loose pigment, sand and shell in oil paint over acrylic layers on canvas, 71 x 71 cm
This alder tree was uprooted from its river bank during a storm in early autumn 2024, somewhere in the Tay’s catchment and brought down river and estuary to end up on Kinshaldy beach.
One of the voices in my poem.
mothering in losses shifting my traces my walls my life
a threshold shaken and leaving this thin coating I am self I am votive
evading all even the deepest sleep of this place