Today I am going to work with Mark Vernon from Glasgow http://archive.org/details/DataForTheDoubtfulPart7TheChildrenOfToastedCheese . He’s going to record me speaking about some of my dreams. He’ll decide later how he will use them. It feels exciting to be using them in a more focused way, rather than as a kind of back-up for my studio work. […]
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when the bird comes
Birds have been coming increasingly in my work over the past six months. A white bird hovers beside the face of the horse in ‘The Eternal Feminine draws us on’, and it is a bird which holds the transfirgured, joyous figure in ‘The Feathered and the Unfeathered’. Yesterday in my studio I think I completed […]
Soaring, the feathered and the unfeathered.
Soaring, I have been soaring, I touch my toe to the ground, gently push, and off I fly. Opening a book at random today I found writing about Rumi. It recalled almost exactly my dreams about my body, the open windows, and the flesh which is also rubies. So how did I know this? […]
January 2013, new work in my studio
About a picture with a pregnant she – animal. One particular universe; the milk from the breast of Heaven provides the ladder. Wide-cupping branches of this tree, its cells full of condensed light, branches taut, held in the air, holding me tiny, breathless, pinned to it in the immensity, watching, always watching you the deer […]
The Spectator, 29th Dec, 2012, article by Laura Gascoigne: New Dawn for Newlyn School
Really pleased to see a photograph of a recent work, ‘Plant Spirit’, in today’s Spectator (easily accessable on-line) as part of an article by Laura Gascoigne on recent develoments in the life of Newlyn’s art community. This work is at Millennium in St. Ives. Laura also reviews my show at Newlyn Art Gallery; she will […]
Dreams, and more
That dream of the bright windows in my body, I opened them and light was streaming from within them. Another, of looking at myself naked in a mirror; I peeled the skin away, my flesh was studded with jewels, ruby red and clear as pomegranate seeds. A recent dream (Christmas night) of being in a […]
Images of works in the show, and notes on blue light
There is a little blue flame burning at the top of my head. It comes from my crown. A blue light sometimes burns between us, Osiris. I step into a blue fire, I step into you. Your blue flames dance all around me, blue flames like wings. A great wave is perpetually about to break […]
More pictures of the Opening evening
Trying to speak about The Mother holds back the Flood. I didn’t mention the pink band at the top, but I thought of Rudolf Steiner and what he had said about peachy pink and it’s deeply sacred associations. There were many things I could have said in my talk but did not.Partly the heat of […]
Opening night at Newlyn, The Secret Worth A Thousand
Last night went very well. Over a hundred people came to the evening, most of them to the talk as well. I didn’t get the chance to talk to as many people as I had hoped, but I did my best! It felt great to feel so much positive support from all my peers – […]