I'll be back in Kirkcudbright again this year, for their 10th anniversary trail.
Venue 51 has my name on it.
A tent in the garden of a museum may seem like an odd place to display illuminations, as would a tent in a ruined monastery in Lindisfarne. However, the poster I have just made to describe what I do has helped me put into another visible form the underlying art of Wordsmithcrafts.
My medium is time. Time is incarnated and also that which gives humans duration. Wordsmithcrafts art involves producing works, often aesthetically pleasing or functional works, but the art lies in the production of them - or the use to which they are put.
Today I have discovered online chemical supplies. Tannic acid, raw materials like Borax, none of the fancy wrapping. I'm also rediscovering writing, and remembering how to describe it in a way which will highlight the respect it deserves. When you write with iron gall ink on vellum the words hover, almost translucent, for a while before forming a permanent chemical bond with the skin.
Just as the meaning of a word is an act of discovery/creation/recreation/discovery ... and an example of the fusion of will and submission, the process of writing in ink goes beyond just painting pigment onto the surface.
So much for the philosophy, now I nee