the repeated action which brings temporary comfort …plucking, gathering, garnering, a soft harvest amounting to nothing.
In the uproar we turn, we wait, we turn, we wait, we wait, we turn for who is the fairest of them all?
…shifting slippage in-between or perhaps just a non…entity in this too fast moving world.
Mothers , motherhood perhaps passing into age perhaps listening, holding, keeping, marking time and weight perhaps
The continuing uncertainty about my work has wormed in deeper this week, fingers ice cold. In my head it is clear; I want to take up little space, to tread […]
A play with scale. Floor to ceiling. Cast low and reaching tall. Crawling, creeping, flat and formless to stuffed fat, full and heavy. A weighted thing with presence. No way forward and […]