new collection:

A Storm Gathers

A Storm Gathers,

she brings the clouds,

A Storm Gathers,

She brings the rain,

A Storm Gathers,

She brings the winds,

A Storm Gathers,

She leaves the strand line…

This collection is about the colours, the patterns, the shapes of the recent storms, of Eunice and of Franklin. They whipped the sea into foam and huge waves, they sprayed our faces with salty water and splashed with steely skied rain.

The trees bent to the ground, protecting themselves against the unending wind. Then, sun, bright and warm.

Pockets were filled with pebbles and drift wood, deadheads and limpets burgeoned out of buckets… I record, these are my findings so far.