From Pink to Peach

The Gower - Wales - With The Magic Number

Then the world turned PINK

Moe/Gary
Sunsets
Music
Cheeks
Conversations
Carpets
Walls
Skin
Laughter
Chicken
Squash
Lips
Eyes
Insect Bites
Petals
Wine
Western Balls

Pure Shores

John and Gary are playing Scatch on the beach whilst I listen to Etta James sing 'At last' whilst smoking a menthol filtered rolled cig wrapped in liquorice paper. Considering the recent arrival of bad news I feel at comfort enjoying this nicotine and sipping a strong measure of dark rum cooled by cherry coke. Part of me out at sea, part of my nose catching the chicken cremating on the instant BBQ.

They have both just ran up the Dune searching for me among the tall rushes... I'll be back later ...

Lost To The Sea

My little baby is gone.

He got put down yesterday and the reality of that and what it means for returning to a empty house hits me in waves at different intervals.  My heart goes out to my husband who is dealing with this alone, at home.  In some selfish way being here makes it easier as momentarily I am lost in conversations without the urge to check he's not at my feet, or waiting on the sofa and I can escape the fact that he is not there any more because I am here. But on this 'turning away' I know I have to almost tread through this grim grief twice.
Last night when we (the magic number) sat on the beach until all we could see was the dark and the foam on the waves  I feel like I have lost something very special and the landscape that surrounds me thrives on this somber.

Moe

Today we (The Magic Number) have begun creating Moe! Moe is our leading character in our film.
We woke up this morning with inspiration after watching 'Womb' last night. It was haunting waking to the similar landscape and hearing the ocean greet our sleepy eyes.
Gary has been Moe's double and is supporting flamingo legs for the afternoon :D

Whimsical Wonderment

There is something about the light and presence here in Foxfield Barn, Lechlade. I am staying here for a couple of days with John and his parents before the Magic Number (Me, John & Gary) head off to Gower in Wales tomorrow on a creative adventure. I find this garden magical. A quiet catalyst to row my mind and take the time to slow down and consider. Consider everything. Measure it all up in a fizzy haze.  Not many places have this direct effect on my mood & mind. 

 I find myself in awe when sitting in the garden at twilight, then later under the fairy lights at night in the deepest part of the garden in the patio area, just taking in the surroundings and moving my eyes across the flowers & bushes in a whimsical flow. Those amazing trees, I have often thought J.K Rowling must have seen them and incorporated their contours in Harry Potter. This barn's garden gives me wonderment and I give it all of my thoughts

In The Night - Elizabeth Jennings

Out of my window late at night I gape
And see the stars but do not watch them really,
And hear the trains but do not listen clearly;
Inside my mind I turn about to keep
Myself awake, yet am not there entirely.
Something of me is out in the dark landscape.

How much am I then what I think, how much what I feel?
How much the eye that seems to keep stars straight?
Do I control what I can contemplate
Or is it my vision that's amenable?
I turn in my mind, my mind is a room whose wall
I can see the top of but never completely scale.

All that I love is, like the night, outside,
Good to gazed at, looking as if it could
With a simple gesture be brought inside my head
Or in my heart. But my thoughts about it divide
Me from my object. Now deep in my bed
I turn and the world turns on the other side.

YP In Blackthorn Northampton want MORE!

John and I have spent two days with the Blackthorn Near Neighbours Charity creatively consulting with their young people about bettering their area and future! Above is Friday night's creation developed and made by the young people with our facilitation.

The young people want MORE and SOMEWHERE To....

Watch this space!