Thanks Val, after all those fascinating prints of belemnites
and ammonites I was wondering how to progress the blog. There are so many beautiful beasts out there!
Fortunately, things
have a way of just happening and on our dog walk yesterday morning, who should I see
but a fox outlined in the morning sun and just
about to cross the frosty path in front of us. Fortunately I managed to put our lurcher,
Poppy, on the lead before she saw him or picked up his scent otherwise the two
of them would have been chasing through woods and over fields for the rest of
the morning.
I took it as a sign and thought about a poem by Ted Hughes called 'The Thought Fox' which is part of his debut collection The
Hawk in the Rain [1957]. He perfectly
captures the ethereal, almost magical quality of a fox moving across the snow at
night. You can hear him reading the poem on 'youtube' if you're interested http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WHclDG71OlA
Absolutely wonderful and a great source of inspiration!
THE THOUGHT-FOX
I imagine this midnight moment’s forest:
Something else is alive
Beside the clock’s loneliness
And this blank page where my fingers move.
Through the window I
see no star:
Something more near
Something more near
Though deeper within darkness
Is entering the loneliness:
Cold, delicately as the dark snow,
A fox’s nose touches twig, leaf;
Two eyes serve a movement, that now
And again now, and now, and now
Sets neat prints into the snow
Between trees, and warily a lame
Shadow lags by stump and in hollow
Of a body that is bold to come
Is entering the loneliness:
Cold, delicately as the dark snow,
A fox’s nose touches twig, leaf;
Two eyes serve a movement, that now
And again now, and now, and now
Sets neat prints into the snow
Between trees, and warily a lame
Shadow lags by stump and in hollow
Of a body that is bold to come
Across clearings, an
eye,
A widening deepening greenness,
Brilliantly, concentratedly,
Coming about its own business
Brilliantly, concentratedly,
Coming about its own business
Till, with a sudden
sharp hot stink of fox
It enters the dark
hole of the head.
The window is
starless still; the clock ticks,
The page is printed.
Next step - to draw a series of small sketches in my sketch book to work out
ideas for a lino cut, and the line about the fox's nose touching the
twig makes such a vivid picture in my mind. I need to decide on
tonal values, position and size of the fox and what sort of background to use
so these sketches are a quick way to try out ideas.
Should I use a different
block for each colour or use the reduction method and print different colours
using the same block? ...Decisions, decisions.
By Wed this week I shall have some first prints done even
though the image may not be finished so
join me then if you can and see what decisions I made and how things are
progressing..........
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