on being with rock

Rocks are forming part of my art practice here at the art residency in Skagaströnd, visually defining a feminine aesthetic.  I see them, I walk on them, I feel into them. I draw them.  I dance on them.  I am one, because I am a mother. Walking to the studio, along the cliff edge or down [...]

on being with rock2018-08-25T15:14:57+00:00

on the great crossing

‘The greatest weapon against stress is our ability to choose one thought over another’ WILLIAM JAMES Three weeks on and with great gratitude to Bindu, who I met on the trail, I now have a record of the Great Crossing through the southern highlands of Iceland (my camera became waterlogged on day two).  In awe [...]

on the great crossing2018-08-19T12:33:15+00:00

on bathing in iceland

Quite a delight to visit the newly renovated swimming baths in Reykjavik.  Sundhöllin, is the oldest of the public baths in Iceland and a real treat.  Taking a bath is to enter into a delicate, well considered, wholesome experience.  So I found Sundhöllin, next to the Church, as it happens, to explore the ins and [...]

on bathing in iceland2018-08-12T21:35:23+00:00

walking in iceland

Walking has been a part of a daily practice for some time.  It has required an openness to go slower, to engage more fully in my surroundings and to keep expenses to a minimum.  I am walking off my angst in a difficult year. Whether it be the streets and beaches of Fremantle, the fence lines [...]

walking in iceland2018-08-05T20:25:42+00:00

on a wandering uterus

To feel the skin is to be vulnerable.  It is vulnerability that moves the edges, morphing and haunting the boundaries, emerging and retreating, being present and absent, building and unravelling, free from over-coding and over-riding the pathology of that which is ‘unfeminine’.  How can we develop a ‘maternal feminine aesthetic’, one which [...]

on a wandering uterus2018-08-19T19:05:00+00:00


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