Images and Text from the Silent Eye Workshop: Whispers in the West…
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Angles of Approach…
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Concord of Stones…
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Step forward Spirit…
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Claws of what?…
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Pinnacle and Fulcrum…
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Aligning the Sky…
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Thresholds in Time…
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‘Shroom Cap Stoop…
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Guarding the Shade…
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Seeing through Stone…
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The massive presence of the mountain called Skiddaw towers over the Lakeland town of Keswick. The entire north-eastern horizon is dominated by its sheer size. I was intending to simply
There are at least three dimensions to one of the Silent Eye’s discovery weekends. There’s the place itself, with its features – ancient and modern; there’s the social side, most
Philip Sidney was born, in 1554, into prosperity and with connections. He was the eldest son of Sir Henry Sidney and Lady Mary Dudley – making him a relative of
I’m standing on a plastic bottle, and, for once, I’m not trying to crush it for disposal so that it won’t fill up the bin–or even the recycling box. What
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Once I lived by the Avebury circle, as a youngster playing beneath the stone, fairies pixies and nymphs were acted out. Now full circle I have come, having moved from East Anglia in recent years. Returning to the west now only an hour from Stone Henge, you could say coincidently I find myself here… full circle in the comfort of the stones.
Beautiful pictures reminding me today, thank you.
You’re welcome Ellen. I have always wondered what the residents of Avebury get from the stones. Whenever we ask we are met with blank stares. Most people perhaps, unlike you, put up barriers…
As children we got adventures and magical fantasies that obviously shaped (or warped) my imagination. Though it may have been inherent in me, we will never be sure.
And why shouldn’t you…
I suspect it’s inherent in most people if they’d only give it a chance…may even make them a bit happier…
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Someday I’ll see these in person. The photos are stunning, the real thing….
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‘Tis said that fairies have been seen at Pentre Ifan, resembling little children with red capes.
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Having seen similar stones in Ireland, I do get the feeling!