A fitting tribute to the humble silk worm and its interrupted life cycle at La Filature artist residency.
A fitting tribute to the humble silk worm and its interrupted life cycle at La Filature artist residency.
A tribute to the shuttered windows of Lasalle and its colourful streetscape.
The work we do. I’ve been thinking of that today as I wove strips of photocopied posters advertising the silk industry which dominated the Cévennes up until fifty or so years ago.
Today was a day for tidying up in the studio. Tomorrow I will be joined by a choreographer from Portugal who I hope will bring another way of thinking through movement to this artist space.
Today is le quatorze juillet, the 14th July. In Australia we call it Bastille Day (after the storming of the Bastille during the French Revolution) but in France it is referred to as la fête nationale (national day) and as such is a public holiday.
When things are flowing, you feel like you are dancing. Ideas flow from one thought to the next. Suddenly you are brim full, your body performing a dance of hands…
Today I thought about failure and about the process you go through as you creatively work through your ideas.
When I was in primary school, my grade four teacher called me windbag because I talked so much.
How to actually start a new project from scratch? When I walked into the studio space this morning, I was again struck by the idea of making a space for me
Its Monday morning and the weekly market has set up radiating out from the centre of town near the church, filling the streets
The first part of any new project is reconnaissance ~ that's a French word meaning preliminary surveying or research from the verb reconnaître,
After finally arriving in France via La Rochelle we did a quick trip to Brittany to conclude our tour of neolithic sites in the UK and Brittany, France.
I have always wanted to go to Newgrange. Perhaps more so than Stonehenge. It is the one of the oldest solstice aligned temples in the world…
Throughout our UK travels, we have visited many neolithic sites, from the Standing Stones of Stenness, Ring of Brognar and Skara Brae on the Isle of Orkney
Whenever I travel through countries which have mosques, I always stop for a moment when I hear the adhan, the Muslim call to prayer.
alls....It seems like everyone these days either has one or wants to build one.
I've been thinking about angels. The ones in fluffy cumulous clouds, just out of sight.
Cornwall will forever be Jamaica Inn and Rebecca, The Shell Seekers and more lately, Doc Martin.
History is a place. Its a town, a building, a community, a people. As history is also famously written by the victors,