23/4/25
Using the plywood panels left over from making the internal walls of the shed/studio has been an interesting journey of finding new ways, paths, and connections with the landscape of the Upper Tawe and surrounding hills. The woodgrain in the panels hold a story of light, oxygen, minerals, and time. They are of the earth, of the land, the patterns and flowing lines created by the weather – slowing down or speeding up growth.
I enjoyed using these scrap pieces so much that I decided to buy more plywood to make new drawings – drawings partly made by the wood itself.
I am making a drawing of a limestone cave, its exterior and interior. Limestone carved and dissolved by another element- water- that also makes the trees and us. Water flows in us and in every living thing. The interior of the cave we visited looks strangely fleshy, folded, and tactile. It is almost shocking to feel its cold, hard, knife edged sharpness, because it looks so soft.
I am interested in this resurrection of water and mineral into organic life, the cycle of decay and rebuilding, of minerals dissolving and being reconstituted in trees, humans, and myriad creatures. We never truly die; nothing ever truly dies on this blue orb. It is a kind of
miracle that I need to grasp hold of in the depths of who I am and will be.
