Running encounters when I free myself internally, a positive refrain, joyous & curious, bursting with encounters, with singularities and multiplicities
From my running log: 9.5.16; 08:31; 260 min; In Search of The Corryvreckan.
Awesome... Head mashed for the first 4 miles, feeling decidedly fat and slow. Gradually the surroundings seeped beneath my skin releasing me from my screaming mind negativity; lungs and senses opening, the clag from my nasal passages was cleared, my breathing settled, my smile appeared, and I began to run with joy.
Cuckoos, cotton grass, heather, bracken unfurling; mud, gravel, twisting and turning, ever upward and onward towards space; clean air, big sky, big sea; weaving in , out, through and over; I began to hear you, feel your force, I couldn't see you clearly though I looked all around.
I saw my shadow on the ground in the height of the day, I merged in and out of the land with every step, turn, wave of my arm - I was captured, my skin no longer my own.
PERDURANCE 13: I RANandRAN WITH JOY AND THE SURROUNDINGS BECAME MY SKIN (PFHOEM)
Acrylic paint, enamel, gilding wax and re-used velvet on canvas in waxed wood floater frame; w 95 x h 126 x d 4 cm