Wednesday, 25 May 2011


although it may not at first be obvious
underneath a very thin topsoil
the earth in this part of the forest is mainly clay

when it rains heavily 
a number of trees always fall over
exposing in their shallow roots the ochre coloured clay

a while back, the local forest roads 
were covered in a red clay like substance
for a better road surface

walking in the forest the other (rainy) day
both the ochre and red clay 
became obvious additions to my making palette

I keep on thinking:

'The best is yet to come'.

Monday, 16 May 2011

Tuesday, 3 May 2011


In the quiet of the forest
the burning cargo
floats in the eternal reflection
of trees

'The heart has its reasons that the mind knows nothing of'


Found in the forest
 a nest of abandoned eggs
send on a raft to eternity
happy in the reflection of trees
carrying the forest spirit
'To the mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders'

Monday, 2 May 2011


This is how it works

I am walking the forest

the ground is covered with
pieces of quartz rock
very white on an otherwise dark forest floor

the tall scar in the tree bark
is deep and black inside
and for no particular reason 
asks to be filled 
with white quartz rocks

I answer the request
and another forest work is made

'The business of man is the arts and all things common'