Calgary Bay: Looking out across the sea

by JennyOrwin | Nov 6, 2025 | Feltmaking, Nature, Out and about, Reflections, Studio

I’m working on a piece at the moment inspired by Calgary Bay, a beautiful bay on the west of the Isle of Mull. Looking out across the sea, another island in the distance, then empty space as far as I can see. There is something special about sitting for a while by the...

Transitions: Shorelines, Sunsets and Seasons

by JennyOrwin | Sep 29, 2025 | Feltmaking, Nature, Reflections, Studio

The piece on the studio table at the moment is ‘Sunset over Loch Awe’ (Loch Awe is a beautiful loch in Argyll and Bute in Scotland and is the longest freshwater loch in Scotland). In some ways this is a piece about transitions, of being on the edge –...

Out and About in February

by JennyOrwin | Mar 17, 2025 | Nature, Out and about, Plants and flowers

I’m starting a new series looking at what has inspired me each month when I’ve been out and about, including nature, the seasons, landscapes and gardens. Even though Spring hasn’t quite arrived yet, February feels like the month when the new cycle of...

September and October in the Studio

by JennyOrwin | Nov 1, 2024 | Creativity, Nature, Out and about, Plants and flowers, Reflections, Sketches

September brought the Autumn Equinox and last weekend the clocks changed. It feels like a good time to reflect on the value of recognising the seasons and allowing space for a circular rhythm in life as well as linear progression, space for finishing things off as...

Opening up to the Seasons and Weather

by JennyOrwin | Apr 4, 2024 | Nature, Out and about, Plants and flowers, Reflections

I was thinking recently about how much my life is well insulated from the weather, seasons and nature. A lot of the time I’m in a bubble of my well insulated and centrally heated house (something I definitely appreciate) with electric lighting, working at my...

Winter Trees

by JennyOrwin | Mar 21, 2024 | Nature, Out and about, Reflections, Sketches

I’m remembering a walk in January when a lone tree in a field caught my attention, the shape of the branches against the sky, how stripped back it was without leaves or flowers or fruit of any kind, how during the Winter all the scars from fallen branches and...