Another wet, miserable Sunday. No boot sales now until next Spring. The next issue of FLOSS has been compiled from the pages sent in by 9 participants. Will post them tomorrow. Today I put them in envelopes and rubber stamped and decorated the outsides This afternoon we went for a walk to Shackerley mere to feed the stale bread to the mad swans, geese and ducks. One hungry swan waddled out of the water to chase us a few yards before giving up and slipping back into the mere. Hazel, Archie and Thomas (from over the road) are lighting the last of the sparklers and roman candles. The old cardboard boxes from the coal shed burned very quickly and now some smoking wood is all that is left on the bonfire. Time to get some dinner on.
A page from the book Hazel bought me for our anniversary.
And another one.
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A kind of diary, a log, a ramble, nothing to do with the Flowerpot Men. My life as an artist, a collagist, a rubber stamper, a networker, a dad , a letter writer and a postcard maker. Observations about this and that in no particular order.
I grew up in the home counties around London during the 50's and 60's. Went to several art schools including Southend ,Chelsea and Manchester. Trained as a painter and printmaker but now mostly using collage. Collect novelty songs and old mail art amongst other things too numerous to mention.