Its the quiet places that stay with me. Might be because that's where there is time and space to observe, secure in the feeling of being unobserved.
I have been trying to think of ways to record what is there with more that photographic images. The textures, patterns and smells. The gritty, prickle infestations and what grows around and about. This beaut little home made press lets me emboss paper with the shapes of the flora, in a very small way.
Tiny impressions of shape and colour, linked with linen.
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