Monthly Archives: July 2021

I print and dye some photographs that Phyllis took of our walk to the river to collect the water. I soak the images in pure river water mordant. The walk, the river, my son are immersed in their own subject matter. The process reveals an unseen terrain within and upon these landscapes. An essence; tideContinue reading “Paper”

My home studio, for making inks and dyes from rusty water and plants, is our kitchen and the picnic table in our tiny garden. There are traces of the last 20 months all around – everything is within reach and things pile up on top of and fall into each other.  I gently simmer ourContinue reading “Ink”

And so, we fell into Iron Water. It’s mordant bite fixes to then become Lightfast. Waterfast. Shifting colour, dulling and deepening Streaks of thin grey, saddening the shade. Lip pink. Blush brown. Introduce this ichor carefully now Its ferrous grip will eat right through your soft things Bridge nuts. Boat bolts. Images taken by PhyllisContinue reading “Iron Water”

I am becoming an iron water mum; an ongoing two-way process of mattering – bringing something to matter through action, or gesture. A becoming drawn out of the immateriality that exists within and between bodies. Tenuous, conditional, strenuous – a labour. It slips within and out of the folds of tradition, of heritage, lineage, ofContinue reading “Workshop”