Month: January 2014

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masks in our artist circle we spent last night making masks from plaster. this was inspired by an earlier conversation about the power of masks in our lives to help us play roles and be who we think we need to or want to be in a situation. i often thought about masks as something very protective – but last night taught me about the vulnerability, surrender & trusting-ness of having a mask made and […]

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  Eisblumen Last Sunday morning I woke up to frost: a web of fine icy lace had spread across grass, leaves, flowers and cob webs. I was so excited about this crisp frost morning after weeks of not real winter that I went for a walk across Tower Hamlets Cemetery. As expected the frost had done its magic to the old graves, rusty iron works, wingless angels, wonky tombstones, garlands of ivy and bushes growing […]

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memories this coming week it’ll be 10 years since i’ve returned from Gulu, Northern Uganda, where i lived and worked from 2001-2004. sometimes those years seem so long ago and far away as if they happened in another life; then all of a sudden a little glimpse of something appears out of nowhere and brings the intensity of life in Northern Uganda back for a brief eternity. this dead and mutilated motor bike was one […]

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Weekly photo blog

twelfth night on the high street a man heaves two christmas trees into the back of a van the golden stars that once gilded the tree tops now dangle down on limp branches bedecked with dried oranges the fragrance still sharp and sweet the two trees are entangled as if hugging each other for their last journey next door someone cleans the large window around a racing bike that leans against the glass it starts […]