📍Loci: A Grain of Sand.
Like the imprint of sand left behind by the receding tide, our absence etches patterns of meaning that linger long after we’re gone.
Like the imprint of sand left behind by the receding tide, our absence etches patterns of meaning that linger long after we’re gone.
It is as though the earth during its infancy first carved out a fold - a hollow that sat somewhere within the realms of Fibonacci - a proportion drawn from the same geometry that threads itself through constellations.
When I walk back up into the nave, the visitor is there at the top of the steps, sat in a chair - as if he knew of the tenderness that was taking place beneath and was unable to enter in upon it.
St. Mary, Lastingham Interior and Exterior
Bridlington Priory Interior
A nod to Banister Fletcher: 🐲 on metalwork
For me, this monument is one of the finest in the country – containing the effigies of Sir Lawrence Tanfield and his wife Elizabeth.
I walk down through the nave, drawn towards a doorway that cradles a rarefied luminescence — a mingling of dappled colour from stained glass, the glint of refracted light on metal, and a hint of the golden radiance that spring has blessed us with this year.
One of the most remarkable churches in England.
✨ Wondering why I ask for support?
An Anxiety of Memberships