When You Call I Shall Come film – one year on

It is nearly a year since I filmed the footage of the Spring Bore at the start of the covid19 pandemic. There were no surfers, few other viewers. Just me and the Severn. It was very poignant, a privilege. Next week I shall film again, haunted by the memory of that unique moment in time.Continue reading “When You Call I Shall Come film – one year on”

Visioning in a pandemic

staring into white spacewaitingi see a circlein the skystart to emergethen fade awayi’m watchingslow breathingthe whitenessblocking my ability to thinkthe tide coming inand going outthings float across my visionmy eye keeps returningto the whiteand the yellowoh so slightlyyellow circlethat i keep thinkingi can seebut then can’tbirds call in the dawngetting louder with hopefor a newContinue reading “Visioning in a pandemic”

2021 Steps From Home – Walking the Land

Friday 1st January 2021- First Friday Walk The prompt text from the ‘Walking the Land‘ team: A few paragraphs of text from Thomas A Clark’s ‘In Praise of Walking’: ‘A rock outcrop, a hedge, a fallen tree, anything that turns us outof our way, is an excellent thing on a walk.Wrong turnings, doubling back, pauses andContinue reading “2021 Steps From Home – Walking the Land”

Everyone, everywhere, every-time – on the ownership of creative work, land and river

During lockdown I, like many others, have been doing more thinking than usual. I’ve read new books, experimented with different cooking, making art, trying out new apps and podcasts, basically allowing myself to explore things I was not looking at before. That includes ways to distract myself from feeling anxious. Today, before I got outContinue reading “Everyone, everywhere, every-time – on the ownership of creative work, land and river”

THE ACT OF TAKING A PHOTOGRAPH IS AN ACT OF LOVE

In 2005 the artist Phil Collins spoke at a conference at Bristol Zoo, run by Claire Doherty of Situations. He said that historically some believed a camera could take the steal of a person, but he, personally, felt the act of taking a photograph is an act of love. That comment is core to thisContinue reading “THE ACT OF TAKING A PHOTOGRAPH IS AN ACT OF LOVE”

REACHING SATURATION POINT

Listening to the weather when I awake It is unsettled and petulant With a grey moody texture Swishes of tyres, squelching of feet The soundtrack of recent weeks Puddles become pools become rivers Heavy grey skies mirrored in a spectacular waterland As far as the eye can see Water defies boundaries, bursts banks, streams overContinue reading “REACHING SATURATION POINT”

Saturday thoughts: black, white, grey, erasure, rebuilding, remembering

I’m in the middle of doing a large charcoal and chalk drawing on black pastel paper. I’ve always had a penchant for working on black surfaces. During my MA I projected videos onto black perspex, lay thick printing inks onto black watercolour when I made monoprints. I attended an Arvon writing residency about arts writingContinue reading “Saturday thoughts: black, white, grey, erasure, rebuilding, remembering”

Of church bells, towers & vertigo – 360-degree images from high above the River Severn

Earlier this year Andy Vivian very kindly took me up into the bell tower of St. Peter’s Church in Newnham. We were armed with my 360-degree camera which I controlled remotely. Those who know me well are aware that if I stand on a chair I get dizzy and wobbly, so going up into theContinue reading “Of church bells, towers & vertigo – 360-degree images from high above the River Severn”