plaster

All the Pretty Little Horses

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,

Go to sleepy little baby.

When you wake, you shall have,

All the pretty little horses.

Blacks and bays, dapples and greys,

Go to sleepy you little baby,

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,

Go to sleepy little baby.

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,

Go to sleepy little baby,

When you wake, you shall have,

All the pretty little horses.

  

Way down yonder, down in the meadow,

There's a poor little lamby.

The bees and the butterflies pickin' at its eyes,

The poor wee thing cried for her mammy.

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,

Go to sleepy little baby.

When you wake, you shall have,

All the pretty little horses.

All the Pretty Little Horses is a Southern US traditional African-American lullaby. Plaster casting of deformed lambs originally grew out of a project titled 'enclosure'  

sunshine

watching the fulmers swoop and glide over the cliffs and getting no work done... 

tiles

Tiles have long obsessed me and trips to Portugal where so many houses are covered in Almodavaresque colour clashing designs has re-ignited my interest....

... so I have signed up to some tile making evening classes and look forward to being able to make some successfully flat ones - my past attempts have always curled up at the edges...

**UPDATE** unfortunately the course has been cancelled due to lack of interest. Maybe next term.