Yes we’ve been quiet but the past few months – quiet but busy. We’ve had a baby girl and packed up to shift ourselves (again) from Australia back to the west coast of Ireland. Oh, and we’re releasing a new collection of work…
Sure, single-colour prints on t-shirts (black on white, white on red) can look great but getting two or more colours happening together can add depth and energy. Planning how the colours will overlap when screen-printed onto the shirts, the palette can be expanded and create a looser, more livelier image.
This week I’ve been messing about with colour separations for the t-shirt design for the Dunes Bar in Strandhill, Sligo (Ireland). It worked as a single colour but I wanted to see it jump in two. Playing with negative space has seemed to make the other colours pop and with only two colours, the print is still budgie (cheap cheap). Stoked with the above version and looking forward to getting one of these on.
The Dunes Bar in Strandhill, Sligo. Crikey, anyone remember the Halloween when the Hulk was there? I mean, really there! Anyway, if you’ve survived one of the sessions you can now (well soon) get the t-shirt.
Keep an eyeball on their facebook space for when you can get your hands on one. If you’re not already a regular, be sure to get out there for their, now infamous, Monday night Open Mic. Pens are out getting a 2-3-colour version of the design for a screen-printed poster…
Every destination has its dark secrets. Strandhill, County Sligo, has one of the highest incidents of aerial attacks by gargantuan invertebrate predators of all of Ireland’s west-coast counties. I love it. The terrifying spectacle of seeing locals and tourists alike being devoured by slugs from the sky.
This summer in Strandhill, keep your children close, your eyes peeled and you may just make it out alive.
“Slugs from Above (Strandhill, Co. Sligo),” by Ian Jermyn
Digital artwork produced from pencil sketches
The days-long tantrum of the Atlantic has abated leaving its easing seas to shudder more lightly upon the shore. Coaxed from jobs, from dogs and beds are those who, with patience have stalled their own fervour to play with her emotions, now twinkle out upon her skin dancing to temper their own seas within.
This is where I say, “Well, you folks really missed it out at the Rock last night,” and I’d be right.
The reply to that however, is “Mate, what you had was worth missing,” and you might be right.
The stoke-ometer was through the roof though.
Still reckon you all missed it.
After leaving quite a substantial backyard down in Tasmania which featured a huge vege patch and free-ranging open run for four inspirational chickens, it has been a welcome boon to be able to become a part of developing Strandhill’s new Allotments project.
In Ireland a large number of community allotments are growing strong throughout the counties so there is a wealth of established resources to draw upon during the SA’s first scratching of the soil. They’ve only just wrangled permission from the council after several months of foundation work. About 30 folks are keen to get stuck in and grow their own. It should be good fun.
I got to have a little fun without yet getting the wellies on. Some snappy graphics to fit out their simple WordPress Blog and Facebook page. If you’re Strandhill-based and interested in exploring the enriching journey of following your food from plot to plate then head to the blog or FB to find out more.
Image from a recent article by Anita Guidera in the Irish Independent, 20th March 2010. ‘I can’t think of two reasons to stay, but I’ve got lots to go…‘
…I can think of several reasons why this is slightly ironic.
Recent slidings at Dark Hollow