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III. The Fire Sermon The river’s tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf Clutch and sink into the wet bank. The wind Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed. Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song. The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers, Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends Or other testimony of summer nights. The nymphs are departed. And their friends, the loitering heirs of city directors; Departed, have left no addresses. By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept . . . Painting I made during The Land of Sun and Moon - a residency at Dove Street Studios with Laura Bygrave and Alex Crocker. February - April 2018 Dyad Residencies

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Among the myrtles the mantids moved, lightly, carefully, swaying slightly, the quintessence of evil. They were lank and green, with chinless faces and monstrous globular eyes, frosty gold, with an expression of intense, predatory madness in them. The crooked arms, with their fringes of sharp teeth, would be raised in mock supplication to the insect world, so humble, so fervent, trembling slightly when a butterfly flew too close. ••• Works on paper, April 2018 and two large works on canvas from The Land of Sun and Moon, my residency show at Dove Street Studios.

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April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade, And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, And drank coffee, and talked for an hour. Bin gar keine Russin, stamm' aus Litauen, echt deutsch. And when we were children, staying at the archduke's, My cousin's, he took me out on a sled, And I was frightened. He said, Marie, Marie, hold on tight. And down we went. In the mountains, there you feel free. I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter. What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, You cannot say, or guess, for you know only A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water. Only There is shadow under this red rock, (Come in under the shadow of this red rock), And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; I will show you fear in a handful of dust. ••• Works on paper, April 2018.

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Works on paper, April 2018.

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The Land of Sun and Moon  Exhibition opening April 2018. An immersive environment of paintings made and displayed whilst thinking about, nature, light, the sun and the moon. An exhibition by artists Laura Bygrave, Alex Crocker and Gawain Godwin at the end of their residency with Dyad Creative at Dove Street Studios.  Performance of electronic sound by Michael Page during the opening. Selected by Dyad Creative. That wasn’t a true dream, but an ancient organic memory millions of years old. The innate releasing mechanisms laid down in your cytoplasm have been awakened. The expanding sun and rising temperatures are driving you back down to the spinal levels into the drowned seas of the lowest layers of your unconscious, into the entirely new zone of the neuronic psyche. This is the lumbar transfer, total psychic recall. We really remember these swamps and lagoons. J.G. Ballard, The Drowned World.

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Synthesiser created by Michael Page, used during his performance at the opening of my exhibition The Land of Sun and Moon. Residency show with Laura Bygrave and Alex Crocker at Dove Street Studios, April 2018.

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The Land of Sun and Moon Exhibition opening April 2018. An immersive environment of paintings made and displayed whilst thinking about, nature, light, the sun and the moon. An exhibition by artists Laura Bygrave, Alex Crocker and Gawain Godwin at the end of their residency with Dyad Creative at Dove Street Studios. Performance of electronic sound by Michael Page during the opening. Selected by Dyad Creative. That wasn’t a true dream, but an ancient organic memory millions of years old. The innate releasing mechanisms laid down in your cytoplasm have been awakened. The expanding sun and rising temperatures are driving you back down to the spinal levels into the drowned seas of the lowest layers of your unconscious, into the entirely new zone of the neuronic psyche. This is the lumbar transfer, total psychic recall. We really remember these swamps and lagoons. J.G. Ballard, The Drowned World

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The Land of Sun and Moon Exhibition opening April 2018. An immersive environment of paintings made and displayed whilst thinking about, nature, light, the sun and the moon. An exhibition by artists Laura Bygrave, Alex Crocker and Gawain Godwin at the end of their residency with Dyad Creative at Dove Street Studios. Performance of electronic sound by Michael Page during the opening. Selected by Dyad Creative. That wasn’t a true dream, but an ancient organic memory millions of years old. The innate releasing mechanisms laid down in your cytoplasm have been awakened. The expanding sun and rising temperatures are driving you back down to the spinal levels into the drowned seas of the lowest layers of your unconscious, into the entirely new zone of the neuronic psyche. This is the lumbar transfer, total psychic recall. We really remember these swamps and lagoons. J.G. Ballard, The Drowned World

Residency at Dove Street Studios, Norwich, working alongside Laura Bygrave and Alex Crocker. February- April, 2018. The Land of Sun and Moon An immersive environment of paintings made and displayed whilst thinking about, nature, light, the sun and the moon. An exhibition by artists Laura Bygrave, Alex Crocker and Gawain Godwin at the end of their residency with Dyad Creative at Dove Street Studios. Performance of electronic sound by Michael Page during the opening. Selected by Dyad Creative That wasn’t a true dream, but an ancient organic memory millions of years old. The innate releasing mechanisms laid down in your cytoplasm have been awakened. The expanding sun and rising temperatures are driving you back down to the spinal levels into the drowned seas of the lowest layers of your unconscious, into the entirely new zone of the neuronic psyche. This is the lumbar transfer, total psychic recall. We really remember these swamps and lagoons. J.G. Ballard, The Drowned World • • •

Residency at Dove Street Studios, Norwich, working alongside Laura Bygrave and Alex Crocker. The Land of Sun and Moon An immersive environment of paintings made and displayed whilst thinking about, nature, light, the sun and the moon. An exhibition by artists Laura Bygrave, Alex Crocker and Gawain Godwin at the end of their residency with Dyad Creative at Dove Street Studios. Performance of electronic sound by Michael Page during the opening. Selected by Dyad Creative That wasn’t a true dream, but an ancient organic memory millions of years old. The innate releasing mechanisms laid down in your cytoplasm have been awakened. The expanding sun and rising temperatures are driving you back down to the spinal levels into the drowned seas of the lowest layers of your unconscious, into the entirely new zone of the neuronic psyche. This is the lumbar transfer, total psychic recall. We really remember these swamps and lagoons. J.G. Ballard, The Drowned World • • •

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Residency at Dove Street Studios, Norwich, working alongside Laura Bygrave and Alex Crocker. The Land of Sun and Moon An immersive environment of paintings made and displayed whilst thinking about, nature, light, the sun and the moon. An exhibition by artists Laura Bygrave, Alex Crocker and Gawain Godwin at the end of their residency with Dyad Creative at Dove Street Studios. Performance of electronic sound by Michael Page during the opening. Selected by Dyad Creative That wasn’t a true dream, but an ancient organic memory millions of years old. The innate releasing mechanisms laid down in your cytoplasm have been awakened. The expanding sun and rising temperatures are driving you back down to the spinal levels into the drowned seas of the lowest layers of your unconscious, into the entirely new zone of the neuronic psyche. This is the lumbar transfer, total psychic recall. We really remember these swamps and lagoons. J.G. Ballard, The Drowned World • • •

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