Continuing Work

On my journey back from Nottingham yesterday, I listened to a podcast of In Our Time about William Wordsworth's The

I am not, at least as far as I’m aware, a sculptor, but I think that what I’m striving to

The Past is Time without a ticking clock. A place where paths and roads are measured in years. The Present

Below is a typical, early 20th century studio portrait. The subject - a boy - sits on a prop. Behind

Prior to my residency in Australia, I've been researching my four-times great uncle Stephen Hedges (1811-1885) who was transported there

The following photographs were taken during a walk I made along the route as described in the previous entry Lead

I sometimes think of these images as pieces of theatre. There's the stage on which a man stands wearing his

One of the nicest compliments I received during Friday's private view was '...these remind me of Siegfried Sassoon...'. The works

A triptych comprising photographs taken at Shotover on Sunday.

I love roads: The goddesses that dwell Far along invisible Are my favourite gods.Roads go on While we forget, and

On Monday 28th January 1828, a sawyer by the name of Richard Burgess was travelling from Abingdon to Oxford with

I wouldn't really call this a poem, but poem is the best word I can think of to describe what

Today, on a walk around Oxford, I completed my first text map which I began in Ampney Crucis about a

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The project I am working on for the Travel and Trauma (Dark Tourism) conference (11-12th April) is now - in

Following on from my last entry I've been wondering whether an empathetic link between ourselves and those who fought and

The compost heap is some eight feet in circumference and about three feet high at its highest point. It comprises

Following on from the completion of my text map (which I'm thinking of as a map of an individual rather

What interests me about the video footage from the archaeological dig at Belzec (1999) is the sense of colour and

This weekend, I was drawing with my children. Eliot was drawing in his usual style... ...and as I watched, I

On Tuesday I made my way to Shotover to work on a piece I've been thinking about for quite some

I decided to do a walk today, one which I would record in single words or very short phrases. I

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IntroductionIn Wales in 2008 I walked a path along which my great grandfather had walked every day from his home

More work using the iPad Pro and pencil.

The past is silent. To know the past, one must know silence. The theme of silence has come up a

Having completed the stitching for ‘”Missded’ 2″, I’ve now cut it up to create the ‘tokens’ shown below.

A busy day today working on a piece tentatively titled 'Hammock' and another which has yet to acquire even a

In January this year, I used words from two seemingly unrelated books to create an installation in Shotover Country Park

I've always found it amazing, when, on a programme like Time Team, an apparently empty field is shown to have