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I write, publish and perform work about our ecology and personal and social histories. I share my practice, so others can see, feel and understand the value and intrinsic role of creativity in our well being.

My work as a poet, celebrant and facilitator begins where I am based on Morecambe Bay, near Lancaster, UK, and spreads regionally, nationally and internationally.

Through the menu above you can explore my writing and ceremony work, and what I offer for writers (coaching, mentoring…) and
readers (events…).

While my blog, below, tells you a more about my creative practice and influences.

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  • Screenprinting the ocean
    I laid out the poem a fortnight ago for it to be set into a screen prior to last night's class, so I was already at one remove from it. It's a poem I wrote at the Manchester Art Gallery last year, in response to a drawing by Hondartza Fraga. We were to make several […]
  • Mermaids and other consciousness
    This is a trace monoprint. Before yesterday I didn't know such things existed. We were introduced to it at the Hot Bed Press class as a simple way of making edition images. I was skeptical, I'm not an image maker and because of the process any text would have be written backwards. Now I love […]
  • On testing what I don't know
    This is phase one of an artistbook of a diatom chain. I'm not sure how it'll develop, beyond the folds and spots. I have a poem I could put in it, but have yet to establish how it’ll spread across the folds and if it is the right poem. I have a week to decide. As it […]
  • wave motion
    I was blown away when I first saw Paul Nash’s painting Totes Meer, some years back. How it transforms the sea into a body of war and death. The butting of waves (wings/graves) against waves suggest a disturbed sea where wind blows against a prevailing tide; nature at odds with itself. This is a contained […]
  • Reading into the Light
    photo taken from @seanhewitt on TwitterLast Saturday at Ilkley Literature Festival  I had the rare pleasure of reading poems to an empty room. It wasn't completely empty. I had fellow poets/readers Helen Tookey and Seán Hewitt with me; and rows of pages from Tom Phillips' A Humument . But for the first few minutes of our set […]

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