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UDDER

This is OUTSIDER ART, stuff from the UDDER-SIDE.

If you want professionally acclaimed art made from cow's udders see Dorothy Cross. If you just want mammary art see some of the great masters or look up Louise Joséphine Bourgeois. 

STOP here

and SHOP here (soon to be available)

for UNIQUE sea and land-related

(individually numbered) art from the UDDER-SIDE:

STRIMPETS

SNIG NESTS

JU-JU

WILL-ITS

LUCKY PEBBLES

SWISH-SWASH

 

STRIMPETS

STRING+LIMPETS evolved from a beach combing walk along a Scottish shoreline to the idea of STRIMPETS. This fusion of discarded sea-washed plastic and the natural rings left from abraded limpet shells came together in a zen-like moment.

 

SNIG NESTS

SNIG NESTS are the plastic detritus of our association with the ocean, specifically abandoned fishing line. The wondrous and marvellous powers of tide, current and swell have combined to transform linear line into nests to harbour marine creatures, seaweeds and other fragments. The ocean in its wisdom then spits these back to the land where they are collected and treasured.

 

JU-JU

JU-JU is a potentiality. An improbable but possible methodology for warding off the dark side. There is a thin vein of material density between us and the others. Prepare yourself.

 

WILL-ITS

Will it stand up, will it fall down? WILL-IT? Will it, into life. Focus your mind, heart and hand into transforming these special sea washed rocks from special beaches into free-standing rock art. Table-top sculptures the Japanese masters gracefully call ISHI-HANA (roughly speaking 'flowers that bloomed from stones')

 

LUCKY PEBBLES

How many pebbles are there on a beach? How many of them might be considered to be special enough to pick up and treasure? Can anyone imbue such simple keepsakes with sufficient good thoughts to make them lucky? Is there such a principle as 'mind over matter'? Can matter retain memory? Do you feel inclined to take a punt? I comb beaches searching for nature's serendipitous products. Sometimes I get lucky. I can pass this on to you.


 

SWISH-SWASH

This is the sound of the sea breaking on a gentle pebble beach. Swish, swash, swish, swash. It is also a serendipitous range of body-wear items for the adventurous sea-souls among us

 

CREATED MYSTERIOUSLY IN A SPECIAL PLACE, SOMEWHERE DIRECTLY ABOVE THE CENTRE OF THE EARTH

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