Spilt tea and watercolour, of, a water tower (down a concrete road outside of Over). I was(/was I) unaware of Bernd and Hilla Becher’s photos (‘Anonymous Sculptures: A Typology of Technical Construction’), but love what I’ve seen now. And happy knowing I’m not alone in wanting to photograph water towers
Winter solstice, low sun in the sky, midwinter, hibernal solstice. I like the fact that the solstice itself is a moment long. And the moment was a little after 4 in the morning, its gone, over! Every day now is a return to the moment when the overhead sun is above the tropic of Cancer, the longest day. The day today is the shortest, sun overhead far south and above the tropic of Capricorn, but tomorrow is longer. Here is a painting about looking at the edge of the fen, made of two canvases and begun probably around the June solstice of the longest day, and finished today on the shortest day. Praying for anyone who struggles around this time of year, for whatever reason.
I’ve really enjoyed reading Isaiah recently. Arresting language. Today in morning prayer I read Isaiah 30:1-18. ‘Do not prophesy to us what is right; speak to us smooth things, prophesy illusions’ …struck me in particular. Who would want to be persuaded by delusional promises?
Hello, on the 29th June 2019 I was ordained a priest in St Albans Cathedral. I work as assistant curate in the parish of St Mary the Virgin, Ware. I am Member of CND and Christian CND (CCND), I’m also a former teacher, an ex-art student, and a proud father.