I return to Scarr Reservoir. As well as enjoying this vast open space I return to collect stones previously left after releasing from their moss encasing. There is again that anticipation of whether the stones still remain where I left them. It reminds me of returning to the site of a den or damn created as a child; wondering if it is still there or has someone or something destroyed it!
They still remain untouched by human or animal. In the short time they have nestled in there new location they have left an imprint of their presence.
The surreal ethereal like aesthetic this material radiates when exposed to direct sunlight has such a beautiful quality which offers an interesting contrast with the raw organic materiality of the stone and the rural environment.