A kind of walkabout, in the round. With attention to gravity and energy, standing and the soundscape of footsteps. To be continued....
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Perfuming a Princess
I had the wonderful opportunity to celebrate a special event with a few very young women recently, investigating aromatic plants and aromatherapy. The excitement was as palpable as the perfumes that lingered in the Saint Germain neighbourhood flat, infusing the winter day with an added sense of expectation.
A host of golden daffodils
I wandered lonely as a cloud I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on…Read more A host of golden daffodils
