I would like you, the viewer, to visualise each image as a softly lit large scale canvas (say, 8 feet x 8 feet) on a white gallery wall and imagine quietly contemplating the abstract pattern. Attention should focus on a feeling response rather than a rational analysis. The use of the magnifier to enlarge the image may be helpful.
(Please see also the post introducing the series https://lagill6.wordpress.com/2016/09/05/introducing-the-gallery-series/)
Gallery Series I/14
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The fabric of the exterior of St Andrew’s, Walberswick, is interesting. Much use was made of the locally available flint stone both for the construction and decoration of the 15th century tower and church. Knapped flint can produce a shiny surface and a range of colours.
Decorative knapped flint
Knapped flint used to decorate buttresses
Panels of mixed stone and brick are attractive for both their colour and their texture.
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The history of the church of St Andrew at Walberswick tells us a great deal about the vicissitudes of life on the Suffolk coast across the centuries. The building of the present church was begun in 1696 and is set amid ruins that date back to the 15th century.
Walberswick was once a thriving port, exporting fish, cheese, corn, bacon and timber. In 1493 the prosperous community built an appropriately imposing church, described as one of the finest in the country, complete with thirty-six clerestory windows and five bells. The tower had been completed previously, in 1426, to compete with the grandeur of those at neighbouring Blythburgh, Tunstall and Halesworth!
But the good days were not to last. Henry VIII laid claim to the tithe income, the Puritans ruthlessly smashed the coloured glass windows and removed the brasses and in 1585 the great bell had to be sold to meet debts. Coastal erosion silted up the port and seriously damaged the shipping trade. As a result of these adverse circumstances and declining income the church fell into decay. Ultimately, in the 17th century, the roof timbers, lead and th remaining three bells were sold and the proceeds were used to build a smaller, modest church in what had been the south aisle of the original.
St Andrew’s is a Grade I listed building.
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I would like you, the viewer, to visualise each image as a softly lit large scale canvas (say, 8 feet x 8 feet) on a white gallery wall and imagine quietly contemplating the abstract pattern. Attention should focus on a feeling response rather than a rational analysis. The use of the magnifier to enlarge the image may be helpful.
(Please see also the post introducing the series https://lagill6.wordpress.com/2016/09/05/introducing-the-gallery-series/)
Gallery Series I/13
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I would like you, the viewer, to visualise each image as a softly lit large scale canvas (say, 8 feet x 8 feet) on a white gallery wall and imagine quietly contemplating the abstract pattern. Attention should focus on a feeling response rather than a rational analysis. The use of the magnifier to enlarge the image may be helpful.
(Please see also the post introducing the series https://lagill6.wordpress.com/2016/09/05/introducing-the-gallery-series/)
Gallery Series I/12
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Although it might resemble a fragment of velum from a discovered ancient document it is actually a section of a fallen autumn leaf! I was intrigued by the pattern of the markings, the colours and the textures.
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I first published the following post in 2011 – shortly after the events of 9/11. The occasion it records had a significant and formative impact on my life and, on the eve of Remembrance Day, it seems an appropriate time for a re-publication The image has been reprocessed to capture the regimented nature of the sacrifice.
Most of us can identify incidents, happenings or, perhaps, decisions we made that in some way had a lasting influence on our lives. For me a school trip to Holland at the age of 15 was such an occasion.
It was my first trip abroad. The Dutch were warm and welcoming people who spoke with what I can only describe as a slight but attractive gurgle in their voice. Most were sufficiently fluent in English to make communication comparatively easy. We felt ‘at home’.
Our stay had been very carefully organised as an educational visit – the two masters in charge were both geography specialists. We were taken to the polders to see how the Dutch had reclaimed marshland and were introduced to traditional culture and costume in places such as Edam, Volendam and Marken.
Amsterdam was a very different experience. Here was a capital city with a transport system based on trams, bicycles and a network of canals. Bicycles – they were everywhere! Bicycles reigned supreme. Not sporty types, but sturdy, upright machines that seemed to underline their status.
But the occasion that had a lasting impact on me occurred not in Amsterdam nor any of the other interesting places I have mentioned, but at the Arnhem War Cemetery.
Our party was from a boys’ grammar school and we knew that one of our old boys was buried at the Cemetery. It seemed right and proper that we should pay our respects. The necessary arrangements were made, but nothing could have prepared us for what we found.
On entering the Cemetery we were confronted with row upon row of uniform, white headstones stretching far into the distance – 1759 in total, 1392 from the United Kingdom. It is known as the Airborne Cemetery. The Airborne forces went into battle by parachute or glider. In either case they were highly vulnerable to gunfire.
We were directed to the grave we were looking for – the name was Shuttleworth, but I don’t remember the details – and then retraced our steps silently, obviously reading other headstones as we passed along. What was especially tragic was the high proportion who were aged between 20 and 24 when they died, and a few were in their late teens. These were young men, not much older than us, with their lives before them. What a shocking, shocking waste of life.
The coach journey back to the hostel was very quiet.
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I would like you, the viewer, to visualise each image as a softly lit large scale canvas (say 8 feet x 8 feet) on a white gallery wall and imagine quietly contemplating the abstract pattern. Attention should focus on a feeling response rather than a rational analysis. The use of the magnifier to enlarge the image may be helpful.
(Please see also the post introducing the series https://lagill6.wordpress.com/2016/09/05/introducing-the-gallery-series/)
Gallery Series I/11
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Using a touch of watercolour filter
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This photograph was taken from my doorstep two days ago ie., 2nd November!
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I would like you, the viewer, to visualise each image as a softly lit large scale canvas (say, 9 feet x 9 feet) on a white gallery wall and imagine quietly contemplating the abstract pattern. Attention should focus on a feeling response rather than a rational analysis. The use of the magnifier to enlarge the image may be helpful.
(Please see also the post introducing the series https://lagill6.wordpress.com/2016/09/05/introducing-the-gallery-series/)
Gallery Series I/10
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