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And again the wind

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On the beach a stiff wind.

But in the pinewoods – stillness.

 

A slow crescendo. A gust gently swells

And its hastening rush journeys around from treetop to treetop before quietening.

 

Again the wind touches the trees, but its voice comes from another direction.

In the woods it is difficult to pinpoint its bearing.

 

Again the wind swells.

The sound of dry, cracking wood as its intensity peaks.

Dropping pinecones. Trees crack.

 

A wood-pigeon flies past and lands clumsily with flapping wings and a clatter.

Then, coo-coooo-roo-cu-cu, coo-coooo-roo-cu-cu.

 

And again the wind swells.

Trees gently sway.

Far away, seagull cry, and traffic rumble. Dog walkers walk wordlessly past.

 

And again the wind swells.

Above, a longer, more sustained gust dies and builds repeatedly.

On the ground – stillness.

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Walk 1 – Cley

There is a ‘big’ high tide and I decide to go for a walk at Cley.  Driving past the quay at Wells I see the environment agency people out in full force and so decide to drive down to the quay at Blakeney on the way, just to have a look.

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A strong northerly wind is pushing the water higher than it is supposed to go, and the water is lapping over Blakeney quay. When the wind pushes the tide in like this it becomes obvious why tall, sturdy poles line its edge. The boats strain their moorings as they level with the top of the quay and are pushed up against the restraining posts by the wind and the water; without these poles the boats would be grounded, high and dry, as the water ebbs away.

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I carry on to Cley and driving down the road to the beach I can see enormous waves topping the shingle bank – it is going to be a dramatic sight. The car park just behind the beach is full of water; the sea seems to be seeping through the shingle and filling the lower ground. Out of the car I’m hit by the full force of the wind and quickly realise that a walk along the beach would be potentially dangerous as huge waves are crashing high up the beach, higher than I have ever seen them go before. In places they top the bank and surge down the other side onto the marsh.

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As I stand and watch, other people appear, and also stand mesmerised by the boiling sea. They have cameras and take photos but I have nothing to record the scene with. Instead I just look.

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Spray is blown high into the sky by the wind as the waves peak and then crash down. The sound is deafening: a loud, thundering roar that resonates deep inside you and the rasping, scrape of stones as they are pulled by the back draft. Seagulls are swooping low, flying just above the waves. They seem to be playing dare, as every now and then one flies below a breaking crest into the seething belly of the wave, before rising up again to glide, unconcerned, above the foaming water.

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It’s hard to describe the power and insistence of the sea, but when I get home I do some drawings to try and capture its movement …. I think they are rather too tame!

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56 Salt Cylinders

I have finally finished my two-part work, Aeolian Pipes: 56 Salt Cylinders. This one has caused me a lot of trouble with things not doing what they are supposed to do! Soaking cloth in saltwater is not an exact art – the rate of evaporation, temperature and the saturation of the saltwater all affect how the salt encrustations manifest themselves on the work. Sometimes it works – sometimes not and this piece has taken several attempts. However I am quite pleased with the finished result.

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Aeolian Pipes: 56 Salt Cylinders is the culmination of a series of pieces that consider how the sounds of the coast could be visualised. This work is inspired by graphic scores – a method of writing down sound through drawing rather than musical notation and explores the movement and sound of the wind. The sculptural tubes and cylinders are poised ready to capture a passing breath and give the possibility of sound.

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Aeolian Pipes: 56 Salt Cylinders comprises 28 tubes projecting from a wall-hung cloth, mirrored by 28 free-standing cylinders on a plinth below.

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The cloth is 2m x 70 cm and the cylinders range in size from 4-8cm diameter and 20-50 cm high.

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The wall-hung cloth and the cylinders have all been soaked in saltwater and are encrusted with salt crystals.

This work is going to be on show at the Society of Designer Craftsmen, 25th Designer Crafts at the Mall, The Mall Galleries, The Mall, London SW1. 8-17 January 2015. 10am – 5pm daily.

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Please do go along and have a look if you are in the area.