The Artwork

 

Felt and Collage pieces.

 

My work is inspired by the sea and by the myths and legends associated with protectors of ships at sea. I am fascinated by the totems and folklore of the buildings created for the purpose of those left ashore waiting for their safe return.. Hidden in tiny churches across villages in every land are starry ceilings and paper boats, angels clutching sailing ships and the collective baited breaths of loved ones in prayer..

I have always been drawn to the depths, colours and textures of the seaside. Drawn to the power of the sea and also the nostalgia of childhood summers spent in the sand and on the pier, I feel it is a simple and wonderful connection which those by the sea are linked by, within the vast changeable fringes of an ever changing seasonal horizon.

My work evolves and grows organically when it is being created until it is is finished! Collages are created using a mix of acrylic, ink and different textured layers of papers, with the addition of touches of sparkle.

In my felted work, I hand roll each piece and build up texture with fleece and fibre . These pieces are then stitched together and needle-felted, embroidered by hand or on the sewing machine and manually and lovingly nurtured until the balance is right and the colours sing.

In My figurative paintings, I am celebrating the feminine archetype  the mothers, the sisters and the daughters, celebrating the everyday wonder of hearth and home and the magic within. They represent the tastes and smells of our connections with those we love and have loved. The excitement of treasures found in the bottom of a drawer, an envelope of old photographs, the feather found between the pages of an old travel book . These are the building blocks of good things we take forward and share with our children. Creating a piece of art for me becomes the essence of storytelling and magical surprises. My figures are suspended in time,  the fleeting moments of dreams, standing alone or hiding in the shadows of secret worlds. Real or imagined, they are the keepers of deepest memories and childhood stories.

I am a collector, a treasure keeper, a magpie, I cant help it! Bottle tops are little boats.. sweet wrappers are the glint of an angels wing, there are ideas and beginnings everywhere..

I have spent my life stitching together fragments of inspiration. In journals, sketchbooks, helping others to formulate their ideas and develop their own language.

I am interested in the hidden layers of magic within a painting or a collage, the way that materials react against each other:  in how colours and materials can be magically transformed, creating new depths , surface textures and plays of light.

img_5496.jpgA large part of my life so far has held my art contained in my home, my friends homes! and my sketchbooks.. Given over to bringing up my two stepsons and my daughter, largely alone, and managing pain from a debilitating health condition. But it never stopped growing and evolving, as did the dream to share what I was learning and experiencing with other people.

I do love a little bit of colour!

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Love Creating….

 

Hello!!    So delighted to have finally put this together, as it has always felt that there was sooo much I wanted to share, and find out and put into one place. There have been previous blogglets and the dedicated face-book pages, but this will be….. the beach diary / shop space/ Pandora’s box of information and diary of all things lovely which we love in our new life by the sea… in our forever home.

I am Liz Walker, artist, maker of coast inspired creations, handmade felts and textiles, cards, cushions and bags, provider of workshops of creative sparkle to makers of all ages and abilities. I was a high school teacher for 18 years, as well as having my own business after leaving Edinburgh Art College in 1994. Like many people, the life I imagined way back then , grew legs and walked the other way.. or in my case didn’t.. !!

I have arthritis, and I live on my colourful  crutches! But through a variety of set- backs, and dragon quests, something amazing happened.. When life gives you lemons… I found that I wasn’t going to give up. I found that I still existed, even on the worst days, and that there is always a way through. I am a perpetual filler- upper of half empty glasses ! My daughter and I are the hosts of creative classes for wonderful people of all shapes, sizes, ages, abilities, and  experiences!  Bringing a blend of creating and calm, to a cornucopia of places, where, sometimes, we meet you, sometimes we meet old friends, and sometimes, if we half close our eyes….. magic happens . These experiences are now limited due to the nature of my condition, and are therefore even more special and valued.

We are also Liz and Leah and we are two of a kind. Mum plus one… and best mates  … (well most of the time….!!!)  there are some dubious moments … did someone say 8 going on 18? But mostly…. adventurers and intrepid explorers of all that is inspiring….. a team, who work together to bring our idea to you. She is a helper extraordinaire and has already shown great promise in the creative and organisational skill dept! Keeping going has also been achieved with an incredible mixey bag of friends , who pop up and help, and make it all possible.

