Privilege

I created this piece in response to arising awareness of the inequality of privilege. I named it ‘Grief’ as this awareness holds so many stories of the effects that the creation or manifestation of privilege leaves behind in its trail. This painting is called ‘Grief’ a 91cm x 71cm (910mum x 710mum) on Canvas Mixed…

Thoughts On A Poem By Wayne Muller

The word humility, like the human, comes from humus, or earth. We are most human when we do no great things. We are not so important; we are simple dust and spirit—at best, loving midwives, participants in a process much larger than we. If we are quiet and listen and feel how things move, perhaps…

Dawna Markova Poem

I will not die an unlived life.I will not live in fearof falling or catching fire.I choose to inhabit my days,to allow my living to open me,to make me less afraid,more accessible;to loosen my heartuntil it becomes a wing,a torch, a promise.I choose to risk my significance,to live so that which came to me as…

Existential Moments

Arrived in Drumnadrochit last night to find I was invited to share a very special birthday moment with someone I had just met.  The backpackers lodge has just been taken over by new management (and their adorable baby), they had prepared a birthday cake for a member of staff and just as I arrived in…

The Journey Begins

The journey begun early and after some cinema in Glasgow I am now aboard my connecting bus to the first stop of this trip, Drumnadrochit.  I was surprised to discover I am travelling on a luxury bus! A nice flow of free refreshments, I'm feeling fortunate. Discussion so far has focused on the the natural…