‘Workplace’ Taking Stock : Loughborough Paul Conneally 31st October 2020 Taking Stock is a series of works linked to and emerging from artist photographer Christopher Mear’s walk to work as a retail operative. Here I transpose his walk directions from […]
It is lovely being back in the studio now that my studies have finished for the academic year. Then again, my research continues on, both in my practice and reading. During my lock-down walks I had been taking photographs of […]
On reflection, my Lockdown project: Questing for Forest Cove ended up being about an old wall. I don’t remember why I ever looked at google maps that day but it led me to go in search of a ‘way’. A well worn […]
On reflection, my Lockdown project: Questing for Forest Cove ended up being about an old wall. I don’t remember why I ever looked at google maps that day but it led me to go in search of a ‘way’. A well worn […]
The past week has been a bit rough – glad to be back on treatment but the drugs are strong. I must have slept for 12 hours on Friday. Before starting the new (old) chemo drugs I did manage a […]
Last week, I came to the conclusion that no matter what I do, I’ll end up hurting someone. This left me feeling stuck; I felt I had to do something but I also felt I could do nothing that helped. […]
As we plan our exhibition together at Spitalfields Studios in November, Karen Wood and I are looking at how we can invite people into our collaboration, to share our working processes of noticing and recording. This is in part informed […]
The last few months have been very eventful as I developed a couple of walks through Thread and Word One of these was ‘Sumak Kawsay’, a walk for Terminalia which unexpectedly resulted in a small book of verses to put […]
This blog considers the act and the media of Drawing in both the organisational methodology and the essential instinctive gestural aspect of Making.
The wind drawings are part of the on-going Mourning Stone Project https://www.a-n.co.uk/blogs/the-mourning-stone-project/ and a collaborative drawing research project Touching The World Lightly http://blogs.brighton.ac.uk/ttwl/ they began on a windy holiday in 2013 and re appeared in the Mourning Stone project in a different guise.
Emily Jolley, Tania Rutland, Jenny Staff, Anna Twinam-Cauchi and myself are working towards an exhibition at Worthing Museum and Gallery in June 2019. Our focus is Cissbury Ring and I have been up there walking, idling amongst the Gorse, picking […]
By way of an explanation, we will be celebrating Terminalia with Thread and Word in Seasalter through a walk with poetry readings ( you are welcome to bring a contribution) and the meditative knotting of ropes. I will supply the […]
Here a cement block which will be part of our walk in Seasalter celebrating the Roman God of Boundaries Terminus. Terminalia was an ancient Roman festival in honour of the god Terminus, who presided over boundaries. His statue was merely […]
I walk every day with my Irish Terrier Fred. These are not done in the manner generally associated. A 20 minute round the block, down to the co-op for milk or along the coastal path with visitors on a windy […]
THREAD AND WORD – A WALK WITH SHRINES AT THE MARGATE BOOKIE A Walk with Shrines, unwrapping, revealing and reflecting. Elaina Arkeooll reflects on her Ofrenda’ Blue Beard’s box’, Guy Debord and The Book of Proverbs We unwrapped Elaina’s offering […]
Drawing inspiration from Dee Heddon’s walking libraries and the book Home Altars of New Mexico, Thread and Word’s Walking Shrines is a walk which takes you on a journey through books, poetry, Margate and the passion and following these engender. […]
We have been down the woods a few times recently. Looking at the colours and enjoying the walk not thinking much just experiencing the landscape. Fred is off searching and I’m just looking at the trees in a strange ‘semi […]
Fred has cut his back leg and does not seem too fused about going out this morning. He is curled up comfortable – lots of licking going on but generally seems Ok. I think he must have cut his leg […]
