Landscape and myth, the story that tries to explain. This subject is board and something which I cannot separate out when trying to respond to an environment. The moon and the crocodile brought this home to me. It was there with us that night, new and in the moment, but the sight and feelings it evoked were ancient and forever and global.
I feel a thread pulling my past and present together. This echoes ideas I played with for my degree work and dissertation all those years ago.
I have just come back from Snowdonia where I spent the weekend on a yoga retreat. The surrounding landscape was quite stunning; again I found time to gather some sketches and photos. This time there was also plenty of time just to be in the landscape. I am worried to say I am going to do this or that, I am playing with the images but in truth I don’t know what I am going to do. I did have some ideas but I can’t seem to quite get hold of it. I think I just need to get messy and experiment.
