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As always this will be a great show and I am delighted to be part of it.
#Repost @cornwall_crafts
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The Private View for our glorious Summer Exhibition 2019 at Trelowarren is on Saturday 29th June. All welcome
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@trelowarren #trelowarrengallery #Trelowarren #cornwallcrafts #cornwallcraftsassociation #cca #summerexhibition #summer #privateview #craft #art #ceramics #pottery #porcelain #glass #jewellery #furniture #mixedmedia #metalwork #wood #millenary #hats #lighting #furniture #textile #exhibition

Daily Posts

As always this will be a great show and I am delighted to be part of it.
#Repost @cornwall_crafts
• • • • • •
The Private View for our glorious Summer Exhibition 2019 at Trelowarren is on Saturday 29th June. All welcome
.
.
.
@trelowarren #trelowarrengallery #Trelowarren #cornwallcrafts #cornwallcraftsassociation #cca #summerexhibition #summer #privateview #craft #art #ceramics #pottery #porcelain #glass #jewellery #furniture #mixedmedia #metalwork #wood #millenary #hats #lighting #furniture #textile #exhibition

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This evening I sat on the garden in the glorious solstice sun reading a poem, when I heard a shrill call over head to see a kestrel flying by, the poem was Raptor by RS Thomas who was an Anglican priest in north Wales. I imagine he has a different perspective than I when he talks of God, but he refers to bird watching as akin to prayer…my God is probably nature and my prayer is a kind of meditative presence, but here it is ‘Raptor’ You have made God small,
setting him astride
a pipette or a retort
studying the bubbles,
absorbed in an experiment
that will come to nothing.
I think of him rather
as an enormous owl
abroad in the shadows,
brushing me sometimes
with his wing so the blood
in my veins freezes, able
to find his way from one
soul to another because
he can see in the dark.
I have heard him crooning
to himself, so that almost
I could believe in angels,
those feathered overtones
in love’s rafters, I have heard
him scream, too, fastening
his talons in his great
adversary, or in some lesser
denizen, maybe, like you or me.