Friday, 4 December 2009

Kit Williams

the only links I can find about Kit Williams is this one

or this is the Portal Gallery with his recent paintings for sale

and the other lovely book is this Bee book

There are others with is wonderful designs in

or this one

both of which seem to be hard to get hold of.

Ah Well it' something to save up for!!!

Miss Tallulah Blue

I did a show in Dartmouth last weekend(
and will be at the local Village show this Saturday

Saturday 5th December 2009 2pm ( santa arrives at 2.30pm!!!!) Briantspuddle Dorset.


This is my blog for my creative endevours. have a look!!

In my sleep I have dreams of tassels and textiles and bright shiny beads.

I started life in the sun on the Island of Malta, I have an Irish Passport, an English Rose for a mother , grew up in the green of the middle counties and now live in deepest darkest Dorset.
My home is down a country lane where the cowslips billow in the space where the pavements should be and on a clear crisp night, the moon gives you shadows bright enough to dance with.
But my name isn’t Miss Tallulah Blue, but we may be related… I Think.!

I was born with an impatient squeal and a needle in my hand, and have been stitching all kinds of shiny things ever since. Bags and scarves , and coats and corsets.
I’ve made Elizabethan ruffs for a queen singing Opera, and PVC catsuits for boys on skates. I ran away with the Circus …..but I came back!!!

A while ago, not too far back I received a letter, yes, an old fashioned letter on rich creamy paper inscribed with a flourishing script and a faint smell of leather and spice. It was sent by Mr Levi J Russell. A gentleman who “ looked after the affairs of his clients” ,and was most intriguing.
It informed me that a lady by the name of Miss Tallulah Blue, was a distant relative of mine . She had left instructions that in the case of her disappearance, various items that she held dear, were to be passed to me. The letter gave very few details and no hint of the items that I was to receive.

A few weeks went by and the memory of the letters promise floated to the back of my memory, not quite faded , then the Trunk arrived. It was ancient , battered ,obviously well travelled and big enough to hide a body in but held something much more exciting!!!

As I opened the lid a perfume of such exotic nature enveloped me, it sang of Kasbahs and cafes.
Inside , carefully wrapped in brightly coloured papers were lengths of cloth, pieces of delicate lace, braids and beads from the far flung corners of the world. My very own treasure of textiles and treats.
There was a brief note , hastily scribbled on the back of a faded and ancient looking map, it was from Great Aunt Tallulah.!!!!
She told me of her dream of travelling the world collecting rhymes and tales of women and there skills with a needle. She also collected samples of the fabrics and trims from her travels. She was still alive but , for reasons that would be explained later , she had to keep moving, but she wanted these tales and Textiles to be used and appreciated.

“Use these Pieces to make your dreams come true”. was what she wrote. so that’s what I have done, I sew “Whimsy’s and Fripperies from fabric and lace.”

Every so often I receive a package from Miss Tallulah Blue, they come from all over the world, sometimes they are wrapped in newspapers or have pages of a travel journal or diary inside . These are making a very interesting read, maybe I’ll share her adventures with you, I think you’d like my distant relative MISS TALLULAH BLUE………

JULY 13TH 2009

Thursday, 3 December 2009


I watched this programme about Kit williams last night. I adore his work. I have a copy of Masquerade from 1979 and the answer carefully written out in my neatest hand writing, I was only 13.
That started my obession with HARES & then the follow up about Bees.

I would love to own some of his paintings, maybe later. I wish there was somewhere to view his more recent work, If anyone has a link do let me know

Thursday, 5 November 2009

back to the village

This is the Village a 10 min walk from home, very pretty, full of thatched cottages.

The Village Hall & the shop

walk into the woods

Lead the way bold exploreor

I love the trees

This part of the wood always remind me of Russian fairy tales.

walk part 3

Levi takes the lead

Down the hill

Now we'll go off into the woods

walk part 2

along the top road. it's marked as a Roman road. it's so straight. and has that wonderful tree tunnel

shall we cut through the woods? not yet

Mind the Fungi

Shhhhh! we're being watched. We stood & looked at each other for a good 5 mins, then I bowed politely & went on my way. a truly magical moment

Dorset in Autumn

We're going for a walk , want to come?

up the lane

Past the dead , but oh so beautiful twisty tree

Near the top now

More twisted wonders

Dorset Orange

Orange being the favourite at the moment.

happy halloween .
this is my treat bucket, it was full of sweeties, but as no -one came a knockin' Well we had to eat them all.

These beauties where purchased at one of the many road side sellers. all round here people put out flowers/ fruit/ veg that they have grown, to sell. you just leave the money in the 'Honesty box' it works too!!

there are seeds inside these lovely lanterns,Hopefully I'll be able grow some next year.

Sunday, 1 November 2009


We went out for the day, out of Dorset and over to Devon, over Exmoor National Park, over to the wonderful Lynton,and then through the Valley of the Rocks, very spooky on Halloween at dusk. and home.

A dark & brooding Exmoor on the top.The wonderful clouds

The wonderful Lynton , an exquisite example of Victorian Seaside splender

The cliff railway coming up from Lynmouth

Sweet teashop at dusk

The wonderfully over the top Town Hall

the splender that is 'The Valley of Rocks hotel' if we had had time I would have loved to go in for Afternoon tea.

And the Valley of the Rock Valley itself