Etching and Graphite
A piece I made experimenting with intaglio printing whilst living in Edinburgh. Â This has some Scandinavian influence with very gentle colours.
Screen printed design for The Unthanks’ 10 year Anniversary Memory Box.
Pen and ink.
This is available as a silkscreen print at Â£30 unframed.
â€œFor the morn will be their day, what will be their way
What will they make of their land, sea and sky
Man, I’ve seen awfu’ change but it still seems gie strange
Tae look at my world through a young laddie’s eyesâ€
Â© Matt Armour
Pen and ink. Â ThisÂ illustrationÂ isÂ available as a silkscreen print at Â£30 unframed.
Inspired by the song writing of Harry Roberston and the singing of Nic Jones.
In â€˜fifty-six I sailed on board a ship called â€˜Byron Iâ€™,
She carried trawler men on deck, and a harpoon whaling gun.
Heigh-ho ye trawler menÂ come on, forget the snapper and the prawn,
And itâ€™s out of Ballina weâ€™ll sail, a-fishing for the Humpback whale.
Out of Ballina we’ll SailÂ was used as the promotional image for the exhibition Ardent Form, byÂ Resonate Collective. Â Click on the link below to read more and find out about upcoming projects and exhibitions.
Pen and ink. Â This illustration is available as a silkscreen print at Â£30 unframed.
This illustration is inspired by the song TheÂ Trawlin’ Trade, which I first encountered listening to the musicÂ of the Scottish folk band Malinky. Â The song was written by John Conolly of Grimsby and captured my fascination for songs of the sea.
THE TRAWLIN’ TRADE
North to the Faeroe Islands, south to the coast of Spain
West with the whaling fleet and up to the pole again
Over the world of water, seventeen seas we’ve strayed
Now to the north we’re sailin back to the trawlin’ trade
Come, ye bold sea-farin’ lads
There’s fortunes to be made
In the trawlin’ trade
Back to the midnight landings, back to the fish salt smell
Back to the frozen winds that bite like the teeth of hell
Back to the strangest game that ever a man has played
Haul the stormy rollers back to the trawlin’ trade
Doon wi yer nets and tackle, doon wi yer nets and gear
Wait for the winches winding, wait for the deckie’s cheer
Up wi the shining harvest, glittering silver spray
Down to the decks below to pay for the trawlin’ trade
Home wi the harvest wind and back to the Humber tide
Down to the water’s edge and jump to the waterside
Roll with a rolling bunch of fishermen newly paid
Down to dockside pubs to drink to the trawlin’ trade
A silkscreen print made as part of a series of fox illustrations inspired by fables of theÂ anthropomorphicÂ red fox; a sly and cunning character whose tricks are used Â inÂ necessity for survival.