Ever since my youth I've felt the embrace of my landscape. I've known its curves and its cures.As a troubled teenager I'd disappear into the ...
Imbolc Promise
Although the ground is still encased in the icy grip of winter there's a change in the air.Deep in the woods the birds are perking up, raising their ...
Are We Dancing?
Who’d have thought it! Twizzles! Yep, me and Nicola going to Twizzles dance studio one a week squeezed between our drum journey circles. It certainly ...
Mystic Time Management
Over the years I’ve often read of theories which support the hypothesis that time is not linear and whilst I turned a little of my attention to such ...
Dragonfly Dreaming
Dragon Weather I sat on the banks of the small lake, hypnotised by the flicker of sunlight on the duck-waves that broke the glassy surface. In the ...
Crushing the Grape
Apparently willpower is finite. We only have a certain amount to use each day and when it’s gone it’s gone. If you want to crack the cane, or break ...
England’s Last Wolf
A few months ago I had reason to visit an ancient landscape that holds deep memories of a pivotal time in our history. On a finger of land that ...
Out of the Darkness
Silverdale is one of my all time favourite places in Lancashire. This verdant, woodland clothed corner of our land holds many secrets which have come ...
Being Claimed
I wanted to spend at least a little time seeing beyond the four walls of the gallery where I was busy hanging my outland exhibition. My visit to the ...
The Dark Mountain and the Big Black Cat
Tales from Hedgespoken Lying in my tent with gentle rainfall filling my sound-world I mused on the first evening of my weekend at Embercombe, down in ...
The Wilds of Winskill
A high sun swept over the freshly mowed wild flower meadow as we methodically erected our bell tent on a flat patch just above a small rabbit warren. ...
Fairies and Dragons
Manchester Calling It's not often we take a trip to the big city purely for pleasure, so this was quite a day for us. Manchester beckoned through ...
Skylark Wild!
As I sit here deep in the moorlands I'm being serenaded by a circle of skylarks who are stragically placed to protect their own patch and their ...
Craft and Creativity – my story
By Jason The Frustration of Creativity I remember in my childhood years the frustration at not being able to draw. Or paint. Or do anything remotely ...
Homecoming
It's been a while. Dead pines stood as sentinels to firetime, framing the golden blonde moorlands as I approached the burial place of the ...
The World in a Bubble underneath a Coot’s Bottom
by Jason For this short piece I want you to imagine the theme tune from ‘Tales of the Unexpected’, that weekly tv series that ran during the ...