Monthly Archives: December 2010

  Last night after Tigr’s cubs had gone home and things were quiet I had some time to reflect. I have two pieces of work on the table at the moment; one is an extension of Grandma, an adaption to her … Continue reading →

  Piglet raced through the snowy countryside taking us to fetch a few last minute groceries. Topically enough the view above, known locally as ‘The King’s Ride’ is not only a favourite place of mine but was the favourite gallop of … Continue reading →

The shortest day has passed; a thousand flames licked skywards, candles, bonfires, votives, chiminea all across the land offering like for like, an act of sympathetic magic to recall the sun. Conversation wandered as it does at such times to … Continue reading →

I’m curled up on my sofa, the day’s end is fast approaching and I am in a contemplative mood. I’ve just been out for a walk, the roads aren’t bad, the snow is behaving the way it always used to … Continue reading →

Today has been productive. The morning was spent on trying out different ways of creating something I hope to work on making during my next performance. it’s not quite as exact a science as the crochet, I am hoping that … Continue reading →

When I’m creating a piece of work I like to make it as versatile as possible but even so there are some places which are more appropriate than others for my particular style of performance. A couple of days back … Continue reading →

hu8ip;/’/i[8=’gb~0 pbnn;mLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL I left the lappie unattended for a moment and Sammy made the most of it – does anyone here read cat?

The Charioteer plunged into the grasping, clinging, fog. Grotesque approximate outlines of the mighty oaks which line the road loomed up ominously above the phantom hedgerows. Trusting his skills and courage I sat, silent, watching, imagining, anticipating. The air froze, … Continue reading →

For the last three days whilst we had a delightful visit to LJ’s and enjoyed a delicious Christmas dinner with all the trimmings including snow, icicles at the windows and a blazing fire in the ingle our wee Sammy headed … Continue reading →