Seeking something…
Waun Mawn

…walking the Preseli Hills, I collect sheep bones and stones with shapes that remind me of something…what to take, what to leave…Ben said that this landscape in Pembrokeshire is well-kept… I think of the forests in Quebec, how easy it is to lose oneself in their denseness and diversity…step by step we cross the rolling hills and wade through the bogs for hours on end…here one can see far…I am seduced by the energy of the standing stones…one day a low-flying military plane suddenly tears the sky open …tv images of bombed out buildings in Baghdad surface…it’s hard to believe this is a country at war…who said this was a process of making peace with the land…