Hiraeth

I often feel a longing.
To be away from the modern world.

Away from the screens.
Away from the endless emails.
The infinite scrolling.
The distractions.
The constant car noise.
The grey concrete
and all those perfectly straight lines.

I feel a calling.
To be out amongst old growth trees, surrounded by cresting hills or resting beside a murmuring stream.

Simply walking through a well tended garden can answer that call. Not a blade of astro turf in sight.

It's out in those wild places, both large and small, that I gathered the photographic imagery collaged within this new piece: Hiraeth
Hiraeth is an old Welsh word that means longing, homesickness, a deep feeling of yearning for something, someone or somewhere.

As the mental noise of our hyper-modern culture increasingly drowns out our deep and ancient relationship with the natural world, I believe that a longing still remains in us all. If only a whisper... a bone memory.

“When we speak of nature it is wrong to forget that we are ourselves a part of nature.”
- Henri Matisse
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