Hello from a wild, incredibly windy day!
We’re now deep in the throes of another glorious weekend, which began last night with my first proper pub outing of the academic year: yes, it did come in pints! This morning began equally as wonderfully, with a fry-up cooked by my housemate. Bacon, sausages, egg and a nice big cup of tea. My mouth waters just to remember it!
The artefacts are progressing well, soon I shall post a photo of the finished line-up!
I’m currently sat at my desk practicing poses for figurative drawings, specifically for a Viking character I’m developing that will tie in with this year’s body of work (very quick sketch this one, just to introduce you all!) :
The aim of this is to bring together elements of ancient and modern life- a commentary on both, I suppose!!
Quite atmospheric, too, as many people will know that we’re in for some pretty heavy storms this weekend, especially tomorrow!! The wind is now howling outside and the rain lashes down in fits and starts, almost like those you’d expect on the voyage from Scandinavia to Britain in those questing years. It’s funny how sometimes you have to imagine being a person to be able to develop their character properly! At this moment, in my mind’s eye, I am in Eirik’s shoes, stood upon the deck of a ship, being buffeted around like a rag doll, soaked from floods of seawater that arc overhead like monstrous beasts, and trying to tie everything and everyone down to try and ride it out.
An exercise for all of you who read this post, tomorrow night when our storms kick in, look out into the inky blackness. Listen, see if you can feel the magic of a storm, its sheer raw power, the gales like breaths of a dragon.
When I do this, and I hope you might feel something like it, I feel a sense of magic, unity: the winds that blow now once froze the cheeks of our ancestors, our world is one and the same.
I also feel small. Not in a bad, condescending way, more that I am aware of my size in this huge world, how comparatively weak and tiny I am in the midst of a storm, and yet I continue to exist. I truly believe that everyone is here for a reason, and I believe that even the smallest of people can make a difference.
And I’m not very tall. 🙂
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