summer travels to Switzerland

A very overdue post – and while the summer is very definitely behind us, I’m still remembering the hot summer and the family adventures we went on, as the days grow shorter and I reach for the jumper.

This summer we travelled overland to Switzerland, firstly to Geneva, then up into the mountains from Sion to a little village called Arolla where we explored the mountains and glaciers as well as the flower-filled meadows – precipitous paths and all! Back down from the mountains to Sion via the post bus, we then journeyed into Italy and up to a Swiss hilltop village above Locarno, called Intragna. I remember excellent fig ice-cream and cakes from the brilliant bakery and an early morning swim in the river. We ended the trip with a couple of nights in Zurich exploring the city and found time to swim in the lake too, before getting the train back home via Paris.

Switzerland tested my language skills, particularly as we travelled through French speaking Geneva, Italian speaking Locarno and German speaking Zurich, but we did our best. The food was fairly heavy on cheese and potatoes, and I can recommend the Swiss wine that apparently tends to stay in the country rather than being exported. Of course we sampled the chocolate too!


The landscape was beautiful and varied during our holiday, from vineyards to pastures, wide glacial rivers to narrow streets of Geneva. It is sobering to see the pace at which the glaciers are retreating, with dates marked on rocks along the walk up the valley to meet the ice of years gone by. The flowers were stunning and in abundance lower down the mountain passes. We were fortunate with good weather during our time in the mountains so on one day we were able to climb to nearly 3000 metres and lunch at a refuge hut before a rather long decent including steep drops, rickety bridges and large staples to hold on to – via ferrata – some rather scary!

We enjoyed some excellent galleries and museums during our trip including:

Musée Ariana – the Swiss museum for ceramics and glass in Geneva

The Regional Museum for the Centovalli and Terre di Pedemonte in Intragna which also included a climb of the bell tower

Landesmuseum (Swiss National Museum) Zürich – which housed an exhibition on all things Techno, as well as a sizeable collection of Swiss art and design through the ages and an incredible collection of rings of all shapes and sizes

The Pavillon Le Corbusier, also in Zurich, nestled in a park by the lake

A surprise cultural highlight was a festival in Geneva on Swiss National Day (1st August), where we were treated to a performance by Alpenhorn Sound System, as we watched fireworks over Lake Geneva – amazing!

A great holiday, lots of good memories and plenty of inspiration!

Creative downtime in Devon

The summer is over and I reflect on one special week away last month that gave me lots of time to think and be creative.

My family and I were invited to participate in a creative field school at Ashridge in Devon, and despite not knowing much about what was in store, we took the very long and scenic route to Devon, down some scary narrow and steep lanes, the car full to the brim, and arrived many hours later, at the most beautiful hidden-away gem of a farm where we settled in for what became a week to remember (Devon via Stonehenge is a long way from Norfolk).

Over the first few hours we met the other intrepid creatives joining us for the time. We were all tasked with delivering one workshop during the week that everyone else, no matter what age, could attend. There were to be some communal meals, talks and evening events including a cabaret – less said about our contribution the better! There was even a printed book we all received ahead of the holiday with a schedule and other useful information in it but once in Ashridge the blackboard outside the studio became our go-to schedule, with times slipping as we relaxed in to the pace of the place. The one clear day from workshops saw us all explore in different directions, and rather unscheduled but special all the same was how we all chose to reconnect with the group when we returned home, back to the studio that evening to share our findings and keep creating.

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We learned different skills: from making natural rope using brambles and nettles, we made constructions to share with the group, we made zoopraxinoscopes (animations), boodie-ware picassiettes (mosaic plates), monoprints, ceramic pictographs with rubber stamps, printed aquariums, masks and sashes …

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My workshop was called Patterns of Ashridge and I started off by discussing how to draw and stylise natural forms to create patterns, inspired by illustrator Gwen White’s book, A World of Pattern, (left-hand image below) first published in 1957. Everyone committed to the exercise of drawing trees to illustrate a point about stylising through drawing, and then set about gathering things to study for their individual pattern ideas. There were some really successful outcomes completed as folded books, and lots of interesting conversations about what else could be done next.

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What felt so special was the shared time; the learning through the workshops and the time available for informal social gatherings. Coffee time at 11am, or afternoon tea was spent clutching the sewing project or nettle cordage as we embraced the new craft skills and helped each other remember what our workshop leader had told us. Having only met a few of the other people before this week, we all took the time to share the experience. We found common grounds; the shared networks including academics in common.

We all appreciated the lack of internet connection and took pleasure in the secluded and peaceful environment of Ashridge. We swam in the sea, explored in the river, picked blackberries and generally appreciated the natural world around us, including newts and owls – it all felt many worlds away from the everyday routines we find ourselves launching back in to as the Autumn comes.

We send a huge thanks to Des and family for such a wonderful and generous experience!

I shall be talking about Gwen White and her books at the Women in Print symposium at the House of Illustration on the 16th September.

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The church kneeler above was from Modbury Church, Devon – there’ll be another post about those in due course!

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seeing new things …

There is nothing like a change of scene to recharge the batteries – here’s a couple of images of near and far sightings from our recent backpacking / camping trip in France, and I plan to write a longer post in due course.

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an alternative view

I’m not so keen on this time of year. Despite the crocuses being up it doesn’t feel anywhere near summer, and there is still a small chance that snow will fall before anything but parsnips can be harvested on our plot. Having been brought up in the Norfolk countryside I miss what the countryside offers. It is important to me that I notice the seasonal changes that shape our year, despite the suburban home I find myself in, here in Birmingham. I miss the big skies, the open fields, and the greens of each season, still in existence, I just can’t see them from here.

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Looking though photographs from last summer I found this shot. I took it from the car as we sat aboard the Windermere ferry, crossing back towards the motorway, heading south to the Midlands from our final holiday of the season. It really was a grasped shot of the closing summer, peering through the window, breathing in the view. A last look across to the beautiful hills of the Lake District, unaware of what sort of wet winter was in store for so many in the region. In getting the link to the ferry for this post I’ve just discovered there’s a ferry-cam. I’ll check back to it in daylight, and dream of the summer holiday.

Today it was sunny in Birmingham. I had a short run around the park nearby and pretended it was the countryside, imagining I really could feel the heat of the sun through my hat, gloves and coat. I think we have a while to wait. The ground underfoot reminded me all to well of school cross-country in winter!

I think I’m in need of another holiday to the country!