In response to Isabell Buenz’s paper flowers Past Pulling Petals Off The day my decree nisi dropped in I was alone in the studio. I lifted sheets of lawyerese, found myself tearing up page after page. I worked like a mad thing. Material instructs fingers, fingers give rise to image. Once nervous of new directions, I’m up for anything to bani
In response to Katie Anderson’s box of glass golf balls Ball Games Morgan played golf with crystal balls. There was nothing explicit in the rules to stop him. Other golfers gradually realised how well he was attuned to the play of wind, the lie of the green. He’s trying to mess with your heads, pay no attention, advised caddies. Driving gol
Inspired by Sarah Keast’s “Iona North End Findings with Offering Bowls” I came, I saw, I pondered – In glacial time – Not verse nor rhythm Not scan nor rhyme But findings in a bowl Left as blessings to a past And a hope without a future In an absence that‘s so old. I came, I saw, I pondered – In the turning tide
Inspired by Isabell Buenz’s paper flowers Here are folded words Like closed wings on silent birds. Here are my folded words: Open them – Release these flowers in flight: These words are songs of birds.
Seven Feathers by Sarah Keast It’s that thing with opposites the old, the new hard, soft, yin, yan, me you One hand gently cups this frail reminder the other, with sharpened point scores and scratches its likeness in the steel Now trapped and framed do you feel the air resisting or its warm embrace so softly fall.
Paper flowers a bouquet Isabell Bunz Flowers made from paper. The paper is not plain but has some kind of print resembling a newspaper without the smudgy ink seen and touched in newspapers – clean and clear. Each of the flowers has six petals, rather intricately bound with a centre that looks like tiny petals, an ingenious piece of work, pleasing
Shadow Land Heather Davies Shadow Land presents a picture of the infusion of colours, I would describe as kaleidoscopic. I am leaving this beautiful scene, in which is bound all I have known and endured; the hills I had climbed to find a spot surrounded by trees and much foliage; and where I gazed at and was exhilarated by the panoramic view. Atop