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Time Sensitive

I was born in Weymouth many years ago.  The Jurassic coast line holds a deep resonance for me.  I never fail to feel refreshed, inspired renewed from just being ‘home’.

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This fueled some work based on grids and rust and water.  I work with the effects of time mostly thee days in my art and so the process is slow and meditative.  I hand stitch.

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Hand stitching, hand spinning, hand dyeing, hand knitting, drawing, markmaking, walking.  All these activities have become part of my existence from week to week, part of a ritual I suppose.  Time.  Time spent, taking time, making time, documenting time, marking time, journeys in time, remains of time, impact of time.

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Either way, this world

has picked me enough times for its madness vase

for me to know sanity is not

running from the window when the lightening comes.

Its turning thunder into grace,

knowing sometimes the break in your heart

is like the hole in the flute.

Sometimes it’s the place

where the music comes through.

Andrea Gibson.  The Madness Vase.

I am building up confidence through small insignificant tasks which give me time for a meditative approach to the everyday.  Exploring what its like to be me and do the things I enjoy again.  I enjoy much more, much more!

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What a seductive habit rushing has become.  It is a default setting.  If I feel insecure, or inadequate I find myself speeding up, rushing to fit as much in 24 hours as possible!  Not only is this unproductive but it adds chaos into my head, making it feel more full than it actually is!

I am no master at this, but as a discipline I try everyday to set aside half an hour or so to just do something slowly, carefully, thoughtfully.  Today I ventured to Pinterest…………. (more than half an hour………….).




This has been a week of goings.  It has left me feeling a bit hollow inside.  We now have only 5 pups left and 3 of these go at the weekend.  I am glad as they all have lovely homes but sad as they have been such a big part of my life for this year. 


My son came home for a few short days.  It was fabulous to have him here and see him enjoy the pups in real life rather than just the photos.  But now he is gone too.  That always leaves me empty.

Dobby my best mate and house elf has been going to the vet this week, filling gaps in any time there may have been.  Stitches in his leg as an emergency on Sunday.  Back again on Tuesday to staple the wound because he decided to pull the stitches out!  Last night he pulled another out despite numerous layers of prevention measures.

I have now found that size 1 yr socks are fab.  If you snip the toe across, the heel can act as a joint cover without tightness and the wound is covered.  Sticky tape on the edges stops him pulling it off and the wound is covered but can still breathe.  Put a t-shirt (size medium woman) on on top (he has one pink and one stripey one), oh, and it has to have 3/4 length sleeves, and there he is covered…… we hope!!


Such an expensive dog!  So now he is sad and feeling blue next to me on the bed.