What emerges one day feeds into the next. A series of starting points that form parallel threads crossing or merging unexpectedly. The pebble from yesterday is still in my head, rather than my body. I am minding the gap between […]
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Very excited – I have been asked to show my work for my 100 day project in Margate in November. Here are a few more in the series.
More drawings from my beach time stories sequence
Well being stuck in A&E for a day was no fun but here we go – a few more black and white brush drawings for the 100 day project (only on day 9). I’m calling this series Beachtime Stories, whether […]
For our coiling module we had the theme ‘animal’. Not a theme I was ecstatic about! But then coiling was not a basketry skill I warmed to when I read it on the syllabus. Until I tried it and then […]
From one crabby body to another. Breathing new life into bits of crab chewed and discarded by herring gulls. A joyful playful studio space. Heart: Skull: Lungs: Intestines: Dancing Legs/Pointing Fingers: Flamingo:
Experimenting with a light box – silhouettes of dancing egg cases and holed stones.
Each object, carefully chosen, has its own special place. Studio walls are filled with categorised, catalogued, beach finds.
In time things accumulate. It is not always easy to notice. When dust starts to collect, it is only once it has gathered in swaythes, the sun comes out and casts new light on it, that it gets noticed. Grains […]
One of the greatest challenges for me at the moment is of stillness. Being unwell and tolerating that, along with its unpredictability, brings it’s own internal activity – frustration, impatience, attempts to bargain and negotiate with an irrational unknown. Stillness of […]
The recent storm took me again to the shore. I fought the wind to walk on the shingle and examine the rejected items along the wrack line. String, rubber glove, plastic bottle, shells, bits of crab, bits of stick, […]
On Tuesday I walked to the sea for the first time in several weeks. Having had a crash in energy levels, my capacity to walk any distance plummeted too. On Tuesday I walked to the sea. It was still there: On […]
After a concerted start to write regularly, there has been a long pause. My last post tells me that I was slowing down, attracted to the meandering of the ox bow river at Cuckmere Haven. I remember choosing my words […]
I’m still watching the sea, waiting for the tide to turn and retreat from the beach so I can watch the beach. Noticing how it effects it’s immediate environment, the activity as it changes, I go out looking for drawings. Lines […]
Some thoughts after a wonderful week in Cornwall The experience of living at the very edge of the British Isles – Cape Cornwall has helped to bring together several threads of enquiry, which have been bouncing around in my mind, […]
A friend posted the shipping forecast on Facebook. No explanation just the pressure, wind direction and visibility. I realised how much more it meant to me now, as a virtual island dweller, down the pointy end of Cornwall. When the […]
It’s been over two years since I collaborated with archaeologist Keir Strickland to undertake a research trip to the abandoned island of Swona, in August 2014. Swona is just over a mile long and half a mile wide and lies in the […]
