A short film called Seven Silver Birches, ripe for serving today, since it is the Winter Solstice. Wishing wide eyes to all on this...

As with many during lock down, the pace of works seemed to accelerate, but not in the direction I had expected. As they say, as one door...

Through this delicate moonbeam shaft, seven subtle angels are hard a graft Advent poems by Christopher Jelley

. . . responding to landscape within the landscape is the gallery of the future’

A little poem I finished this morning. It speaks for itself so I shall just say, enjoy. Mow the grass to stem the weeds I want a lawn...