A little tour of a big collection I was just looking through some postcards I bought in Japan. These are by Chie Okumura and she was selling them in a little shop near the end of the Fushimi Inari trail in Kyoto, with the actual cat curled up asleep in the corner. Aren’t they lovely? I was wondering what to do with them and it got me thinking about postcards in general, why I buy them and why I’ll never get rid of them in one of my rash clear outs. My mum collected postcards,

Monthly review

A short one this month as I’ve been in Japan and my head is full of inspiration and plans of all the things I want to make. What is in my head (as became clear in my last letter) is dots and lines. Inspiration is strange. I’m not sure if you start looking for it, or if it starts finding you. Am I conjuring up dots and lines everywhere now? It’s all a bit Baader–Meinhof theory. The sakura did not disappoint and left its delicate petals everywhere. Echoes of work I was making b

Monthly review

My finished set of tiny prints completed over 30 days, a combo of drypoint and monotype with chine colle. I like how different they are, mainly because I was trying to keep it fun and interesting for me, as well as people following on Substack notes . They've given me lots of ideas for future projects.