While working in my temporary dark space I felt the need to draw, to get my hands dirty from the ash dust and charcoal of a recent garden fire and express something transient of the hidden place of Well House as I looked at the footage I was projecting. These pieces emerged and are resting in the shed.

The unfinished research project I had begun during my ArtLab Fellowship at UCLan was waiting for my return. A first edition of one of the solar plate etching prints had been completed, but remains flattened and trapped in the press.  The second film I had shot and developed last year was also sealed, the footage unseen until I was able to project it for the first time in my temporary dark space, the shed, during the Coronavirus lockdown. The texts I had written - Mother's Breath and Body and Witness - were performed during a first collaborative site visit in August last year, more of which will emerge from this research, but extracts from them seem to have surfaced while I contemplate the film stills.