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.
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