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, Β 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