girlhood - spring

Just in from the woods and gathering seasonal photographs of my work Girlhood. It's a puzzle, repositioning arms, mimicking the previous photograph, back and forth, tweaking. The woods are peaceful with bird chatter as undetectably, tiny leaves unfurl their promise of the forest canopy. Teaming life, connected, precious. 

 Spring

 Summer

Autumn

whys and wherefores

I'm considering knitting a gravestone cosy for a long deceased stranger. My local church is St John's Leytonstone and I spent a contented hour discovering the treasures within the graveyard this week. The church was built in 1833, the same year slavery was abolished and people who campaigned for this cause are buried here. Making a cosy for an unknown person is a new departure and a very different act from making for my family. I'm untangling the whys and wherefores, allowing the idea to hang in the ether while I make up my mind.

 Leytonstone folk

Did a relative plant a sapling?

Entanglement  

Tiny stone marking four burials