Showing posts with label Edie Sedgwick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Edie Sedgwick. Show all posts

Tuesday, 2 July 2013

EDITH, DEATH MOTH ii, DEATH & PETAL @ THE BALTIC.


EDITHDeath Moth ii, Death & Petal exhibited in
'Don't judge a book by it's cover' exhibition by BA HONS Applied Arts students, 
at Newcastle's Baltic, during their Artist's book fair


DEATH MOTH ii.
Tracing Paper + Card + Fineliner.

Death Moth ii & Petal available to buy.
£25.00 Illustration.
£28.00 Framed.





PETAL.
Fineliner.


DEATH.
Fineliner

£14.00 Illustration.
£18.00 Framed. 


DAY 1, FRESH.


 DAY 7DEAD.



EDITH + FLOWERS. 







Sunday, 16 December 2012

DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY IT'S COVER EXHIBITION - FINAL PIECE IMAGERY

It’s just really sad, you know Edie flowered as a strange precious flower in the 60s, and we didn’t take care of the flower enough, somehow. 

Betsey Johnson – fashion designer

EDITH. Mixed media letters, wire, recycled carrier bags, hand embroidery & needle felting.







Monday, 8 October 2012

YEAR III, NEW BRIEF

‘Don’t judge a book by its cover’

Was the title of our new brief, giving us the chance to take our chosen topic for our dissertation, and turn it into an on-going theme for our 7 week deign brief, with the outcome of creating an ‘artist book’ with a strong concept within our final piece.

Two weeks in and we’ve already got a whole lot of work along with sampling and researching to do!

My bay is getting busy already with sketch book pages EVERYWHERE, I’m wanting to focus my theme upon the downfall to the muse, so from there I've being looking into colors along with their meanings to represent certain elements of their lives as well as symbols that are related to death. And from yesterday I've being looking into flowers as a substitute to the muse themselves as the two seem to resemble each other, looking into the simple way of their journey of deterioration of life.

Betsey Johnson, fashion designer.
It’s just really sad, you know Edie flowered as a strange precious flower in the 60s, and we didn't take care of the flower enough, somehow.