Vision of England ... Suffolk

In a previous post I mentioned the artist Rowland Suddaby. While looking for information about him on the web I came across a book about Suffolk that he had illustrated, it was for sale for a few pounds from a second-hand book dealer ... so I bought it. 
 Suffolk by Olive Cook, in the Vision of England series, published 1948
"Vision of England - A new series of personal books on the English Scene" was the conception of Clough and Amabel Williams-Ellis. You may have heard of Clough Williams-Ellis as the creator of the architectural fantasy village of Portmeirion in Wales, he also backed the establishment of the National Parks and was a founder member of the Council for the protection of Rural England ... and Wales. His wife Amabel (née Strachey) was a writer particularly interested in folk-lore and legends.

The team of people who worked on the publication
The book jacket was designed by Kenneth Rowntree, an artist and designer with close association with the Bardfield artists.…

A box of stories

Last weekend I went with some friends to a local auction; I love auctions but hadn't been to this auction house before. I didn't see anything special to bid for, in fact a good proportion of the lots were boxes of 'mixed collectables'. 
However it's no fun to be at an auction without bidding, so I had a punt on one of the boxes in which I'd spotted some things that might be interesting ... and I got it for £16.10 (including the commission).
Lot 135 - A quantity of clearance items to include 19th century ceramics
When I got home I had a rummage: boxes of cutlery, tourist souvenir plates, a Snowman clock, car bookends, cottage ware, Victorian cups and saucers, 2 sheath knives, a bag of commemorative spoons, a bag of cigarette cards, a pressed glass decanter, a millennium souvenir coffee cup ...

and these, which have interesting stories to tell ...

 A small early 19th century lustre-ware teacup An 18th century flatback ram with 'bocage' A 19th century flatbac…

Between snow showers there were hares

This morning, to my surprise it snowed. A light covering which after an hour disappeared except for shady spots out of the sun's warmth.
Traces of the early morning snow in the shade of the hedge.
After eating my lunch I noticed the sun was shining so I decided to go for a walk with my sketch book. Although once I was outside the shelter of the building and gardens on the edge of the village, the North wind was stiff and cold and the distant clouds probably hold more snow.

I'd barely crossed the first field when I spotted a hare. No , not 'a' hare but a meeting of 5 hares ... maybe 6. The Buzzard I often see on my walk, was on her favourite perch on the remains of a dead tree. She took off and soared around high over my head. I crouched down on the edge of a ditch and tried to film the hares (if you double click on the video you should be able to view it full screen) ...

Hare and Buzzard watching ... apologies for the buffeting wind.
Two hares crossed into the next fiel…

Lost and found

Earlier this month I was invited to the opening of two exhibitions at the Foundling Museum in London. (Click on the photos to view them larger.)

 Statue of Thomas Coram who established the Foundling Hospital in 1739 to care for babies at risk of abandonment.

I arrived early so wandered into Brunswick Square Gardens and read the information boards, I learned that in 1790 the Foundling Hospital lost their government funding and had to sell off part of their land to a property developer who built the surrounding terraced town-houses and the garden square. Another sign mentioned a sculpture of a lost mitten by Tracey Emin on the railing between the original hospital building which is now the museum and the modern Coram buildings, home of the children's charity today.  Tracey Emin's poignant 'lost mitten' sculpture.

The exhibition I'd looked forward to seeing was of Jackie Morris's original illustrations for The Lost Words, with poems by Robert Macfarlane. The book is…

Starting afresh

I've been blogging for over 10 years (you can find my previous blog posts here) but over the past year I've posted less frequently ... my work routine and interests have changed and social media has moved on. Recently I've enjoyed posting photos taken on walks on my Instagram, although I can write a lengthy caption I can't include clickable links and I missed the narrative of a blog. So, instead of adapting my old blog I've stated afresh with Herbationes ... a word that's been hovering at the back of my mind since visiting Uppsala last summer.

Walking upstream beside the Stour Brook
By the way, if you click on the photographs you can view them at a larger size.

The first few weeks of 2018 have been buffeted by a series of storms, days have been short dark wet and windy. I've been waiting to start this blog but wanted to to begin with my local 'herbatione', walking and looking along a track that follows the Stour Brook upstream nearly to its source on…