Winter Gold
In the countryside one can breathe. There is space. Not rubbing elbows Not teetering on the brink of pavements Breathing in air that has recently been expelled by other lungs Or worse… I feel such a… Winter Gold
In the countryside one can breathe. There is space. Not rubbing elbows Not teetering on the brink of pavements Breathing in air that has recently been expelled by other lungs Or worse… I feel such a… Winter Gold
Every person who visits an exhibition is unique and everyone experiences it differently. I have never been so aware of that as this week, when a steady trickle of visitors have passed through my Open… Every picture has a Person
I recorded a very personal podcast with Mina Blair exploring acceptance of death – here is what she said on her page, together with the podcast – hope you enjoy listening: Can we make friends… Podcast – Making Friends with death