Sir Grayson Perry I’ve been fascinated by the innovative and penetrating social commentary in (Sir) Grayson Perry’s work for many years, and not surprised when he was granted a knighthood,
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Three facesThree faces
For November, it was a surprisingly pleasant morning. In need of somewhere to go to stretch our lockdown-cramped legs, we wandered to a neighbouring village to explore its history. Whilst
… a thousand words?… a thousand words?
I was reading an article that tells how much a picture can attract our attention. The inclusion of a single image can increase the likelihood of someone stopping to read
Maiden Mother Crone, Part 8 – Farewell by Helen JonesMaiden Mother Crone, Part 8 – Farewell by Helen Jones
Reblogged from Journey to Ambeth: So this was it. The final stop on my weekend with the Silent Eye, not far from where it had begun for me, two days
Maiden Mother Crone, Part 7 – The Dance by Helen JonesMaiden Mother Crone, Part 7 – The Dance by Helen Jones
Reblogged from Journey to Ambeth: It was Sunday morning, and it was raining again. But I breakfasted with friends, warmth and laughter a pleasant way to begin the day. Outside,
Maiden Mother Crone, Part 6 – Rain to Bow by Helen JonesMaiden Mother Crone, Part 6 – Rain to Bow by Helen Jones
Reblogged from Journey to Ambeth: Along winding roads through green fields, the purpling hills beyond, we travelled back to where our journey began – Easter Aquhorthies. We returned to a
Maiden Mother Crone, Part 5 – The Maiden by Helen JonesMaiden Mother Crone, Part 5 – The Maiden by Helen Jones
Reblogged from Journey to Ambeth: Stone and rain. Rain and stone. It seemed to be a theme of the weekend. No matter the weather, when we reached any stone of
Solstice of the Moon: Graven imagesSolstice of the Moon: Graven images
Our last visit of a weekend that seemed to have flown by all too quickly was to a little church on the edge of Aberdeen. The sun finally decided to
Solstice of the Moon: Circles out of timeSolstice of the Moon: Circles out of time
It looked, for a while, as if we might escape being rained on at our second site of the morning, but no… that would have been too much to ask
Solstice of the Moon: Sacred earthSolstice of the Moon: Sacred earth
The weather was looking none to promising for the final day of the workshop, but at least it wasn’t really raining. It seemed incredible, under the heavy grey of the