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ARTIST: Edward Crumpton
VENUE NO.: 38



Edward Crumpton works at The Hay Loft Studio which is hidden amongst rolling fields of classic countryside outside of Swimbridge. The studio is home to Ed's sophisticated body of work which includes sculptures (such as his sculpture on display at Exeter University), paintings, ink drawings, woodcuts and mixed media pieces. Hay Loft Studio is a must-see part of this year's fantastic ND Art Trek programme!


Edward Crumpton is a member of the Society of Wood Engravers

Edward's wood engravings are detailed and finely executed. I have to admit; I have quite a bit of envy over his beautiful prints. For me, this is just one of those all-to-familiar moments where I cannot decipher whether I want to be able to make such a great print myself or whether I just want a copy (usually the latter suffices).

There are quite a few print makers taking part in Art Trek and opening their studios up to the public this year including; Edward Crumpton, Hilary Paynter, Judith Westacott (Sam Picard's venue) and Nicky Montagu. Not to mention the Five Women Printmakers exhibitions which is currently on display at the White Moose.


 


Edward Crumpton is currently working on a new body of work which is going to be exhibited alongside two other artists' work at the White Moose, Barnstaple from 7 August – 26 September 2015. Do try and pop round to his studio as it is genuinely worth a visit!
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ARTIST: Hilary Paynter
VENUE NO.: 9


Hilary Paynter's studio overlooks the quay in Bideford. I had previously seen Hilary's work at the Society of Wood Engravers exhibition at the Burton, Five Women Print Makers at the White Moose and in her beautifully bound book Full Circle; so I was already familiar with her working methods. The studio was brightly lit; full of Hilary's intricate and detailed wood cut prints, collages, books and other material relating to her work.
 



The two presses Hilary uses date back to the Victorian era

The original wood carving used to create her work for Newcastle Central Station 

Hilary's studio assistant woking on a vinyl print

The finished product!


Visiting Hilary Paynter's studio was a fantastic introduction to this year's vibrant Art Trek program. I can't wait to visit a few of the other participant's gallery spaces/studios.
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Jerwood Drawing Prize 2014 Tour to Devon
May 09 - June 12




The Jerwood Drawing Prize is an annual contest celebrating drawing in all forms. I want to start out by pointing out an observation: there seems to be three types of people that go to exhibitions like this one. One: The Antagonist - they dislike the abstract, original approaches to the task at hand and generally tend to leave bitter comments. Two: The Enthusiast - less bothersome than the first but feel they stand on moral high ground, generally refer to the former as philistines and put far too much emphasis on the few abstract pieces that grace the exhibition with their presence. Lastly, three: The Stable People - just people who don't leave rabid comments or get unnecessarily hung up by the people who dislike the exhibition. I like to put myself in the latter category, although, I did like the hyper realistic submissions more than the abstract in this exhibition. It is that all-to-familiar taste of envy and praise that makes me unable to deny their graphite greatness but reluctant too at the same time. "We are using the same pencils so why does mine look so sh*t?" - one of the mysteries of the universe. 

My favourite piece of all was Charcoal on Sand DAY ONE by Laurie Lax. It had a dream-like, land art movement feel to it (which I can't resist) and I was immediately drawn to the balanced, harmonious feel the photograph seemed to have.







I have since spoken to people who have visited the exhibition; some members of the public were disappointed and, quite frankly, offended at the presence of noise and paint as "drawing". This is understandable, after all, a prize which should be to "celebrate drawing" is crammed full of art works that diverge almost ridiculously far from your traditional Rembrandt-esque drawings. I personally enjoy a little "is it art tho" challenge and revel in the shock of looking closer at a piece and realising it has been sewn. Like I previously stated; the hyper realistic pieces are equally appetising for me, but once every few frames it is nice to have something a little more original to keep you on your feet. Personal preference aside, I do understand why someone would prefer to keep their Saturday afternoon trip to their local gallery non-confrontational. After a short discussion, the conclusion I came to with this unnamed individual was that what was most disheartening was the term "Jerwood Drawing Prize" - this person (who may I add is an art enthusiast) thought a more appropriate term would be "Art Prize" as they found there was nothing wrong with the submissions themselves, rather they disliked the misleading, seemingly wanna-be-cutting-edge bias that the judges seemed to have when picking out works. Others I have spoken to have responded quite positively and focussed on what they liked about the show rather than what they loathed. At the end of the day it is merely what we, as individuals, think the role of a curator is. Are they meant to bring us fresh work and challenge us using art we may not particularly want to see? Or should they only curate exhibitions that are unchallenging and even seemingly bland in their content. 





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A day in The Cabin at Bucks Mills. 

On April 5th 2015 the National Trust property, home to the late artists Mary Stella Edwards and Judith Ackland, had an open day in collaboration with the Burton Art Gallery. Warren Collum, Exhibitions Officer for the Burton, was present and provided information about the artists and their lives prior to and during their lives at the Cabin.

It was a great relief to finally be able to see The Cabin after reading about their lives in the place and seeing the Ackland and Edwards: Read through the Lines exhibition.

