With our new groups up and running, some weeks there is some sort of Space2Create session running every day of the week. We have new things planned soon too. We will release more details about our Deaf Art group starting on May 1St soon and we look forward to many new exciting projects.
In 2Create we continued with our themes from last week on surrealism. We also talked about creating depth in pictures using shading and perspective. Using pastels we tried a few practice shapes; shading, taking care to think of the light’s direction, and adding shadows. We then tried to create a larger scene using these ideas of shading and perspective to try and get away from flat-looking pictures.
We had another great session with Ann The Poet, fun ways to create and produce great writing. Ann gave us different starting points and ideas to generate our writing. This week I managed to grab a few examples!
From the start line “We watched the rose bush grow smaller”:
We watched the rose bush grow smaller,
The leak of dried out air got stronger and more powerfu…l,
The bright yellow flights of that fateful arrow,
Stood poking out,
Embedded in Mrs Nichols prize rose bush.
It could not be,
Prim perfect petalled flowers becoming fast,
A sea of crumpled plastic!
But they looked so real,
The best rose prize in a small patio garden,
Not this year we thought,
And ran behind our very real hedge.
My Nephew The Steam Train
James would be Thomas The Tank Engine if he could,
He does the sound effects very well.
And although only three and some feet high with blond hair,
His blue eyes do match Thomas’s paint job.
He runs along the beach close to home,
Making the appropriate noises,
Windswept hair for steam,
Footprints in wet sand instead of tracks.
With surprise he runs into me,
Trains stop for nobody.
I become the railway turntable,
Pick him up,
Turn him round ready to go a new direction.
Smell of soap,
He sneezes just the way trains don’t.
It’s a small white room,
There are flowers everywhere.
The light bleeds in through the window and hurts my eyes.
I feel empty inside,
As I watch the clock as if there were an hour,
Between each tick and tock.
This place is beautiful but I am not at ease with myself,
I have fresh air and sunlight,
Nothing but arrows inside.
Life and colour surrounds me but,
I feel dry and cracked as a dirt road in summer.
The Photo Group walked down along the river and then up to Kendal Castle. As usual there were plenty of interesting things to capture. The blossoms and daffodils looked great in the sunshine. We talked about dealing with bright sunshine whe…n taking pictures, and also a little about aperture and it’s effect on depth of field. One member had a plastic model knight and was attempting to take pictures such that it was larger than the castle behind it.
In today’s session on the ward, we decided to enjoy some of the traditions of Easter: chocolate, eggs and rabbits!! This was a fun, creative session, where everyone just enjoyed a simple but rewarding activity.
Rabbits, needle felting, flowers and cartoons were the main theme for today’s session. We decided to encourage individual skills, and every participant worked on different projects that they particularly enjoyed or wanted to develop. This a…llowed the session to be person-centred, with each participant producing unique work as well as developing their skills. Some photos were unfortunately lost in processing (for which, apologies), but the remainder show the outcomes of a very productive session.