Monthly Archives: October 2014

New work, plans for January

I have very recently completed a work which has taken me around two years to finish. I began it soon after my precious girl dog died, in July 2012. Soon after she died she came to me in a dream, and from above she gave me her skin. I understood the gift of her skin to be a great gift, so I began a piece of work in which I was holding the edges of the skin, the tips between my fingers, with it over my head like a sail or sky of skin. This high sky with its tender underbelly became a struggle to realise and to complete. Now I think it is complete and I see that for me the line of nipples represent the belly of Heaven, the milk of Heaven. I’ve been reading Marina Warner’s great book about the Virgin Mary, and the chapter on the gift of milk is illuminating and beautiful. Where the manifestations of the physical and the divine meet.

The Sin-Eaters watercolour and gum arabic on paper 56 x 63 cm 2014   I have called the picture The Sin Eaters, after reading about the souls who eat the sins of those who wish to enter Heaven.

London: I will be working with Marc Almond again in London in December, and in January I will be working with the Freedom Collective, at the Espacio Gallery, making anti-art: I’ll be working with monotype to tune into people who will become co-creators of drawings and monotypes.

I have very recently completed a work which has taken me around two years to finish. I began it soon after my precious girl dog died, in July 2012. Soon after she died she came to me in a dream, and from above she gave me her skin. I understood the gift of her skin… Read more »

Dark Mountain, coming home from London, working with Marc Almond….

I had a hectic two days, going to London on the early train; reading Marina Warner and Elisabeth Bronfen. I saw a young cow and a black bird chasing a large fox from their field, in a playful way, it was great. I thought of my day ahead, and felt supported. Walking up Park Lane I saw three very fat sleek cars outside the Dorchester Hotel. One was a Bugatti, it looked gold-plated….I felt somewhat un-groomed as I drew near to Mayfair…

Working with Marc was again a huge pleasure and I was very pleased with the works I made in response to him sitting quietly near me. We  spoke of the birds in our gardens, and the animals in our lives. Marc talked about the old beliefs that you could have three dogs in your life, and when you died, they would all be waiting for you at the gates of Heaven. I love this thought!

At home all I wanted to do, after London, was be in our beautiful little garden, such a jewel of brightness and richness. I picked a bunch of cosmos and a handful of tomatoes. In the post there as a parcel, it was the new Dark Mountain book, a real beauty, and I was delighted to see how gorgeous my painting looked inside. So proud! Thank you Charlotte du Cann and the Dark Mountain team.

 Feeding from the fire below Watercolour on canvas 50 x 80 cm Kate Walters 2012 Birds bathing in the garden

I had a hectic two days, going to London on the early train; reading Marina Warner and Elisabeth Bronfen. I saw a young cow and a black bird chasing a large fox from their field, in a playful way, it was great. I thought of my day ahead, and felt supported. Walking up Park Lane… Read more »

Dartmoor, wilderness, Salve and Shield of my Heart.

The beauties of Dartmoor have helped me to re-establish my equilibrium. Walking on the springy turf, with sky before, behind and above is the greatest joy for me. Sweeping moor, clad in purple, gold and green serves as the shield and garland of my heart. Tiny churches with ancient yew trees as guardians provide another sanctuary. I look up, and keeping still and quiet, see the raven come with her croaky call; buzzard above calls me Heavenwards; I draw clouds, I see the souls of babies there, bodies growing softly, enormously, smiling there above me like the face of my mother I saw moments after her death. How happy she looked as she sailed skywards!

Little crowd of sheep, Dartmoor, September 14        Baby sky Frankie being a pin up on Dartmoor, September 14        ancient Yew Tree, Holne churchyard. Garden, Buckfast Abbey Sept 14      web spiderlings stretching like smoke Saints of the rood Screen Holne Church.     Holne church interior with fine rood screen

 

Holne Church rood screen 1480      On Dartmoor, looking at Frankie On Dartmoor with ponies and dogs, long walk!

The beauties of Dartmoor have helped me to re-establish my equilibrium. Walking on the springy turf, with sky before, behind and above is the greatest joy for me. Sweeping moor, clad in purple, gold and green serves as the shield and garland of my heart. Tiny churches with ancient yew trees as guardians provide another… Read more »