In Pursuit of Spring: Final Words
A journey (now complete) on my camper-van-camino from the Scottish Highlands to Cornwall. Each day, I’ll write a short post and produce a watercolour drawn from the day’s experiences.
This digest revels in the in-between, the transitional, the presence of absence. My camera with its dials and knobs and sharp focus has taken me into the blur of things. It has taught me that because things can't be measured it doesn't mean that it isn't there. The spirit of things, the essence of our places is as real as my shutter button.
A journey (now complete) on my camper-van-camino from the Scottish Highlands to Cornwall. Each day, I’ll write a short post and produce a watercolour drawn from the day’s experiences.
In Pursuit of Spring Special Edition - Part One
A journey (now complete) on my camper-van-camino from the Scottish Highlands to Cornwall. Each day, I’ll write a short post and produce a watercolour drawn from the day’s experiences.
In Pursuit of Spring Special Edition - Part One
Through the journey, this long apprenticeship will gather into something shared. Threaded through it all will be Edward Thomas reminding us how even in the deepest winter hope springs eternal.
By the end of this journey - what will it know of me?
And thus I have found myself in a career where attentiveness is a necessary prerequisite. In the years since I started out, something has gradually washed over me - and through me - like wine through water.
All of this sits with me as I walk on through the rain towards St Bartholomew’s. What is it with the veneration of old bones? Perhaps we’re not seeking proof at all, but orientation – a way of touching the values Alfred’s story seemed to hold.
This little place that looks like a house stands as a marker in Britain’s incremental movement towards toleration.
✨ Wondering why I ask for support?
An Anxiety of Memberships