May Day festivities

Sunny weather; Hastings is geared up for the great May day celebrations with Mad Jack Morris and dancing in the streets.


As for me? I am hanging out my laundry. And the fox is keeping a watchful eye.

My back is still playing up and it is a victory (of will over matter) to even make myself bend down to empty the washing machine. Let alone hang the stuff on the line.

My reality is fractured in so many ways both internally and externally.

Fox. Sheets. A reflection in the glass doors of me in my most sexy and alluring sweater; the one  I seem to live in these days.

I like the multi exposure image because it reflects how I feel at the moment. So much is going on; yet nothing is happening – I’m flat on my back in bed for no good reason. When I should be dancing.


About Anna

I am a ceramic sculptor living on the South coast near London, England. My work is influenced by my experience of the earth as a living being and seeing how we are all connected with eachother and with the things that surround us. I create ceramic torsos using molochite clay which I often smokefire in galvanised dustbins. I also make House Gods to protect and amuse, and Fat Birds - little smokefired sculptures that tell the story about what it is like to be a fat bird at peace with its surroundings.
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6 Responses to May Day festivities

  1. Lynda says:

    OUCH, Anna! I hate when my back goes out.
    Have you done: Dr? Physical therapy? Meds?
    For me, I can’t lay in bed. It hurts just as much laying down as being up, so I prefer up. That said, I surely don’t get a lot done. 😛 Yet, it seems as though I progress better when up and moving.
    Be well SOON!


  2. Anna says:

    Thank you for your sympathy; I feel best when flat on my back; standing up I’m like a cork screw, twisted to the point of ridiculousness. My tummy, even, has changed shape; empty one side and all the stuff packed together on the other. One leg longer than the other – call me Long John Silver!
    Osteopath is good. GP gave me Valium to get the muscles spasms to calm down. He also managed to make me feel like a piece of dirt for calling him out of his surgery…I hate these white collar toffs who rake it in but balk at actually mucking in when needed.It is hard to feel this helpless; the weeds are strangling my raspberry canes! I ask you! And what about my tomato plants?! Who’ll look after them? 🙂


  3. Sonel says:

    Awwwww hon. I know the feeling but do know it will get better soon. Maybe it’s just the time you should spend taking care of yourself. Yes, I know…housework waits for no one and it must be done, but please be careful and take care hon. Thinking of you and just love the photo. 🙂 *hugs*


  4. rthepotter says:

    😦 best wishes – don’t think the ‘like’ button is appropriate for this one!


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