Today and the axe has been fallen along with rain wet inside and out, sweating away
this Sunday. Growing blisters, artful, peeling form hidden deep within the Ash log
ingrained in my subconscience. the wood shrinks and my muscles grow, sweeping away
time, brain numbed in monotonous mallet rhythms, listening to the song of grain conducting
the chisel cuts, directing the inner form to surface eyes.
A day spent carving a great stone pushed to the surface, a pimple on the face of
a green mountain, a mighty rock laid in my path. Have I the right to put my mark
on this age old boulder, swapping strength, fighting for art, hand to stone combat,
surrender your form and I shall bleed without a care, my body will ache until we
meet again partner. Singing together, I hear your tone ringing along with my hammer
and chisel in harmony, rhythms ferried away upon crisp winds to sheep ears, my song-image
that shall remain for years, that birds will look down upon and remark in song. That
shall catch the eye of a walker on by and hold their attention in my mystery history,
like the mystery history of this stone that found me and held me to a promise of
ommissions, most notably a 6’ x 6’ canvas of a male nude featured in Elle Decoration.
The following few years took a different turn seeing her gain a Distinction in her
Masters in Theatre Design at Wimbledon School of Art. Her first job as a designer
was for The Royal Shakespeare Company and subsequently she designed for The Open
Air Theatre at Regent’s Park, Adventures in Motion Pictures at the Old Vic, the opening
season for the Soho Theatre and Writer’s Centre and Sam Mendes’ Donmar Warehouse,
to name but a few. She was a finalist in the Linbury Prize for Young Theatre Designers
in the year 2000 with an exhibition at the National Theatre.
To further hone her artistic skills throughout this period, she took additional training
at The Slade School of Fine Art and Chelsea School of Art and 2006 saw Emma dedicate
herself solely to her passion for painting. She is now a full-time fine artist based
in Canterbury, Kent.
that birds will look down upon and remark in song. That shall catch the eye of a
walker on by and hold their attention in my mystery history, like the mystery history
of this stone that found me and held me to a promise of art.
The creators song, singing the patient verses, that go unheard. all they hear is
the cadence, all you see is what you want but shadows never lie, they just play tricks.