On my growing son380 viewsWatching my son playing in the garden, thinking back to my parents watching me play, and thinking forwards ...
The passing seasons377 viewsA fanciful love poem written between the earth and the sun, expressing the passing seasons as a divine romance. Used to introduce a midwinter celebration, and symbolically mark out the quarters of the ritual arena.
Hare, tree and pond364 viewsGlass mosaic tiles
I just want to make people think360 viewsThis essay explores a common thread between my own work and the (utterly different) work of Damien Hirst. Are we, in our own unique ways, actually trying to achieve the same thing?
First Dream (5)356 views
Flight (7)355 views
Dawn (6)351 views
Rites351 viewsImprovised response to audience, processed with MIDI live to create a sound loop. Audience then invited to augment the sound background through a microphone passed round the seated area.
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