Last Night The Moon...
Wall hanging, framed in stained ash. Gouache and watercolours on black Fabriano paper. The poem reads: 'Last night the moon came dropping its clothes in the street. I took it as a sign to start singing. I fell up into the bowl of the sky, it broke. Everwhere falling, everywhere, nothing to do. Here is the new rule, rule for this season. Brake the wine glass, break the wine glass. Fall towards the glass blowers breath.'
Materials and techniques
Gouache and watercolours on black Fabriano paper. Design evolved in pencil and laid down with red wax "carbon" paper then freely written with a metal nib over the top of this framework using Windsor and Newton gouache and watercolours. The red wax underlining has been allowed to roll back the colour from certain areas and in the writing the nib was occasionally lifted on one or other side to give a nick into the edge of a letter - usually done to enliven the ajacent counter space.
Note taken from Maker file.