Stone Cru

'UseHistories' 002 My bootprints bisect the dog otters tracks whose territory I share. Walking the crescent beach at Burrafirth to welcome in the day watching the thoughts settle in my mind. Checking the 400+ trees planted this winter beginning to bud. The delight of making marks on canvas with beachcombed coal and old campfire charcoal. Planting kale and potatoes in the old Plantie Cru’s, a foolish act of resilience a collective memory of scarcity. History a hand on the shoulder guides me on. Photographing boundary stones and making binaural recordings in the ruins. Waiting for the suns shadow to mark the old ‘lazy beds.’ What seeds lay dormant in this soil? Imagining hermitages, peat restoration camps/shiellings community tree planting and other resurgencies emerging from the usehistories of this place. ‘conjuring forms/ fleeting as the light/ an invocation of the empty places/ dreams are etched in the wind/ memories like bone shape the land…….