Seeing friends’ kids mucking about on the beach in Dymchurch, however, brought back memories of my own childhood visits to Frinton-on-Sea in Essex, the same dark English Channel cold waters…
Whether it is incited by you, or it occurs organically, change is inevitable, and one of the few absolute certainties we have in life. Sometimes the past can hold us back but moving on is a slow and steady process that I have found is best nurtured, rather than rushed.
As mentioned in my recent final reflections on lockdown blog, I have pursued a number of purposeful activities during lockdown, including an experimental project called ‘While the kettle boils’. I enjoyed that project so much that I have recently taken up a new experimental project observing and responding creatively to shadows.
Apparently, Shakespeare wrote King Lear in isolation during the plague, so the precedent has been firmly set for the potential held within purposeful activity during such times.
The challenges I face every day as an artist are quite similar to those I have faced all my life, and many are internally based.