Spring Fling and the Prize Draw

Last weekend was the mighty open studio extravaganza in this corner of Scotland which is Spring Fling. Ninety-three artists and makers across our region opened their studio doors to welcome in the interested and curious public.

There was an enormous amount of preparation to get my studio and all the work ready and a level of exciting adrenalin-fuelled panic that far surpassed rational sanity.

The doors opened while the final signage was still being tied into place on Saturday morning at 10.30am and the fun began.

Even though I have taken part in several Spring Flings by now, I was still surprised when nigh on nine hundred visitors came to my studio over three days.

They smiled, looked bemused, chatted, asked very pertinent and informed questions, and explained how my painting based on feelings of loss of self, resembled a dolphin cavorting in the waves.

Some managed to control the urge to reach out and touch textured surfaces and some did not even try, caressing the surprising and irresistible silky warmth of beeswax and resin.

Generous words abounded and my ego bathed in the unctious balm of honied compliments. I was thrilled when people spent a great deal of time looking and looking and was careful not to seem too inordinately shocked when some wished to spend much more than the price of one of my newly printed cards.

During the event I was offering the chance to win one of my pieces in a free draw. Again I was amazed when over 100 people entered, showing such enthusiasm to win!


A small display showing some of the influences and processes in creating the work

Today my daughter Meg drew a strip of paper out of the box. And the winner is...

Kathleen Amoore

and I hope she will enjoy my work.


"Ready 3" - the prize painting

So my thanks go out to all of you who took the time to come and see me. In so many ways it was worthwhile and a pleasure to welcome you.

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