exploring bimblebox by Liz Mahood
Day four. Working over the canvas on the ground brings a whole body way of moving into the marks made. I go with the direction given by weight, gravity, momentum […]
Day four. Working over the canvas on the ground brings a whole body way of moving into the marks made. I go with the direction given by weight, gravity, momentum […]
and here they stayed for four days and four nights… collecting shadows and the passing remarks of small crawling creatures … imprints of grass and branch and leaf… small stories […]
home sweet home, Liz Mahood
I sit in the Bimblebox forest Wiregrass and white ant castles glow in the afternoon light In the distance a faint but growing sound Faraway trees dance to the winds […]
Liz Mahood
We come here to Bimblebox seeing with different eyes. Eyes accustomed to looking at other places. Day one. Time to tune into this landscape. Time to open up to new […]