Clare Gaylard Artisan Glass 

Driving across Southwark Bridge in the London rushour I noticed that the dome of St Pauls Catherdral was illuminated with an unusual image but couldn't tell what it was - a birthday nod to William Blake who always cherished a wish to see his art work on a grand scale in churches. You can see this until early December and he is still at the Tate into early 2020.

Back to Gormley, this body of work is immense, structured, simple and very human. For me it trumps the mass of self-aware, conceptual Brit Art of the past thirty years that is still being enacted as though the aging Gen X artists are enfants terrible. They know who they are. Being under the structure is curiously industrial and organic at the same time, like a static murmuration.

Great weekend at Blackthorpe catching up with old friends and meeting new Makers. Any photo of my work that I'm posting at the moment that looks fabulous is courtesy of Liz Gaylard.

Of Sol totem into wearable elements.

At Blackthorpe Barn. Two weekends, 23rd/24th Nov and 7th/8th Dec.

A handful of colour for a grey day. Getting work ready for Blackthorpe Barn this weekend, plus Walsingham Gallery and The Sentinel Gallery winter shows. 

'Terra Firma' totem of wearable glass elements.

A little sparkle.

Earring pairs.

Rock Strata large, glass pebble bead with fine silver.

If I hadn't walked behind this beautiful figure I would probably not have noticed the tiny hand. Having said that the sculpture was so amazing I had to see it in the round. Museo Nazionale Romano.

I thought I was putting a commission together on the side, but the colourway has completely taken over my workbench. I'm getting to the end of some limited-run glass here so reckon I might as well let it.

Loving the levels of ornamental detail on armour - and then rendered in marble. Sketching yesterday in the National Musem (and taking refuge from the heat) back home to very autumnal chill today.

I'd never been to Rome before this year - then ended up there (although briefly) twice. I happily returned to the huge, almost empty Museo Nationale Romano with its four floors of remarkable antiquities. This is an entire room /courtyard and even transplanted to a museum interior in the city it still exudes cool, verdant tranquility.

Eldest has steady hands, and a good eye...... Photo by Liz Gaylard

Clear, cold and glistening, a rockpool in your hands.