Mapping the In-Betweens
By the time I was seven I had moved house four times in three countries on two continents. A few years later, I found myself dropped into another new place:…
A space, an ambiance, a home
A modest row of cottages is set apart from Cambridge’s Castle Street by a small green on one side and St Peter’s Church on the other, right next to Cambridge…
Canta de mí Sangre
Unabashed Creek bed: clear green washes all stones un-rough in smooth grip when the light spills and it is mid-week, no one is aware skins shed. Trees strip slipping…
Entrained Rhythms
I: Aretha I’ve just moved to Uppsala, Sweden, where at first I knew no-one, apart from my old friend Kalle, who with characteristic kindness invited me to go see Amazing…
Sur toute la ligne
As walking, talking and gesticulating creatures, human beings generate lines wherever they go. – Tim Ingold, Lines: A Brief History (2007) …
Living Symphonies
Between Liverpool Street and Chingford, the heatwave had cooked the train carriage and all who rode in her to fetid ripeness. On the other side of the parting doors, the…
12 Circular Walks
Having been working on 180 degree panoramic drawings of opposite sides of the Severn, my attention shifted to exploring 360 degree imagery, something more immersive. The all-seeing eye of the…
The Burroughs Garret
In The Nature of Gothic, nineteenth-century art critic John Ruskin wrote that there is beauty in imperfection, and that ‘the demand for perfection is always a sign of the misunderstanding…