Showing posts with label witherslack. Show all posts
Showing posts with label witherslack. Show all posts

Tuesday, 20 September 2016

Sandals & Ceramics

 We made a quick dash up to the caravan to take advantage of the 
lovely weather after the storm last week, which blew our 
phone lines, we are still without a landline. 
Not because of BT though, they came and did their bit and 
replaced our old sockets with lightening proof ones.  
The storm blew up the phones so I've had to order some more.
It was wonderful to sit outside in the sunshine doing a bit of stitching.
The leaves are starting to drop now but I'm still sticking it 
out and wearing my sandals.
Every year we go to the Witherslack Artists & Makers Group Exhibition. It's a very special place.  We think it's a combination of the beautiful location, the people we meet and the peace of St. Paul's Church where we pop in for a cuppa and a cake (Philip comes out with a box full of homemade cakes every time) 
 
We never buy anything at the exhibition but are always enthralled by
 the talent of the ceramicist, weavers, carpenters, jewellery makers and artists who produce such high quality work.
The pieces by Alvin Irving  www.studiopottery.co.uk
remind me very much of Grayson Perry's work.
If I had the money and nothing else to spend it on I would buy one 
of this chap's chairs, they are stunning.
I've forgotten his name but we've seen his workshop 
at  Farfield Mill, Sedburgh
Witherslack, despite its odd name, is a unique little village 
in the Southern Lake District with its own community shop, 
garden centre, village hall, school and pub.  Its absolutely delightful.
I'm pinching this idea for our garden. It's an old window frame 
used as a display backdrop in the garden centre.
Back  in  the church, even though I think the workmanship of this marble memorial is spectacular, it is very sad as it's a six month old baby boy who died in the 1800's (I think)
 The churchyard must have some of the best views out across 
Cartmel Fell and surrounding countryside
 Not that anybody in here will be looking at them.
Oops, that was a bit naughty 







Sandals & Ceramics

 We made a quick dash up to the caravan to take advantage of the 
lovely weather after the storm last week, which blew our 
phone lines, we are still without a landline. 
Not because of BT though, they came and did their bit and 
replaced our old sockets with lightening proof ones.  
The storm blew up the phones so I've had to order some more.
It was wonderful to sit outside in the sunshine doing a bit of stitching.
The leaves are starting to drop now but I'm still sticking it 
out and wearing my sandals.
Every year we go to the Witherslack Artists & Makers Group Exhibition. It's a very special place.  We think it's a combination of the beautiful location, the people we meet and the peace of St. Paul's Church where we pop in for a cuppa and a cake (Philip comes out with a box full of homemade cakes every time) 
 
We never buy anything at the exhibition but are always enthralled by
 the talent of the ceramicist, weavers, carpenters, jewellery makers and artists who produce such high quality work.
The pieces by Alvin Irving  www.studiopottery.co.uk
remind me very much of Grayson Perry's work.
If I had the money and nothing else to spend it on I would buy one 
of this chap's chairs, they are stunning.
I've forgotten his name but we've seen his workshop 
at  Farfield Mill, Sedburgh
Witherslack, despite its odd name, is a unique little village 
in the Southern Lake District with its own community shop, 
garden centre, village hall, school and pub.  Its absolutely delightful.
I'm pinching this idea for our garden. It's an old window frame 
used as a display backdrop in the garden centre.
Back  in  the church, even though I think the workmanship of this marble memorial is spectacular, it is very sad as it's a six month old baby boy who died in the 1800's (I think)
 The churchyard must have some of the best views out across 
Cartmel Fell and surrounding countryside
 Not that anybody in here will be looking at them.
Oops, that was a bit naughty