I'm going to be honest, the word "pokey" just doesn't cut how small and old everything in The Cabin is. It's more grimy than "vintage" if you know what I mean, which, for me, is surprising as they were living in the Cabin until the 1970s. I expected the interior to be more dainty as their Jackanda's were so beautiful, delicate and refined; however I was wrong to assume that. Interior design aside I found all their little items and furniture very charming. There was a sense of nostalgia and by gone times when looking around their small cottage, the feeling present was almost like they had just left and everything was still there, just where they had last left it. I kept seeing items and thinking "Ah I saw that in a photo" or "Judith must have used this everyday" etcetera.

It was also nice to go down onto the beach as they did quite a few watercolours on the same strand of rocks that are outside the Cabin today. Bucks Mills as a whole is awfully quaint and worth a visit in and of itself. If you didn't manage to go to the April 2015 Open Day then keep an eye on the North Devon National Trust website to find out when their next Open Day is.



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EXHIBITION March 21 - April 27

Great new exhibition at the Burton on the life and work of bideford born man Vernon C. Boyle.

In layout and content this exhibition is quite similar to their previous show Ackland and Edwards: Read Between the Lines. It has a focus on exposing Vernon C Boyle as a person, not just showcasing his work - which, if you like History like I do, makes an interesting day out. The exhibition consists of watercolours, sketches, photographs and items left behind by the artist.

It is an exposition of work that helps us to see the North Devon area in the past through the life and work of a painter.

On a side note; The Cabin, Bucks Mills (the home belonging to Judith Ackland and Mary Stella Edwards) has an open day on Sunday 5th April.





"A Bidefordian by birth, Vernon C. Boyle, sketched and painted, mainly watercolours, throughout his life wherever he was in the world. His love of shipping, the River Torridge and North Devon inspired much of his work. A rower and active member of Bideford Amateur Athletic Club he was particularly interested in recording Bideford, the estuary, erosion, shipping and boats of all types.
This exhibition of selected works makes interesting connections to many of the watercolours of the area by Hubert Coop in the Burton's Permanent Collection, defining an era and uniquely capturing our past.
This exhibition is generously supported by the Estate of Vernon C. Boyle." source
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Exhibition from 28th March - 1st May

Finally, another blog post on an exhibition! I saw this exhibition (Howard Hodgkin: Green Thoughts) at the Burton Art Gallery, Bideford on the day it opened; Saturday 28th March.


The exhibition is on tour from the Alan Cristea Gallery and is comprised of recent prints from the British painter and printmaker Howard Hodgkin. Green Thoughts was inspired by Andrew Marvell’s 17th-century poem, ‘The Garden’ (read Marvell's poem at the bottom of this post). 

A few months ago Tate shots published a video of Howard Hodgkin talking in his studio about an older body of his work, having this background information whilst seeing this exhibition enabled me to appreciate the thought behind each piece more than I would have been able to without watching that short film beforehand. 

The prints are ambient expressions of emotions, the use of colour and depth provoke the viewer to reflect on the art in a way that mirrors their own consciousness in an intimate way.












The Garden

BY ANDREW MARVELL
How vainly men themselves amaze
To win the palm, the oak, or bays,
And their uncessant labours see
Crown’d from some single herb or tree,
Whose short and narrow verged shade
Does prudently their toils upbraid;
While all flow’rs and all trees do close
To weave the garlands of repose.

Fair Quiet, have I found thee here,
And Innocence, thy sister dear!
Mistaken long, I sought you then
In busy companies of men;
Your sacred plants, if here below,
Only among the plants will grow.
Society is all but rude,
To this delicious solitude.

No white nor red was ever seen
So am’rous as this lovely green.
Fond lovers, cruel as their flame,
Cut in these trees their mistress’ name;
Little, alas, they know or heed
How far these beauties hers exceed!
Fair trees! wheres’e’er your barks I wound,
No name shall but your own be found.

When we have run our passion’s heat,
Love hither makes his best retreat.
The gods, that mortal beauty chase,
Still in a tree did end their race:
Apollo hunted Daphne so,
Only that she might laurel grow;
And Pan did after Syrinx speed,
Not as a nymph, but for a reed.

What wond’rous life in this I lead!
Ripe apples drop about my head;
The luscious clusters of the vine
Upon my mouth do crush their wine;
The nectarine and curious peach
Into my hands themselves do reach;
Stumbling on melons as I pass,
Ensnar’d with flow’rs, I fall on grass.

Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less,
Withdraws into its happiness;
The mind, that ocean where each kind
Does straight its own resemblance find,
Yet it creates, transcending these,
Far other worlds, and other seas;
Annihilating all that’s made
To a green thought in a green shade.

Here at the fountain’s sliding foot,
Or at some fruit tree’s mossy root,
Casting the body’s vest aside,
My soul into the boughs does glide;
There like a bird it sits and sings,
Then whets, and combs its silver wings;
And, till prepar’d for longer flight,
Waves in its plumes the various light.

Such was that happy garden-state,
While man there walk’d without a mate;
After a place so pure and sweet,
   What other help could yet be meet!
But ’twas beyond a mortal’s share
To wander solitary there:
Two paradises ’twere in one
To live in paradise alone.

How well the skillful gard’ner drew
Of flow’rs and herbs this dial new,
Where from above the milder sun
Does through a fragrant zodiac run;
And as it works, th’ industrious bee
Computes its time as well as we.
How could such sweet and wholesome hours
Be reckon’d but with herbs and flow’rs!


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