Franki goes to...Australia....

Meet Frankie, but you had better make it snappy, because he is heading down under to the land of OZ , where any day now he will grace a very smart black and white kitchen in Queensland. Franki is the first cockeral I have painted in a long time and I am rather pleased with him.







When I first started selling my work , well over 10 years ago, I did a lot of chickens, entire dinner services with flocks of feathery egg layers stomping about the plate rims, vast salad bowls with beady eyed light Sussex hens glaring up from under the oranges, jugs of all shapes and sizes with poultry of every hue cavorting about them. All gone now and not one remaining on my dresser, which is really sad as I love chickens , daft creature that I am!







We have kept chickens for years and used to have rather an exotic flock, courtesy of a friend who was breeder and a judge of fowl and feathers. I did the Country Show circuit selling my ceramics and after many a long weekend I'd become aware, as I was packing up my stall ,of the faint sound of scuttling and the gentle cooing noise hens make at bed time then there he would be coyly loitering by the tent flap with a trio to add to my collection. Our hen house was like a rural retirement home for rare breeds, model birds who didn't make it to the top.







Now alas we are down to one rather bolshy French hen. She lays like a trooper, although I am not sure troopers lay eggs, and spends her days wandering alone about the garden and the maize fields talking to herself like the last relic of a long dynasty, terribly well bred but definitely dotty. I keep trying to get her to make some new friends but each time I go out next morning and find her happily alone again. I think she and the fox have an agreement when fresh supplies come in she invites him over for supper.











And of course , to go with the tiles I had to do one of these, a plate to match Franki because a girl has to have something on which to put her egg sandwiches at teatime doesn't she ?



There is something about the way hens hold themselves, the gleam in their eye that continues to tempt me to try and capture it in glaze. Well if nothing else it makes a refreshing change from Doves!!



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Franki was drawn on a panel of 9 bisque fired majolica glazed 4"tiles with glaze chalks and underglazes then fired to a high temperature , and was a special commission , cost roughly 50 pounds sterling . Similar designs can be made to order at the same price.

What a load of old Cock and Bull!

Vista Print had a stunning offer on postcards and someone said, go on, get some cards done of your tiles and at the time it seemed like a really spiffing idea...of course my tiles tend to be square so despite all my playing with them I just could not get them the right size for the specifications. No trouble at all, I will just whip off a couple of rectangular panels which of course being postcard shape will upload perfectly well , welll perhaps with a trifle adjustment needed.

So there I was yesterday afternoon doing a panel of a splendid Bull we have in the field and knocking off a couple of white suffolk chooks before school pick up. time , glazed, glossed and in the kiln overnight all ready to be photographed before fast approaching deadline and in between the other little things that get in theway and are called family life.

Cold today, run out of gas, waiting for tanker to arrive so can't open kiln until it reaches room temperature what with thermal shock and all on the glazes, delicate sensitive things that they are, but it being colder than cold its takes far longer to cool down and reach current room temperature which must be, by my reckoning, and the fact I can not feel my fingers, about minus3.

Gave up waiiting and took them out regardless, which warmed up my fingers very nicely thank you, photographed then several times, and then several times again. Finally ended up with image that looked passable.

Now for the easy bit, upload..upload? Not on your Nellie, wrong bleed size..wrong trim size, wrong resolution..everytime I correct something then something else has shifted...deadline getting closer and closer, technically minded husband at work, school pick up time fast approaching ..panic setting in!

Never mind..I am sure it will all come out in the wash, meanwhile, here they are, even if they never get to make postcards thanks to my inability to shrink trim and bleed at least you have seen them..

Vista Print simple free upload ? Ha!!!...nothing but a load of cock and bull really..