I met a deliciously wrinkly old chap this week called Dennis Blackbottom aka Dennis the Menace! He meandered over to me as I was looking at a 1946 Fighter Pilots Log Book and offered to show me some original ration books. And as I studied his face I noticed a twinkle in his face and a glow in his eyes. Only time can etch those lines. The clothes he wore were testiment of his generation save for his peak cap pulled over his white hair.
I bought a lovely book on Norwich's waterways many years ago for a fiver and got a peck on the cheek for my money too.
I thought about Dennis and all the people that come into my life and how our journeys cross and intermingle. Each encounter changes me and my direction.We are like the water that covers the world, we are made of water, we are fluid. Shadows cross the water and change the colour of the surface
I would like to explore this link further through the emotional conection we have with water.
The first element we interact with in the womb
The sound connects us to this early memory
Different water surfaces evoke reactions
CHALLENGE AND EXPLORE ALL CONCEPTS.....
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