Welcome Message

Thanks for stopping in! Please leave comments or links to your work in the box below the post.

Monday, 17 October 2011


Metamorphoses K Howell 2011 Pastel on Paper 28 cm x 28 cm
     The cold is descending slowly. Perfect weather to visit the beech. This is one of my favourite trees. Depending on the direction of approach, it has many aspects,  its identity constantly shifting. Today, this tree scuttles. As though it has woken up, found itself lying prone, and is trying to work out how to mobilise itself.
     The closely-grained, smooth surface of beech wood used to be made into tablets for writing surfaces. Old English bōc and Old Norse bók both have a primary meaning of beech and a secondary meaning of book, and this is the source of our modern word book.
     Sitting on a load of beechmast, I try to forget about writing, but you see, I've come to the wrong place...


  1. Thank you. Hard to go wrong with such a spectacular tree.