Mynydd Llangyndeyrn was misted low into cloud with Westerly sideways-driving rain yesterday evening. No sunset, no once-in-a-lifetime astronomy event, no birds or animals to be seen or heard, only the chance to feel the air, to become cold and wet, to listen to the rain, and to watch the evening greying down to dimness and […]
These photographs are taken with a mobile phone camera this evening on Mynydd Llangyndeyrn. In digital photography, something called ‘noise’ appears in photographs taken at low light levels, making the image grainy. What we are seeing as graininess is randomness in the image. Either the constantly present randomness in photography – a question of which […]
Exploring hope again. So I am continuing work on my essay, writing about hope in the work of visual artists, but I’m also thinking about hope in my own work. How that might be. I have started a short writing workshop , and have been introduced to a powerful poem by Denise Levertov, ‘For the […]
A fragment of another book of the dark (video), made on Mynydd Llangyndeyrn. There is something that I like very much about this one, it may be that what I like about it is that it is so deeply imperfect, to the point of awkward. A bitter-sharp wind. My hands clumsy, numb fingers sticking out […]
Arriving at Mynydd Llangyndeyrn at quarter past four, and walking the short way up, past the stone circle and the trig point, circling back round. A clear sky and cold today. These photos taken using my mobile phone, near the top. Walking down in the darkening.