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Coastal (Being and) Time

” ‘Nature’ is not to be understood as that which is just present-at-hand …” Martin Heidegger It is difficult to convey a sense of scale. Perched on the edge of a collapsed harbour wall, the vestiges break from the blue … Continue reading

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The Woods and the Words

The stories are still told of a time before the water. When the earth lay heaped, black and smouldering. It is said that they tunnelled u n d e                                       g          r          o          u          n          d for black diamonds to … Continue reading

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