Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Karen Risby

Karen Risby is a ceramic artist based in rural Suffolk, England.

Risby obtained her degree in Ceramics at Camberwell College of Art, working and living in South London for many years before moving to Suffolk to set up her new ceramic studio.Her work is an extension of her love of drawing, exploring pattern and line using both brushwork and sgraffito, a process that involves scratching back into the painted surface.Risby takes inspiration from nature, myth and story telling.Birds are a prominent feature of her work, often interweaved with landscapes, people and places.

 Risby’s work is hand built and hand painted using porcelain slip, stains and oxides, she fires her work to stoneware.More of Karen Risby‘s ceramics can be found at https://www.karenrisby.co.uk/.

 

 

 

Faerie Paths — Birds

Wilson’s Bird of Paradise

 

 

Be like the bird, who
Halting in his flight
On limb too slight
Feels it give way beneath him,
Yet sings
Knowing he hath wings.

– Victor Hugo

 

 

 

The beauty of the world…. — Purplerays

Such a beautiful, simple message…had to repost this evening….

via The beauty of the world…. — Purplerays

Sunday Evening Art Gallery on Thursday — Johan Scherft

Johan Scherft was born in 1970 in Leiden, the Netherlands. At an early age he showed great talent in drawing, and also an interest in animals and nature.

The birds he observed inspired him at a young age to make birds out of paper, hand-colored with colored pencil.

With these self-created models, and other drawings, Scherft was accepted to the Royal Academy of Arts in The Hague.

Johan Scherft has been working as a free artist since then, working in various disciplines such as painting, etching, drawing and illustrating.

Scherft designs  cardboard models of animals, especially birds.

He meticulously paints these realistic and life sized animals and upon completing the craft they look as though they would fit seamlessly into nature. 

More of Johan Scherft’s incredible work can be found at http://www.johanscherft.com/

 

Bird Brain…Again?

I was driving to work this morning, and once again I came across a murder of crows — actually, three murders. (Would that be murderers?) And it got me thinking — and remembering — a little post I did back in September of 2014. So, while I ponder the meaning of life and and crows on the asphalt, have a smile with this —

 

 

BIRD BRAINcrow

I was driving to work this morning when I passed a bunch of crows on the side of the road (who ever decided to call a group of crows a ‘murder’ anyway?), doing whatever crows do. A few seconds later there was a single crow on the side of the road, doing the same thing.  Now, being the kind of gal I am, I started to wonder — what was that single crow thinking?

Now, I didn’t necessarily want to become on of those people who anthropomorphize (give human characteristics and emotions) animals. The crow was probably not thinking at all. But let’s let reality fly to the wind and let fantasy take over.  I started thinking of what he/she might be feeling:

(a)  oh…woe is me….no one wants to pick the gravel with me…no one likes me…I’m sooooo aloooonnnneee…

(b)  man,  I am so glad to be away from that group of big mouths. They’re such know-it-alls. I don’t need crows in my life like that…

(c)  won’t you flyyyyyy……freeeee bird…..

(d)  what do you mean there are other crows around here?

When you start to think about things like this it starts to look like a Rorschach Test — everyone sees something different.

Me — I kinda wanted to pick all of the above. A … no…B! Mmm…I’d like it to be C. Or most likely D.  I’m so confused! Just like my life!  When I’m feeling down, I would pick (a), cuz I’m convinced no one likes me; when I’m peeved at the world it’s definitely B; when I’m feeling great there is no other choice but C; but most of my life it’s probably D, cuz I often don’t know what’s going on around me.  It may seem confusing, but it IS fun.

What do YOU think the crow is thinking?

Bird Brain

crowI was driving to work this morning when I passed a bunch of crows on the side of the road (who ever decided to call a group of crows a ‘murder’ anyway?), doing whatever crows do. A few seconds later there was a single crow on the side of the road, doing the same thing.  Now, being the kind of gal I am, I started to wonder — what was that single crow thinking?

Now, I didn’t necessarily want to become on of those people who anthropomorphize (give human characteristics and emotions) animals. The crow was probably not thinking at all. But let’s let reality fly to the wind and let fantasy take over.  I started thinking of what he/she might be feeling:

(a)  oh…woe is me….no one wants to pick the gravel with me…no one likes me…I’m sooooo aloooonnnneee…

(b)  man,  I am so glad to be away from that group of big mouths. They’re such know-it-alls. I don’t need crows in my life like that…

(c)  won’t you flyyyyyy……freeeee bird…..

(d)  what do you mean there are other crows around here?

When you start to think about things like this it starts to look like a Rorschach Test — everyone sees something different.

Me — I kinda wanted to pick all of the above. A … no…B! Mmm…I’d like it to be C. Or most likely D.  I’m so confused! Just like my life!  When I’m feeling down, I would pick (a), cuz I’m convinced no one likes me; when I’m peeved at the world it’s definitely B; when I’m feeling great there is no other choice but C; but most of my life it’s probably D, cuz I often don’t know what’s going on around me.  It may see confusing, but it IS fun.

What do YOU think the crow is thinking?