moonshine

Brazen world overcast with sorrow; a concrete sky slinks into a frothy slick of ashen wilderness and the moonshines, quietly. © image and words by Emily Hughes, 2016

blackberry treats

“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” -F. Scott Fitzgerald I love this quote, and try to remember it every year when the leaves tumble into crunchy piles of a thousands shades of amber. Every new season always feels like an opportunity for renewal, but especially autumn, when the cooling, crisp winds which make us reach for our jumpers and…

these watery things

My life is going through a lot of changes at the moment. These are changes which I have instigated. Things are shifting. It is exciting, but extremely unsettling, and there are times when I question my motives for stirring up the waters. I question why I am constantly compelled to confront what is real and safe and solid. Sometimes it helps me to express these…

how to make a daisy chain

First off, I’m sorry for the misleading title (it is about daisy chains, but there is no set of instructions I’m afraid). And whilst I’m at it, I would also like to apologise to regular readers especially for the overload of family pictures recently. I hope it’s not all too saccharine for your tastes (but you know I can do acerbic just as well…

tell me a story

     © Robert Frank, Mabou 1997 – image reproduced at Mutual Art opening line Stories are necessary, enchanting, evocative things; but they can also be the means by which our dreams are traduced or defused, defiled or filed away. We learn to read sideways. We learn to read by the light of secret planets and signs. Excerpt taken from From one state to…