Rising Above the White Noise : Blue at the Langstrath Birch

There was nothing but white noise. I was standing in the centre of it, shaking from the adrenalin that surged through me with the fear of slipping as I jumped from one wet rock to another, trying to keep myself steady while holding a 44-metre spread of sixty words that were weighty with water. At… Read More

From the Heart: Green – the third installation

We’re just back from quite an amazing afternoon.  Today the Little Asby Hawthorn had a transformation. It has been leafless since late October: high on the limestone scar of Little Asby Common winter comes early. This afternoon, we added a fresh canopy of leaves to it, each leaf carrying a memory, a story or a… Read More

Rising: poetry in place

Yesterday was one of those autumn days when golds, reds and greens become dazzling against a bright sky. Glencoyne Woodland was dreamy – sunlight making the canopies of ash, oak and sycamore leaves a play of translucent colour. Once again the weather forecast was spot on, and our choice of day to hang the orange… Read More