Monthly Archives: April 2017

Dark Mountain US Collection

I’m very happy to say that my work is featured in Chelsea Green’s new Dark Mountain US collection, Walking on Lava:Selected Works for Uncivilised Times on their on-line shelf.
Dark Mountain have just announced it on their website.
Here is the Facebook post:

 

I’m very happy to say that my work is featured in Chelsea Green’s new Dark Mountain US collection, Walking on Lava:Selected Works for Uncivilised Times on their on-line shelf. Dark Mountain have just announced it on their website. Here is the Facebook post:   https://www.facebook.com/DarkMountainProject/posts/1315784228520932  

The Iona Notebooks

I’m delighted to be able to announce that my book The Iona Notebooks is available now from the publisher, Guillemot Press.

Here is the link…

https://guillemotpress.wordpress.com/kate-walters/

Woman of the Horses Watercolour with ink stick, 2016, Kate Walters, 35 x 45 cm approx for email   Orkney drawing

 

“Kate Walters is an artist rooted in a more shamanic, mystical tradition. She engages with place through dreams and visions, the flow and dribble and pour of paint and ink, the scratch of hesitant pen and pencil. Iona Notebooks (Guillemot, 2017) presents some of the work from her residency on Iona, living and working in the wild.

The beautifully presented full-colour book is accompanied by a set of postcards of land- and sea- scapes, bright and joyous, clear and forthright, whilst the work in the book is darker and stranger, accompanied by simple fragments of text, sometimes scratched into the work reproduced here. Deer and moose and horses and dogs and birds all cluster around the artist, sometimes literally depicted nesting on a figure’s head, elsewhere looming vaguely into dreamscapes, crimson and maroon emerging from layers of white. Both writing and painting are sensual and evocative, hermetic even, full of feeling and emotion, desires and a longing to commune with the earth and its inhabitants, both seen and unseen. It is engaging, disturbing and entrancing work.”   Rupert Loydell poet and director of Stride.

Full review   including other books about place here:

http://stridemagazine.blogspot.co.uk/2017/05/three-ways-of-looking-at-landscape.html

Extract from the review by Nicholas Usherwood in Galleries magazine, May 2017:

“on the edge of Bodmin moor, new (2016) independent publisher (poetry,art books, pamphlets) Guillemot Press and visionary artist-writer Kate Walters, comes to fruition this month with an exhibition – and publication – of the latter’s extraordinary ‘Iona Notebooks’. These come from some three periods of time working in her residency on this intensely sacred island; notebooks full of words set down with her eyes closed, drawings made in chapels at dusk, paintings and monotypes all creating a powerful sense of an artist ‘dreaming ‘her way through the landscape, both backwards and forwards in time, ancient and modern in the same breath’.”

Mountain horse sleeping Kate Walters watercolour 2016 Coming Rain   Hill over sea   Swan Cloud

 

 

I’m delighted to be able to announce that my book The Iona Notebooks is available now from the publisher, Guillemot Press. Here is the link… https://guillemotpress.wordpress.com/kate-walters/       “Kate Walters is an artist rooted in a more shamanic, mystical tradition. She engages with place through dreams and visions, the flow and dribble and pour… Read more »

Tremenheere Residency third visit…

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On a violet slope in strong sun I move into damp shade beside my dog, she chews nut husks lying on the ground.

A raven walks among the low-growing violets. My mother loved violets, I would sometimes buy her tiny bunches of violets and post  them to her, far away. She would unwrap them from their little damp nests. I’m reminded of a dream as I write: An envelope was coming towards me from Japan, it was carrying an egg; I was worried it would be broken, but it arrived  intact.

I sit in the sweeping green and think of my home, shut-up, closed; my seedlings unwatched…

My flank is cool pressed against flattened stems, bee holes,my fingers make shadows like leaves on this page. I am grateful that I have arrived.

The black birds walk across the grass, then take off together wordlessly, soundlessly.

A young tree filters sun and air. I connect with you, feathery pine, through my left side. You open your arms to the south, brace your back to the invisible cold north. I send my awareness to you.

Connecting through fluids, through song, through the hands of men. Awaiting protection I call, listen, shadow tethering, arc-ing web, moss and fern curling as animal gait stilled.

The trees carry creatures, water streams, planet gives seeds, men bring them to this place, plant them, leave.

Shine, song, shimmer, shadow, stilled. The lost one, the one programmed to die, the laughing bird, Sun opening head, making a pan, a valley, a garden.

You are around me in the air, I pray for you.

I hear people speaking, happily. Children laugh and bound, bright as birds.

On a violet slope in strong sun I move into damp shade beside my dog, she chews nut husks lying on the ground. A raven walks among the low-growing violets. My mother loved violets, I would sometimes buy her tiny bunches of violets and post  them to her, far away. She would unwrap them from… Read more »

Zoomorphic magazine March 2017

I’m very happy to be featured in this month’s Zoomorphic magazine. Here is the link:

http://zoomorphic.net/2017/04/kate-walters/

I’m very happy to be featured in this month’s Zoomorphic magazine. Here is the link: http://zoomorphic.net/2017/04/kate-walters/