Hey Friends. I’ve got something really special to share. Recently the very talented Jo Dolby spent a day in the studio capturing my work on video, and here is the result! When she first showed me the film I was almost moved to tears it was so beautiful! Please take a mo’ to watch and please feel free to share. XI
I have a couple of pieces of work in an exhibition in a beautiful garden in Bradford on Avon. It is part of the Bradford on Avon Arts festival. We went to have a look at the garden last week and it really is a beautiful setting. I will be at the opening on Saturday night, 6 to 9.30. and I will be demonstrating letter carving on Sunday 19th from 11 to 4.30. Come and say hello if you can make it, or call in and see the show.
It’s been a little slack recently so I have finally had an opportunity to update the website. I have adjusted the categories and uploaded a whole heap of new images, and edited some out too. It is easy to get behind on this kind of activity when your so busy making stuff. I have also found it encouraging to look through new work from the last couple of years and to see how far I have come and all the interesting projects I have been involved with. If you have a moment please check out the new, improved iaincotton.co.uk
Here is one of the new additions. A really striking memorial in Portland and Kilkenny Stone for Kensal Green Cemetery in London.
I am taking part in the Cam Valley Arts Trail this weekend. It is a really well organised event with twelve studios and shared exhibition spaces, and a program of workshops and demonstrations. The venues are located in the villages spread along the Cam Valley, south of Bath. Check out the website for further information. My studio will be open for visitors from 11.00am to 5.00pm on Saturday and Sunday. I have had a good tidy up and assembled an exhibition of sculpture and lettering pieces. I shall be working on carving an alphabet too during the weekend.
This week’s progress report has seen me painting the letters, and inlaying the brass acorns. Why paint those beautiful letters I hear you ask?
Well, when the sunlight falls across v inscribed letters they stand out really nicely, but this is England and on a dull day in November the contrast can be a little too low to reveal the letters at their best. So I have painted them the same colour as the stone, but a tone darker than the stone when it is dry and a tone lighter than the stone when it’s wet, adding just enough contrast to help with legibility when the light is rubbish. The paint is made by the German manufacturer Keim, and it is micro-porous, very hard wearing and has a sympathetic mat finish. This sensitive choice of colour should weather sympathetically as the marker ages too. A big thank you to Theresa Llewellyn who helped me paint 3 coats into 409 letters, thus keeping me sane!
The Marker is finished and ready for installation on Thursday. I don’t feel like I can fully relax until it is safely installed. I am looking forward to seeing it in position in its wonderful site in front of the historic Market Hall in Chipping Campden. It really is a lovely intimate space..
I am envigilating this afternoon at the Bath Society of Artist members exhibition. I am showing “Road 2” a small sculpture in Irish Blue Limestone. If your in Bath call in and see. There are 56 paintings, prints and sculptures. Lots of great work. It is at BRLSI in Queens Square, until 18th October, from 10 to 4, Monday to Saturday.
I became bored of counting every letter and every hour. I seemed to suck some of the joy out of it. So this week I have tried to cultivate a more relaxed attitude. If you are interested I have carved about 70%. More or less on target. I took a few pictures as the autumn sunshine reached into the workshop and spilled over the stone.
The images relate beautifully to the T S Eliot quote around the outer edge. Text, image, light and letters finding a poetic synergy.
I was really pleased to have found this quote, as it seems to vividly capture the experience of the Cotswold landscape.
Now the light falls
Across the open field, leaving the deep lane
Shuttered with branches, dark in the afternoon
T S Eliot. “East Coker”, from the “Four Quartets”