Month: February 2018

There is this thing were you travel through a landscape, passing things, that have become lost, part of the blur of the countryside, the unnoticed facets of a landscape which sit just back, away from our arterial routes cut as they are by human traffic. It’ is also easy to forget that these thick laces of tarmac radiating out from the nuclei of our cities and towns were originally desire lines made by feet, and animals, then etched harder into the soil by carts which became cars and lorries. These thin sinews started as a dirt tracks, widened by...