showing aspects of their 'character'. We understand the portrait differently. Instead of fixity, to us it represents a range of possibilities which can be brought into play at will, examined, questioned, accepted, transformed, discarded. Drawing on techniques learned from co-counselling, psycho-drama and the reframing technique we began to work together to give ourselves and each other permission to display 'new' visual selves to the camera." Rosy Martin and Jo Spence
Jo Spence (1934-1992) questioned and challanged everything in her photography it is raw, confrontational and deeply personal, and though she died over twenty years ago now, her archive of 'questions' to normaility still needs answers today.
Thursday, 11 August 2016
Seeking beauty
I wanted to share some of the joy that I have seen in the last few days when I have let my wellies lead me astray from deadlines and pressure to explore and see beauty.
Monday, 29 February 2016
Finding magic
Magic for me is seeing wildlife and this weekend was magical.
When I am away I go out very early and in this quiet time, before most people are up, I often get treats for my eyes and soul.
I get to meet foxes, even special survivor foxes like this one who has lost his tail like 'The Fantastic Mr Fox' of Roald Dahl's imagination.
I see the warm reflection of dawn in icey marshland
The love paths of spring moles.
The crackle of frost.
The flight of whooper swan and majestic ancient trees.
Now I am home and my seagull is peering down at me waiting to be fed.
Have a good week, find magic.
When I am away I go out very early and in this quiet time, before most people are up, I often get treats for my eyes and soul.
The love paths of spring moles.
The crackle of frost.
The flight of whooper swan and majestic ancient trees.
Now I am home and my seagull is peering down at me waiting to be fed.
Have a good week, find magic.
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