Salts mill is filled with lots of lovely things. All of which I wanted.
We went into Salt's mill through the main big entrance instead of going in at the far end , we came upon a film room with The fax pictures and a film of them being made. David Hockney made these pictures by sending them by fax to Salt's mill from Brazil. These fax pictures can be seen in this room. Fax machines can produce a lot of prints cheaply.....and Hockney designed pictures that can be sent as a series of fax sheets. The pictures were designed for the machine as he determined how the machine "sees" colours and shades.
This big print is the first thing I saw today straight through the entrance......
Portraits by David Hockney in the 1853 gallery. This is a massive space of an old textile mill filled with art and delicious gorgeous things to buy. All the tables are heaving with books I would own in a flash of my mascaraed eyes. Lee's eyes started to water as soon as I picked up an Erte calendar......The price or even the mention of the price made him want to weep......
I persevered with my very imaginary shop for my Christmas present(S)!!!!! And here we have inks and pens.....coloured pencils and the beautifully designed Windsor and Newton ink boxes. These were an ultimate fave at college. As an art student in the late 1970's I could afford all this stuff! Well I did not have a mortgage, dog or food to pay for. We did not bother with all that. Not even the food part. Just cider it was then.....after cider came lager and then of course wine bars became the thing....so it was White Australian wine all the way. I had an extensive collection of these inks.....oil paints and gouache in all colours. no expense spared. Wine obviously did not cost so much back in the day then......... I had them all the way up to moving to Yeadon about ten years ago......I gave them to a fellow artist as they were never used any more...... Does not stop me wanting to buy them all over again now......
Inspired yet ? to start drawing and painting again? I have not drawn anything for well over ten years........I was never what you would call a "good artist" anyway. I can not draw very well at all in the conventional way people expect from art classes. I got into Bath Academy of Art back in the day it has to be said. .....It was my "antisocial difficult character" that got me in. I refused to socialise at the group interview! When asked what I thought of some of the crappy art on the walls I told them in true Yorkshire frankness.
"it's crap loves"
And so I became a very difficult student at Bath Academy of Art in 1979. I was never a good student but I had an interesting character. So I started my collection of strange clothes, inks, fabrics and some dolls. The rest as they say is history evolving still.
The brushes!!!! another addiction...Now brushes I do use......Lee was beginnig to feel faint as his bank card began to figit in his pocket....
Frida Kahlo book!!!!!! I told Lee I wanted this for Christmas......£35.00 (ONLY!!! as I told him) He began to weep again.
Now these......these I really do not know if I like. ...in fact I have thought about it now....I don't. But they are beautiful I suppose, And I have been here a lot and they are always here. So either they are not for sale or no one else likes them either.
And then of course the Hockney chair......Where would I put this? well I could clear out the log cabin completely and this could be the main and only feature..........
Hey! good idea. Oh look! Lee is weeping hysterically. It is possibly priceless anyway.....Just heard on the radio that a Hockney just sold for 70 million......and he is still alive. !!!!
So this morning is Friday and I am still in bed listening to the radio. I looked out and saw mist....mist...and more mist. I am out until 9.30 tonight so decided to give myself a break and stay in my lovely warm bed. There is not a lot to take photos of any way....So I have given yesterday's water reflection photos a rejig.
here they are........
The heron on the river Aire at Saltaire. We had just eaten lunch down by the canal, and walked along to Robert's park. Lee spotted this Heron.....
So here we are at Friday yet again and I am listening to radio Leeds. Last night they did a pub crawl and quiz in aid of Children in need. They are still broadcasting from Otley this morning....from the Black bull pub in fact.
It is Friday. It is Otley day as ever. I wonder if they will still be there ? Any way...20p shop here we come. This is probably where I will actually end up with a Christmas present from......I bet they won't get the Frida Khalo book I want...........
