Friday, 1 May 2015

Raikes Mausoleum





It's difficult to tell from these photos, but Raikes Mausoleum is 38 ft (12 m) high and 67 ft (20 m) in circumference. Quite something to spy nesting there in the woods at the North end of Welton Dale, a haunting presence. Built in 1818 by Robert Raikes (1765-1837), it was desecrated in the 1960's and a skull was stolen, later found near the Humber estuary. After a coroners inquest and police investigation the skull was returned and the large vault underneath the main structure was permanently sealed.

David H Parker, who was born in the village in 1931, compiled a memoir about growing up there. He writes, "I will start at the northern end of the village at the top of Welton Dale where there are a few houses and a small church called Wauldby. This once belonged to the Raikes family who lived in the Manor House. Most of their ancestors are buried in a mausoleum which is in the corner of Welton Dale near the Beverley Road. It was built around 1818, with the main burial chamber under a round building which contained lead coffins on shelves around the walls. These had been broken into many years ago during the First World War, there was also a passage leading to another vault. A friend of mine, Bill Goldsmith, and I managed to get into the chamber when we were about twelve by removing a stone slab. While we were down there a shadow moved across the entrance. Bill and I fought each other to get out of there and didn't stop running until we got to Welton. It was only a tree branch moving across the setting sun, but it frightened us thoroughly."

(An extract from Welton As I Remember It: A personal recollection of life and times In the village by David H Parker).



Welton is the site of many springs, the one pictured above is near to the old watermill. Water runs through the village to the mill pond by the church, dropping down from a weir and beyond that in streams down towards the river. I made some music, Home Ground a composition inspired by the water and landscape of this place, as a child growing up there it has haunted and inspired me equally. I recall exploring wood and hedgerow, daring to stir up dark bodies of water with stones and little feet, vanquishing ghosts.



Robert Schuck: Clarinet
Gaynor: voice, piano, pads
Written, performed & produced © Gaynor Perry

For more, see my previous post Home Ground, May 2010.

Thursday, 12 March 2015

The Bird is on the Wing












'Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring
Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To flutter--and the Bird is on the Wing.'

Omar Khayyam


Friday, 5 December 2014

Antidote

Here's my latest musical offering.  This time graced with the wondrous presence of Noko 440.  The accompanying film features talented aerial performer Evelyne Allard.





written & produced by © Gaynor Perry

Noko 440:  wires, whistles & widescreen wonder-dust

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ANTIDOTE

A little sanctuary
A little sanctuary
A gentle touch, feeling warmth
Could it be an antidote, an oasis
Evoking pleasure, carry us away

I’m feeling nothing, I’m weightless like pollen
Try and push me over, resistance like iron
You build me up, thirsty, hungry
Nothing can touch this melody inside me

A little sanctuary
A little sanctuary
Gentle words, feeling warmth
Could it be an antidote, an oasis
Diffusing pressure, melt away

I could forgive you, I could forgive myself
Or tear a hole through the ether
We’re not immune, our shadows entwine
We’ll find the sun, breathless, breathless
Could it be an antidote, an oasis

We’re not immune, our shadows entwine
We’ll find the sun, breathless, breathless

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Thursday, 6 November 2014

Portrait of Kate Daisy Grant

I've been very fortunate recently to work with Kate on the imagery for her album and also the video for her song Silent Night.










You can buy Kate's new album 'Portrait' here.





Saturday, 6 September 2014

Blue Bear



Blue Bear
40 x 40 cm
Oil on board

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This painting & photographs of the bear appear in my book How Shall I Get Elephants To Stay.
Also available in small format.

Tuesday, 19 August 2014

How Shall I Get Elephants To Stay (a book of dreams)

"Dreams are wonderful things, but how often do we forget our dream worlds as soon as we wake up? How much time do we spend trying to remember little snippets of them? Trying to piece them together during our waking hours? Trying to make sense of them?

What if we could write down all of our dreams, using art and photography to illustrate the brilliant, sad, and just plain bizarre aspects of our subconscious? This is exactly what artist Gaynor Perry has done in this remarkable new book.

How Shall I Get Elephants To Stay gives you the chance to get inside the mind of an artist, allowing you to see their innermost thoughts through words, photographs and pieces of artwork.

Using this range of artistic media, the author puts her dreams on display for all to see and ponder, giving you a fascinating insight into her world. Both thought-provoking and evocative, these images and words help to recreate the surreal and ethereal realm of dreams in the mind of the reader.

A lone suitcase stuck in a desolate stream, the beautiful eye of a horse, a silhouette looking out to sea… these images are at once alluring and melancholy, imitating the atmosphere of our other-worldly subconscious creations.

What are the meanings behind these dreams? Will you see any of your own dreams mirrored in this book? And what would your book be like if you were to record the subliminal messages from your own mind?

Whether you’re fascinated by dreams or a fan of modern art and photography, How Shall I Get Elephants To Stay will delight and enchant, captivating your imagination and stimulating your subconscious. Delving into the world of dreams has never been so beautiful."

Jessica Grace Coleman, Author

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The title comes from a lucid dream I had where I was writing a book and the cover said, How Shall I Get Elephants To Stay.  I thought I should honour that dream by making it come true.  GP