While staying in the forest I had the chance to explore a disused farmhouse that seemed to have been abandoned some time ago.
This first image (above) is the only one I have altered in Photoshop - washing out some of the colour. All of the other photographs shown here contain the amazing colours that were present in the scene, with no manipulation from me.
I couldn't get in to the house itself but I was able to explore the side rooms and farm buildings that had been left open to the elements.
As a city girl I have no idea what these pens are for. Please enlighten me if you recognise them.
When I stumbled into this barn (below), filled with pigeons and memories, I felt like I was entering a sacred place. My heart pounded in my chest and my hands shook as I took these pictures, trying to capture the deep magic in the atmosphere.
These little birds were everywhere in the forest ("they are turning this place into a disney movie") anyone know what they are? I'm pretty sure they are not starlings or sparrows.
My first adventure in my new nomadic life took me deep into the forest to stay with a community on a reclaimed MOD site.
I don't have the words to describe the tenderness, liveliness, music and friendship that I found there. I was welcomed with genuine warmth and felt honoured to be there.
I left smelly and serene, with the feeling that I had made some friends in that peaceful space.
I will be visiting with my camera as often as possible and one day I hope to publish a full story of the place and it's development. In the meantime these pictures will have to tell the story I can't.
On July 1st I handed over the keys to an empty Bristol house. I had been living there happily with my friends for several years in the city we have come to love.
At dawn that morning I drifted through our empty house, stripped clean of traces of us. A liminal space no longer our home, but not yet anything else. This is where I make my break with the comfortable life I have been wearing a groove in for the last 9 years and embrace the potential of free movement.
This picture was shot on that morning. It is my goodbye to Bristol...
I am no longer settled anywhere, I am drifting between places exploring the world as I find it.
As I journey I will be collecting small & incidental images along the way.
An attempt to capture my experiences of this nomadic life.
As and when I get the chance I'll share these pictures here
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