January 2020 - Artist in Residence on the Isle of Iona in Scotland.
“Sometimes there is nothing to show there’s land across the sea” Mavis Gulliver
Iona is a waiting place - a threshold to the next step. Colour, movement, and a wind that sings a duet with the waves. The weather rules this island and it is as if Iona is the world. At times there is no horizon, nothing else exists - just this tiny island off the west coast of Scotland. Wind, waves and waiting and a reluctance to leave, then a longing to return.
“When in some future time, I shall sit in a madly crowded assembly, with music and dancing around me, and the wish arises to retire into the loneliest loneliness - I shall think of Iona” Felix Mendelssohn 1829
