Some doors open on a thickly-peopled air Of moving shadows, those whose lives, long gone, Were spent there.... Some on a waiting silence - of expectancy For those to come; some to the musty smell Of mere desuetude; and some in constancy To the long loving years of sweet content In which the light of sun and moon have blent In lasting light that bids all dark farewell - Of such will this room tell.
Mary Stella Edwards, 1962.
Monday, 3 May 2010
Day 13: Wolsery School Workshop (Thursday 13 May 2010)
Year 4s, Wolsery Primary School, looking in the rockpools on Bucks Mills beach.
Back at school drawing around a template of a fulmar.
Colouring in.
The finished diorama, waiting for the fired clay rock pool creatures.