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- November 25th, 2009
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An English Arcanum
A WHILE AGO I told you of three mysterious hares who shared between them just three ears and yet had two ears each. All over Dartmoor these hares can be seen, in the roof bosses of churches, on shop s…
- November 4th, 2009
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The November Clock
THE NIGHT has begun to nibble at the tail ends of the days more and more, so that at 5 o'clock the chickens have retired to their coop and our lanterns must be lit - we are getting through lamp oil fa…
- October 26th, 2009
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The falling leaves and the strange case of vitamin B12
ON RETURNING to our hilltop parking spot, we found all well, a few more brown leaves blowing about the wheels, and a sense of relief at being amongst hedgerows again. The colour of things is definitel…
- October 18th, 2009
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At my parents\' house
THIS WEEK we have been visiting our families. We left our house parked in its Dartmoor field and hopped on a bus and then a train. The train took Tui up to the north-east where the fog horn blows out…
- October 6th, 2009
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A new hill in October
AND SO THEY DROVE their house again to a new place. As the hills pulled up their autumn hoods and leaned into the wet winds of October, one of the hills wore a Bedford as its hat, and smoke rose like…
- September 27th, 2009
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Self Portrait
A THIRD DECADE BEGINS! And in need of some "proper" painting practice, I decided to set my last day of twenty-nine in oil paint. I have painted three self portraits in my life, as well as a few drawin…
- September 17th, 2009
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A mountain song for my wordless son
I HAVE PAINTED a new painting, four inches tall this time, and containing the most bent of bodies I have yet portrayed: A mountain song for my wordless son. It is made on the slice of wood that lay di…
- September 7th, 2009
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Acorns and Blackberries
ALL ALONG THE LANES the brambles are fruiting. In between jagged stems burst little black juicy clusters, each day bearing another nearly ready berry. Our long walk to town is slowed by these waylayin…
- August 28th, 2009
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Vagabond Villages & Transient Towns,
I HAVE BEEN THINKING about moving villages: Towns that assemble and disperse and then reassemble. Gatherings of people that are not always in the same one place, or indeed are not always the same coll…
- August 7th, 2009
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The mists between horses and hares
AND SO WE TRAVELLED OFF from Wales towards the Big Green Gathering, overnighting on this spot along the A466 - a picturesque stretch of road that runs down beside the Offa's Dyke path for a while. We…
- July 23rd, 2009
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Wet Welsh Weddings
SINCE YOU LAST SAW US parked in East Anglia, our house has made its longest leap so far (apart from the initial flight south from Scotland). We wended our way west across the country a couple of weeks…
- July 7th, 2009
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The One Two Bird And The Half Horse
SOMEWHERE INSIDE the beginnings of a leaf in a forest far away from things, lays cocooned a memory of a song not yet born. If you lean a gentle ear close enough, you might hear her name spoken. Orla W…
- June 12th, 2009
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In the woods
SOMEWHERE IN SUFFOLK live kind Mr and Mrs G. They share their 160 acres of beautiful wooded farmland with sheep and dogs and moorhens and geese and chickens and bees and for a short while, us too. The…
- June 1st, 2009
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Elder
Elder Mother by Arthur Rackham "Old girl, give me some of thy woodand I will give thee some of minewhen I grow into a tree." AND SO, in various parts of England and Scandinavia, a woodsman who wished…
- May 27th, 2009
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A Carnival of Caravans
GREETINGS FROM THE MOST SOCIABLE HERMITAGE there has been! Though we are usually a quiet pair who like a secluded green spot where only the chattering of birds can be heard, our work and travelling ta…
- May 14th, 2009
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The Greening and The Keening
THERE IS A LADDER that climbs up the side of our wheeled home and takes the daring up to the roof where a roof-rack has appeared, all edged in branches from the woods. If you sit up there, high above…
- May 6th, 2009
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What I saw by the wayside
AFTER NATURE'S WEDDING when the ground was strewn with petal-confetti, I walked along the road, and delighted in my wild garden by the wayside.There I saw growing in blue-eyed carpets Germander Speedw…
- April 28th, 2009
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Oil paint for the ears, spring flowers for the sorrows
THERE ARE WHITE FLOWERS growing beautifully about this rusty old wheel at the front of our truck, but I haven't had a chance to go and look at them these last weeks because I have been painting. Paint…
- April 15th, 2009
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Tree Studio
TUCKED AWAY behind a crumble-down barn, with a logpile, a rusted wheeled farm machine and newly budding trees for neighbours we look out of our back door at rabbit-holed fields and treetops beyond and…
- April 7th, 2009
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A house on your back
THIS MAN CARRIES his house on his back in a drawing just completed by me for a nice lady* who asked me to make her a drawing for her house-builder husband. She had seen my Goods & Chattels Man and…
- March 28th, 2009
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Tiny corners of our home in sunlight after rain
THIS WAYThere are crisscross shadows on the curtainsThe kettle is always onGreen light shines through old wine bottles full of olive oilAnd the strings of strange instruments shiverThe sun shines and…
