Apocalyptic...

...sunset over St Paul's this evening.

Some days I struggle for a blip but on other days lots come along at once.  This morning I went to the Dulwich Picture Gallery to see "Tirzah Garwood: Beyond Ravilious".  She made the most of a fairly short and sad life.  Tirzah went to study wood engraving with Eric Ravilious when she was 16.  She became an artist, but they married when she was 22 and had three children, as a result of which she had little time for art.  When she was 34 she was diagnosed with breast cancer and later that same year (1942) Ravilious was killed aged 39 during his work as a war artist.  Their youngest child was 2.  After the War, with her cancer in remission, she married another artist and took up her own art again.  However, the cancer returned and she died aged 53.

In the first extra, top left is a portrait of her just before she married, and another portrait of her top right is a couple of years after she was widowed.  The photograph bottom right is shortly before she died and she painted the portrait of a girl bottom left at about the same time.

This afternoon I went to "Collect", an international craft and design fair.  It's crammed full of wonderful desirable objects made out of every material imaginable.  In the second extra are two glass pieces and a wood and translucent resin bowl.