We have a newly nearly decorated  home  by the sea… we have a sack-load of experience, ideas and projects you can do with us, or in your own home. And I hope this forum might be somewhere that ideas are shared too.

We have great friends but more are always welcome!  This is the diary of what we do. This is our scrapbook, and our photo album and our space to find out what you’re up to and sometimes to stop and listen to a bit of good old fashioned wisdom….. or just to look at inspirational pictures, you can never be lonely if you are armed with a smile, an open heart and a willingness to learn……….so, grab a bucket and a crab sandwich and….. .Until we move into our dream space on the beach, this is Liz’s Beach Hut.. It’s wherever we are! !  See you soon…xxx  Love Liz

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Welcome to Our Space


Hello!!    So delighted to have finally put this together, as it has always felt that there was sooo much I wanted to share, and find out and put into one place. There have been previous blogglets and the dedicated face-book pages, but this will be….. the beach diary / shop space/ Pandora’s box of information and diary of all things lovely which we love in our new life by the sea… in our forever home.

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I am Liz Walker, artist, maker of coast inspired creations, handmade felts and textiles, cards, cushions and bags, provider of workshops of creative sparkle to makers of all ages and abilities. I was a high school teacher for 18 years, as well as having my own business after leaving Edinburgh Art College in 1994. Like many people, the life I imagined way back then , grew legs and walked the other way.. or in my case with my legs .. didn’t.. !!

I have arthritis, and I live on my colourful  crutches! But through a variety of set- backs, and dragon quests, something amazing happened.. When life gives you lemons… I found that I wasn’t going to give up. You forget making lemonade, you make limoncello vodka jelly instead.. I found that I still existed, even on the worst days, and that there is always a way through.  This story didn’t happen in a straight line, and telling it wont be.

I am a perpetual filler- upper of half empty glasses ! My daughter and I are the hosts of creative classes for wonderful people of all shapes, sizes, ages, abilities, and  experiences!  Bringing a blend of creating and calm, to a cornucopia of places, where, sometimes, we meet you, sometimes we meet old friends, and sometimes, no, a lot of the time, in amongst the laughing and mess, if we look at our warm ,friendly spaces….. magic is happening . These experiences can now be limited for me though, due to the nature of my condition, and are therefore even more special and valued.

We are also Liz and Leah and we are two of a kind. Mum plus one… and best mates  … (well most of the time….!!!)  there are some dubious moments … did someone say 8 going on 18? But mostly…. adventurers and intrepid explorers of all that is inspiring….. a team, who work together to bring our idea to you. She is a helper extraordinaire and has already shown great promise in the creative and organisational skill dept! Keeping going has also been achieved with an incredible mixey bag of friends , who pop up and help, and make it all possible.

We have a newly nearly decorated  home  by the sea… we have a sack-load of experience, ideas and projects you can do with us, or in your own home. And I hope this forum might be somewhere that ideas are shared too.

We have great friends but more are always welcome!  This is the diary of what we do. This is our scrapbook, and our photo album and our space to find out what you’re up to and sometimes to stop and listen to a bit of good old fashioned wisdom….. or just to look at inspirational pictures, you can never be lonely if you are armed with a smile, an open heart and a willingness to learn……….so, grab a bucket and a crab sandwich and….. .Until we move into our new dream space, in our village near the beach, this is Liz’s Beach Hut.. It’s wherever we are! !  And wherever you are.. IMG_4289

See you soon…xxx  Love Liz

That Day

One day, you wake up and the sun is glinting through the glasses in the breakfast room at the b and b, there is a tension in the air that wasn’t there yesterday. The light is brighter, the trees have stepped into fairy-tale mode and the beach in February is warm and calm. We drank tea and ate chips, chatted to locals, and felt we had returned home. These boats had been waiting for us. The chance remark by a little old lady in a newsagents that there was one bungalow for sale, was enough. The next day we were inside, having traveled home an hour and back again, dog and child already at home in the garden, and when the agent rang to ask if there were any thoughts on the purchase.. I heard myself answering I’ll buy it. I had no money, or plan, and in twelve weeks new people would be in our current house, it having sold in two. But this was going to work. We were home.