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Category: 2019
7 Days in the Wood: Day 6&7
Thank goodness for Ryan who having learned the patter the day before, gladly took people around the wood. Fascinating to eves drop and near of his report. And oh those delciious scones with butter and jam.
7 Days – Day 5 Holton School
More drawing. Let's start with the mens urinals]]
7 days in the wood: Day 4 Woodwose Schools
Halesworth Edger Sewter School came today. Just before they came, Becky introduced us to LOST WORDs - words no longer contained in children's dictionaries. It wasn't that they were judged as 'no longer necessary but they'd fallen off the line, like the green bottles, as new words came in like Selfie in and Ivy out.… Continue reading 7 days in the wood: Day 4 Woodwose Schools
7 days in the wood: Day 3 KFS Wednesday
A full on KFS day, starting with a dramatic storm, the finding of shipwrecked stuff to make tea, building shelters. But we managed to fit in our last planet, NEPTUNE, for which a TRIDENT arrived. Lewin, Levon and Tris worked on the black body of the ISW. Meanwhile John Esling made a lean too behind… Continue reading 7 days in the wood: Day 3 KFS Wednesday
7 days in the wood: Day 2 Art
Kasher came with her art group, just after the longest day. She put a board in my hand and I followed her instructions: Find a place with a view of distance. Find something of detail to draw. Put the detail into the landscape. I took my board to the stumpery and looked for the first… Continue reading 7 days in the wood: Day 2 Art
Forest School Training
Crispins wood and Dunwich
Simon Leatherdale
Rilke – Evening, poem by Olivia Reynolds
Introduced to me by Kit, in memory of Martin. Rilke: Evening Like old retainers, trees hold out day’s evening dress while the fading view wavers between heaven and earth and leaves you not quite part of either neither the quiet of the dark house nor the grave certainty of light of the rising star that… Continue reading Rilke – Evening, poem by Olivia Reynolds