More recent roundels, a bespoke hand-painted pair for a London client, featuring a Dartford Warbler and a Stonechat.

These will form the centrepieces of a pair of new #Victorian style #stainedglass front door panels.

Each one has had 5-6 kiln firings to build up the layers of detail and colour.

'Love' by Henry Holiday, 1920, at Ormesby St Michael, Norfolk. One for St Valentine's Day.

Ormesby St Michael: www.norfolkchurches.co.uk/ormesbymicha...

This stained glass light box of mine will be on display at the Outsider Art Fair, New York, from 27 Feb 27 - March 2 with Marion Harris Gallery.
#newyorkartfair #outsiderartfair #selftaughtartist

Some recent Victorian-style hand-painted stained glass roundels, featuring a pair of robins and, my favourites, long tailed tits.

Wonderful visit to the Tirzah Garwood exhibition at Dulwich Picture Gallery yesterday. Beautiful, inspiring, uplifting but also heartbreaking.

Some highlights were her collages with pressed ferns, the extract from her autobiography, read by Tamsin Grieg, and her dream-like, surreal oil paintings.

i used to Walk Around And Look At Things because it made my art better. now it feels more like making art takes away from the time i have to do the actually-important work of Walking Around And Looking At Things

Oh no, the Chinese version of the shitty plagiarism machine is better than the domestic one we also never wanted!

Hardman Angels from 1897 at St Mary Kidderminster.

#stainedglasssunday #stainedglass #johnhardmanpowell #hardmanandco

Sweet little commission from a couple of years ago, a celebration of the best things about February- the return of wrens singing and hellebores. Not long now!

#stainedglass

Just a bit of kiln magic 🪄
Transparent glass enamels turn from a dusty grey to a deep luscious green after firing.

#stainedglass

Work in progress on some front door panels with William de Morgan tile designs, for an interior design client.

#stainedglass

“Men still live who, in their youth, remember pigeons; trees still live that, in their youth, were shaken by a living wind. But a few decades hence only the oldest oaks will remember, and at long last only the hills will know…“
-Aldo Leopold

Hello Bluesky. Think I’m just going to hang out here for a while.