Showcases: Wood

Samvado

Samvado

After a psychology degree of too many words, hands demanded outlet so began with the materials freely available, wood and stone. Wandering the woods and fields soon led to a feel for local nature, craggy ground beneath my feet and uplifted among the vertical world of trees. Trees are made by light, mostly of air and rain, sounds obvious but there’s little mineral, the roots don’t suck out a huge hole under a tree. This growing story is left as a tideline in the grain. It is how the ocean of life has written itself there in the rings, one more each year, in slow time, in one place, abiding. Trees are radial beings, temples of light.

Stone is in cosmic time, the cooling remnant of stardust which formed a crust to stand atop the molten core. In Cornwall sea eaten cliffs show these cooling contortions, in the unusual Serpentine of the Lizard, and the coloured Granites indicating where tin and copper minerals were likely. Tin and copper make Bronze for a new age of work. Metal was poured white hot to some moulded idea, sword plough or mirror.

The natural worlds of wood and stone are materials which tell their own stories of growth and decay, of continual change, caught in the snapshot of a piece of work. From raw material to finished piece the language is of form and texture, in rough and smooth, intricacy and simplicity. Sometimes the overtness of the material means we forget to see it with fresh eyes. Stone is not wall, wood is not floor, that is just the familiar furniture of our primitive world, our primal mind. Recently discovered, a 3000 year old Grecian Bronze mask still has a look of surprise. When familiar stops, mental furniture revealed, we look anew. The intent of art is always present.

Susie C Breeze

Susie C Breeze

I moved to within three miles of Britain’s most Southerly Point 16 years ago from the landlocked north London metropolis commuter-belt-land.

Working from my own sketches and drawings, using my trusty Peter Child pyrography machine, I create unique pieces inspired by the beauty I see in the world around me.

Variety seems to be the spice of life. I love to tackle any project; From wedding place settings, coasters, wooden household items, to illustrating poems. Pet portraits to botanical illustrations, bugs and insects to spring hares.

Don Taylor

Don Taylor

Original Cornish Arts and Crafts

Born under a pebble one misty morning, in the Spring of 1961, near Wantage in Oxfordshire.

I moved down to Cornwallshire over 40 years ago, on my skateboard…with all my hair.

Self taught and self fraught I live in a small cob cottage hanging precariously on edge of time itself in a small village somewhere on the Lizard Peninsula…

At the end of my garden is a small workshop where all my creativity comes from an endless supply of tea and Cornish sunshine…