The ground rolls. Whether I am looking, perusing, or simply standing, feeling the solidity under me, it nevertheless possesses, embarks and gives a slow almost indiscernible rumble. I am always humbled by the fact that it goes further and further […]
The weekly walk with[out] edges at 7.30am this morning was ‘A walk that sees below the surface of the earth’. It connected unexpectedly with my drawing of tree roots during the workshop with Dilip Sur and with the plan I […]
I find myself part of a rather wonderful collaborative group which has acquired the name ‘Mud Collective’. We have crafted an audio walk that connects Iraq and the UK through soil, telling the story of a pot made from earth […]
Never have I been so excited about being given a whole lot of mud (well, I probably have, but in the context of growing things… which I guess connects all these ideas). Thanks to ceramicist Elsa Naveda as well […]
Part of the thinking about using natural pigments in my work is about being consciously aware of where they are from, geographically, how they are formed, placing them in relation to myself and in relation to the visual content of my […]
Stuck in the mud yesterday. Immobile. No way out of the mud. My legs would not move. Nor my head. Struggle is creative. Forced to focus in this tight spot, I went in circles, searching for my inner earth, my […]
OPEN AFTERNOON IN THE CHURCH The afternoon went well. 15 people came to each of the Readings on Silence sessions and other people visited between times. As promised I will list the four books from which I read extracts: The […]