This week I’ve walked on the ridge every morning with my camera. I’m photographing the shapes of the tracks that cross these hills, the little pathways created over centuries by the movement of animals and people, and the objects left behind. Each track has its own shape, like the stroke of a pen and I’ve started to paint them, simple but ancient forms.…
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