Kate Hughes

wind, sand and stars
August 29, 2009, 9:38 pm
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And yet you go on sinking. The whole sky seems to be coming down on you. You begin to feel like the victim of some cosmic accident. You cannot land anywhere, and you try in vain to turn round and fly back into those zones where the air, as dense and solid as a pillar, had held you up. That pillar has melted away. Everything here is rotten and you slither about in a sort of universal decomposition while the cloud-bank rises apathetically, reaches your level, and swallows you up.

Antoine de Saint-Exupery in Wind, Sand and Stars.

A whole other type of void.


intimate space
August 28, 2009, 10:17 pm
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The spaces that surround us are an extension of the self. Today I visited Breanna in order to explore her relationship with the place she inhabits. Drawn from life the colouring was done after. I hope it does justice to the delicate pastel tones of her room.

home 2 and 3
August 22, 2009, 10:22 pm
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I’m reveling in the memories that drawing this series is bringing up, gardens that felt like an entire wilderness and walled in flower beds overhanging fish ponds, perfect for imagined fairies. Feelings are going to become a little more fraught when I get up to some more recently departed homes.

I’m working on Magnani Pescia paper and I’m not happy with it. It has a beautiful almost fuzzy softness to it but anywhere the paper has become saturated it gives a mottled appearance. Any recommendations for favorite hot pressed watercolour papers would be appreciated.

Looking over these again I am so disappointed with the paper, I think I may have to start over again.

August 21, 2009, 10:49 pm
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The beginning of a planned series of restrained watercolours, this is my first home. Currently between homes, temporarily accommodated in a place that once was home but is no longer I seek refuge in memories of settlement. No looming shadows as the memories are weak and mellow, more to do with my favorite yellow bathers than the structure of place.

touch me
August 20, 2009, 11:00 pm
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I finished my latest work today, managing to squeeze drawing time in between classes, reading and report writing. This book is as much about touch and the tactile as it is about vision and viewpoint. It is made to be interacted with, from the supple give of cotton embroidery to the brittle ruptures of the folds.

waxy colour
August 14, 2009, 3:59 pm
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My first full colour work in three years, the waxiness of colour pencils make for a temperamental medium. Worth it to watch the rich invigorating hues of yellow and pink emerge from under your hand.

dark spaces
August 11, 2009, 5:27 pm
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At the end of 2005 my landscapes turned from the picturesque to the sublime. I became enthralled in the shadows of the suburbs and the forms that populated them. It was the beginning of my exploration of the void as an aesthetic and conceptual device. Initially restrained and crisp my blacks latter swamped the page bleeding out at the edges.