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On the March, April, May ... MAY 2018

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 Spring #1

Spring #1

Are you often thinking “ What’s next? ”…. I am …. and sometimes, as my Nana used to say “ Whatever next! ” ….  different but equally relevant.

I’m also thinking the year is running away from me. There's a sense that everything is happening and nothing is happening all at the same time. Or perhaps I’m searching for excuses....Fact is, I’ve begun this newsletter on numerous occasions over the past 2 months and haven’t gotten much beyond the first papagraph.....never quite making it to the finishing line... 

I got up early to finish off the jodpheresque pants I cut out last night, as I’m off to Europe this week and feeling in need of a new outfit… The swimming pool has not seen much of me recently, but the local cafe has, so I’m seeking comfort to accomodate my slightly larger self. I’m favoring the notion of poncho and Ive made a teepee like coat type thing….a bit like wearing an iglolo…. which has almost no sign of my actual body within it … an idea that suits me perfectly right now….it has the effect of being seen and not being seen all at once…

 Posing in new Poncho in the studio ...photographed by Christian Rocha

Posing in new Poncho in the studio ...photographed by Christian Rocha

I’m on the optimistically named “Peter Pan” bus to Providence, Rhode Island, to visit Dove at RISD ….. a little cynically noting that any notion of eternal youth does rather seem to have escaped the interior decor.It’s Easter weekend and I’m expecting daffodils and the like but there is nothing much happening by way of Spring yet… the road is a continium of browny grey tree trunks…the ground like a speckled egg of fallen leaves.The rhythm of the bus is meditiative… lulling me into a semi slumber of drifting thoughts.

 Dove's wondrous studio at RISD

Dove's wondrous studio at RISD

I’ve never really loved being told what to do…..Metaphorically, I’m often biting my tongue when being given instructions. Anything technical and my mind goes blank ….nothing sticks.This isnt something I’m proud of as it isn't helpful at all … rather the opposite. …  Yet I’m more than happy to welcome any and all suggestions from the universe via tarot, astrological, or psychic medium… and will quizzingly consult the farmers almanac— something of a treasure that my friend Charles Lahti introduced me to.…Anyway..…Last Saturday I was wandering home with my groceries when my gaze fixed upon a sign .....Tarot reading now.

 Reading my Mind.......

Reading my Mind.......

The cards read my mind… a mind I’d been rather too timid to navigate for myself….…and in my consequent state of complete trust I was very open to the tarot readers’ next suggection that I try asrtocartography. My eager Sagittarian ascendant wasted no time engineering this for the following afternoon. A map of the world with lines going this way and that — intersecting here and there —- and at these intersections are the clues of where to live best, happiest or to greatest purpose…. all very good informationin in this moment that feels somewhat like a turning point…whispering hello to the FUTURE…

 Spring #2

Spring #2

Happy May

xm

PISCES "AROUND AND ABOUT" FEBRUARY 2018

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 PAINTS IN MICHAEL JOHNSON'S STUDIO 

PAINTS IN MICHAEL JOHNSON'S STUDIO 

It is curious how life circles around you. Twenty something years ago, my father gave me a painting by Australian artist, Michael Johnson.It’s a picture that I had coveted for years. As a teenager, I knew his children, Anna and Michael [jr].We are all about the same age and used to hang out in the same [extended] crowd.Then, recently, Anna and I started chatting on instagram and she invited me to visit her Dad’s studio a few weeks ago, on my annual Sydney sojourn.

 MY BEDROOM, MERCER ST, SOHO, CIRCA 2002 - A  MICHAEL JOHNSON PAINTING ON THE LEFT

MY BEDROOM, MERCER ST, SOHO, CIRCA 2002 - A  MICHAEL JOHNSON PAINTING ON THE LEFT

There is little I like more in life than the romance of the artists’ studio. A dream to photograph - that often present balance of chaos and beauty is my kind of perfection. Awakening the dormant detective within, it’s an investigation of the mind at work- an insight into the process of creation. Johnsons' world is focused in color…inspired in nature…. the dawning red desert landscape… the radiant blue/greens of the cuttle fish.

 Inspiration at Michael Johnson

Inspiration at Michael Johnson

Michael Johnson is a Pisces.Pisceans have, I think, abundant positive charcteristics….….selfless, emotional intuitive, artisitic, empathic….the piscean has a way of bringing out the best in people around them....endlessly caring - so long as you dont critize them…..a gentle, moody, romantic… for whom life can be an emotional rollercoaster.

 in bed with an MTS cashmere blanket

in bed with an MTS cashmere blanket

I am awake and asleep at the same time, laying in bed in a sunny Bayswater bedroom in London: home of my friend Wandjina and my fortunate home away from home.The air is crisp….drinking tea, I’m answering emails and resigned to a general day of collapse. Leaving Sydney last Sunday, I spent four busy days in NYC: dealt with five weeks of unopened mail, rented a van and picked up newly upholstered furniture, photographed a story for the WSJ magazine, had two studio visits, one client meeting, two dinners, three breakfasts, attended two openings and then flew here yesterday. My body seems confused and my mind still racing…sleep walking…sleep working….

 War of the Roses

War of the Roses

Of course…people help me with all this stuff…”no man is an island “ as John Donne wrote….. one of the only things I remember from school…along with the War of the Roses and the six wives of Henry the 8th.Its been a slow lesson to learn in life...but it's funny how it all turns out. Right now I’ll be asking for a lot more help, from a lot more folk, as a rather exciting thing has happened ……many years ago, my wonderfully supportive friend, Andrew Egan, said that one day my work will be in a museum .... this seemed to me most unlikely …but… it turns out his piscean intuition is right on target….. 

 Water sign.........

Water sign.........

HAPPY FEBRUARY

 

XM