Marks

In summer, a tan will embolden
marks of a faded despair.

Time tricked me once, and
marks of one time is on me, now
– forever they will likely stay,

hinting stories to strangers without permission,
troubling the traces of my lover’s fingertips.

Like a tragic tattoo of confession
I bear the crossed lines
of my troubled youths depression.

If you’ve followed my blog for a while, you might remember I attended a poetry course with Rommi Smith last year. I published this poem (link here) from one of the sessions.

Today I wanted to share with you this personal poem that came out of a short exercise inspired by ‘marks’. It came inspired by a beautiful poem by James Caruth called Marking the Lambs. I wanted to play with the idea of certain periods of time leaving marks on us, and physical ones that outlast the feelings of the time they came from.

Read aloud if you can, as always. Many blessings.

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Overdue for an update

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Urban Leeds. Today’s offering. Gouache and pen

If you only read my WordPress, then you’ve been missing out recently. I’ve become a Twit @SukyWhettam, and an insta… person; Sukytyleri. I’ve also now got a facebook page! Suky Tyleri Art.

I vary where I post things because what I produce is so varied, so hit me up on those platforms, too. I would love to connect with you!

I’ve got a few things in the works at the moment. I’m about to mount and frame a commission, previews of which available on my facebook page and instagram. It’s a beautiful, twisty seaweed piece with lots of vibrant layered glazes.

Oh, go on then. Just a little bit.

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It’s too large to get a scan at home, so I’ll have to get a proper one done.

Also, I’m considering making a few christmas card designs, which I need to decide on quickly if I want to get anywhere with it! Need a bit of brave for it, too. Let me know if you’d be interested in christmas cards or generic greetings cards in the future.

I’m in the middle of writing a post about art journaling, which is a big thing for me personally. Looking forward to publishing that on here. I also have to decide whether to share pages of my own journal to illustrate my points! #vulnerabilityontheinternet

Speaking of vulnerability, I’m writing poetry again! Medication for my depression seemed to put a cork in my writing brain but now I’m off them (and have been for a couple of months) it seems it’s coming back. I’m so relieved. I will post poetry on here soon.

So that’s my bitty update. Check out where I post pretty much daily, here, here, and here, I want to connect with more makers.

And I’ll see you soon, with more meaty stuff!

On a Train, Chased by a Storm

I scribbled down the composition of this piece while travelling from Huddersfield to Leeds one evening that the north of England saw some spectacular stormy weather. I have come back to it hoping to recreate the dramatic feeling of movement and height.

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It was nice to work whilst knowing I was aiming for the Tilda style, but I’ve got into the place where you’ve been staring at your work too long and no longer know what you think of it!

I do plan to try more like this, and refine how I work skies.

On a personal note, as this blog is about wellbeing and creativity; we have just moved into a larger flat where I have more light and room to spread out. I’ve been sewing a lot, sorting through old notes and sketching/painting more. The most important thing to me though is still missing due to medication: my writing. I feel like I’m getting closer, and I’ll post here as soon as I’m in my flow again. Having a comfortable living space is helping. I know that I can get too precious about my poetry and what I share, so I’ll try to refrain because it can inhibit my creativity. Any tips about getting back into a writing routine would be welcome!

Wendy’s Wonderful Garden

My good friend Wendy runs a great blog, which you can find here, documenting her gardening and growing flowers from seed. She has kindly let me use the pictures on her blog for inspiration for this piece, which has been really fun to make. I hope you like it, Wendy!

I wanted to grasp the feeling of keeping a garden and how you feel when you’re there; the comfortable and serene space that comes through in Wendy’s blog and photos. The round freehand, water-blob shape I felt would signify the connection to nature and life gardeners enjoy. I think it created the enveloping world a hobby can be. I also wanted a balance of wilderness and the cultivated nature, completely using only elements from Wendy’s garden.

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I hope you like it. Now go check out Wendy’s lovely blog, then go outside!

Another Rock in the Sea (Painting)

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Currently feeling worse for wear after a church youth weekend away, and having just returned from yoga. At least I can paint sitting down!

I’m working on some sonnet-esque stuff in my writing, but this piece is some ‘showable’ work I’m currently doing. I rarely cover the whole A4 page in my book, but here we are. I like this style with the outline in pen.

Salty Painting

 

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Mark 9:50

Salt is good, but if the salt has lost its saltiness, how will you make it salty again? Have salt in yourselves, and be at peace with one another.

Depression takes lives. And even if it doesn’t kill you, it still takes your life. Your liveliness, your life-spirit, heart, enthusiasm, your growth, your essence, your vitality…

Your saltiness.

I think I lost mine last year. I don’t know how it comes to be so easy to let it go. At hand, instead of the murky waters of ‘why’s and ‘how’s, I’m trying to take that challenge from Mark. How will I make me salty again? I don’t think I’ll be the same as I was before, and I’m happy with that. I feel like if I solve this like a problem, and not tangle it up in my sense of identity and purpose (which isn’t always so easy, I know), I might be more successful and come sooner. I’m trying to see it as a sort of reinvention. The fact that the subject is me is by the by.

Thinking about all this, the painting above is made with salt, to create the textured look of the pigment. My habits are going well, and I think I’m getting closer to more adventurous (read:scary) action to make myself feel better.

I hope you’re all well. Try art journalling, if you’re not. No one has to look at it – not even you once you’ve done it. Look at where it falls on this graph!

 

Take it easy, folks

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