Emergence

Breathe in for half the year.
Breathe out for half the year.

Something Blue

Something New

The new is only ever laid over the old.

It never truly disappears.

Something Old

Returning to a site of inspiration.  Change is happening fast here.  The old is disappearing to be replaced by the new.  Textures and colours, wharfs and walls - all going.

Drawing into space

A pollarded tree I have been watching all winter - drawing itself into space.  

A Walking Poem

Layers of text and image, thoughts and ideas, based on text from Ivor Gurney's poem 'If I Walked Straight Slap'.  

Tracery

Exploring the local.
Nature drawing tracery against the sky.