actually it’s about love

discoveries about place and grief

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After a period of digging into the earth and my past, I found myself turning outwards to the landscape of the Garw Valley Sth Wales.  The cemetery is half way up the side of the valley, and above there is a mound. A simple, rounded mound.  Not big enough to be a mountain – or mynydd – but majestic in its humbleness and simplicity.  No buildings, except some ancient stones; burial chambers? places of ancient ritual and story?  A place to explore stone, skin, earth, coal.

 

 

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