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Sarah McCartney Artist

Cornish artist living and working in Falmouth

 

I collect and make stories about my encounters with non-human life in sea, land and air. I celebrate, mourn, and bring attention to those I meet. I am witness to the moment I am in and believe that even though my efforts seem small, I bring something new to the world by reciprocating the gifts I have been given. 

This then is the work, a continuous journey. Paper, specimen and word. Sometimes it is enough to leave these fragments in sketchbooks and drawers. A drawing in a sketchbook may be full of energy and life, the little resin in my hand may be a beautiful object. But the whole story can be hard to see. 
My task is to curate the fragments and make song with all the seeing. Everything is connected. 

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Finding joy in little things

A robin follows me as I dig. Sandwich terns dive around me hunting for silver fish as I swim. Rain falls on the surface of the sea and my...

we stand alone

to get my head around this takes so much time this new life we stand alone surreal figures on the beach spaced out at intervals sun...

intermittence

They call it 'intermittence'. Corvid -19 came in March. We had our last real group crit on Tuesday 17th. MO and SB said whoever wanted to...

Book illustration

It’s been a long time since I posted in here. It’s been a busy year but not in my sculpture studio. Sadly the light pieces I’ve been...

still life drawing…

First life drawing session of the year last night. I am managing to go life drawing fairly regularly now. I spend much of my time...

new year garage update…

It wasn’t that long ago that I did a big tidy up in my garage. Yet it was back to busy chaos again almost immediately and by Christmas it...

more lego and mould making

Busy with illustration and other things but slowly plodding on in the garage with the 100 led peices. Another one soldered up and ready...

the first 100 led block lit

So I finished one of the ‘one hundred LED blocks’ and had it hanging at the Art House this weekend. Good to see it working. Didn’t manage...

Taking time

Whimbrel calling across Prisk, sound of spring, hope, winter ending. Gathering seaweed in rock pools. Reds, rich silk ribbons, rags and...

 

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