Burst Flood 2

The whale stayed on the water (sorry I mean wall) in the old room.



As the survivors lay out on the floor. Thoughts of safety after the outburst. Little did they know....



....I entered the room this time to find the prints had travelled from the far side of the room and now lay in a pile by the door. Maybe they had been trying to escape...



Maybe they had been trying to escape the water pouring in. Sheered in two and at an angle to where it had been, the guilty pipe swung. Right above where I had put the fish and the eagles and the panthers just a few days ago......



Once again they all lay in ruins and told me how the water must've got deep enough to carry them so far to the corners of this room...




But in a swinging chair. Hi above the flood water was one witness. Slightly wet to say the least as they had been underneath the broken pipe and sat firm. I brought this one home to dry out......

Oldfield Press

Oldfield Press

Oh No!!
I had finished the next set of 'Strength' prints and just had the titles to put onto the other when I got a call from the landlord of the mill.
'There's water coming through your wall into the next dorr unit' he said.
'I think you should come down'.
I went to the mill and he was already stood with the door ajar and a worried look.
'I think it is worse than just a little leak', he told me as I approached.
As I went in all I could think about was the hours and hours of time carving the blocks and wondering what the damage would be.
Luckily the blocks were not in the vecinity of the burst sprinkler head and had somehow managed to avoid the water running through the roof space from dripping onto them.
It was so cold that the floor had turned the escape water into ice and there was no light or electric.
I went to the wall where the 'Fish' were drying and found some dry, some drenched and some that had soaked up the water, frozen and fallen to the floor in a ripped, smashed heap.
The panthers near the piano.....well lets just say they kept the piano slightly drier and sacrificed themselves (showing true 'Courage') to the incoming tide.
Even some of the eagles didn't fly high enough to avoid the floods.
All in all I think I was lucky as the majority of the prints could be saved. Some now tell the tale of the winter of 2010 and bear the scars thus making them unsalable but none he less, in a strange way I feel kinda attatched to these ones now.
I will enclose the chaos pictures for your perusal and please be assured that what did not kill us will definat
ely make us more determined if nothing else.


The guilty Sprinkler

The frozen Arab Press

The sodden printshop

Presses drying out

Surviving prints drying out.

Choosing the colours wisely

Well..... Cos' It ain't been updated doesn't mean I am doing nowt'.
New design and now just showing a few of the colour variations before going to print.
Hope you like it as it has been a hoot getting this far





:)