doorways

Small moments. Fragments of my insides.Threads to pick up. Objects to place. Being with discomfort. Creating from that place. I see forests, oceans, rivers, land, weaving themselves through my mind, speaking their stories. pollution. deforestation. over harvesting. mining. colours. density. whispering, dancing elementals. ski slopes. brain storms. atoms. supernovas. stars aligning; matariki / pleiades rising.… Continue reading doorways

Navigating the dark.

There is a strangeness, here. We have found ourselves inside a liminal space, making in a largely subconscious way. Led by drawings made with our eyes closed, it is not clear where we are heading. Estela Saez-Vilanova is a marvellous teacher in the way she reads the imagery of our works like she is sifting… Continue reading Navigating the dark.

Reverence for slow rhythms: A Ritual.

A red serpent lays coiled upon dry, red earth Old skins shed, grief no longer lingers It sleeps and dreams of new life, deeper tones Midnight black, a glittering starlit river weaves Receive the low, undulating hum of the land.   Reverence for slow rhythms (2023). Red jasper stone, recycled kauri wood, kawakawa panipani (beeswax… Continue reading Reverence for slow rhythms: A Ritual.