The Bluebird Card Company
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or stay a while and have a look this blog > mainly about sculpture and photography along with a couple of childrens short stories
and other ramblings dating back a decade or more
but if you're still here, before you go, here's a little bit about the cards
The card company is a new venture and an attempt to make some sense of the desire, on a wonky planet in the age of extiction, to create, and to earn a crust with jam on it please, along the way
The original water colour paintings from which the cards derive are whimsical and fanciful and are a combination of the 'art of the possible with the trickster medium that is water colour' and an emotional, rather than a 'pictorial' or representative view of a vista or scene
It's a mixture of the liberation of cubism & the discipline of psycho-geography. A landscape is represented from multiple perspectives & any emotional response, any sense of peace or joy experienced, is, well, hopefully anyway, transliterated onto paper in a way that is both evocative and also contains kernals of truth about the way we may experience the earth
It's a licence to kill, in terms of composition and colour, with none of the constraints of the camera, the 'mirror with a memory', and offers
a forest as a lone pine or a grave yard as a stone & hawthorn flowers in the representation of tree, as outsize giants nestled in the foliage
Alder trees plays catch with the ball of the sun, over an ancient drovers road
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Cubist notions & a whimsical approach to colour takes care of the romance or the visceral feelings that a landscape painting can sometimes evoke & hopefully, the extended & maybe poetic extended caption nods toward a psycho-geographic approach to understanding the painting The Lower Crossing at Pentre Higgen, above, is captioned as follows Fording a tributary of the Dulais River, the lower crossing at Pentre Higgen in
Y Mynyddoedd Duon, Cymru, the Black Mountains, Wales must be haunted with memory
There’s the remains and ruins of many farms and homesteads here,
along with a building locals still call ‘The Old School’,
for the then youngsters of this vanished community
There’s a spring just higher than the crossing in this painting,
rising from a mossed and gothic arch,
and I often think of the erstwhile inhabitants of these now near disappeared dwellings,
trudging up the dingle for water, to return to what must have been the most
rudimentary of homes in the remotest of locations
So there we are! What more can we want thana bit of cubism &a dash of psycho-geographydistilled via earth pigments and all on a card & neatly packaged along with an envelope?
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Y Mynyddoedd Duon, Cymru, the Black Mountains, Wales must be haunted with memory
There’s the remains and ruins of many farms and homesteads here,
along with a building locals still call ‘The Old School’,
for the then youngsters of this vanished community
There’s a spring just higher than the crossing in this painting,
rising from a mossed and gothic arch,
and I often think of the erstwhile inhabitants of these now near disappeared dwellings,
trudging up the dingle for water, to return to what must have been the most
rudimentary of homes in the remotest of locations
