There’s gaps in my letters and lines,
And space in my poems for rhymes.
But for shapes held in books
That give them such looks
Credit Gill Sans or New Roman Times.
From my Dad I got my love of letterforms and structure.
From my Mum, the bubbles of opera.
From Mother Nature my love of food and understanding of things good.
From by friends, the torches of care which continually keep me aware of what life’s about.
From the media, mere unsettled dust, and its familiar pattern of drizzle, growth and rust.
“Lyrics can make me cry.
Music can kidnap my body.
True Art can always swallow time
I thought was mine.”
One time, Goldie , English musician, DJ, visual artist and actor, designed this lettering for me, for a tagged wall by the Birmingham SuperPrix pitstop. The rest is his story.
Castles in the sky.
Community dreams of
Picnics on high.
Brush strokes in ink,
Fluid, where carved stone
Rests to think.
Two prized items in the *WoW Collections are the following examples;
The first penned in ink and given to Will O’Leary on the occassion of the 2006 New Year celebration from Nipponzan Myohoji and the second, [picture presently on loan] incised by carving with a chisel over lettering first ‘painted’ with a flat brush during one of O’Leary’s carving workshops.
Photos by kind permission of *WoW print and lettering collections which includes a library of graphic lettering and prints by calligrapher, Linda Lewis.
*The WoW collections are curated by World of Water [Reg. UK educational charity ] as part of their outreach project. Enquiries and donations welcome.]