Hastings May Day/Jack in the Green

Sunshine, and I finally join the throngs of people gathered to love this town, celebrate and release the spirit of Spring; they’ve been hard at it for days – I’ve heard the drums echoing between the hills and up the valley.

I am greeted by the Green Man; he daubs my nose with green paint

…weaving my path in and out between people


I come across a golden man with a pained expression


The Pentacles are drumming…drumming and their beat anchor me to the ground

A giantess arrives.
Followed by Asterix
The drums fill me with joy, smiley people in fancy head gear; yeah, it’s all good.

But, soon, very soon I am back on the hills and can gaze upon the gatered humanity from a distance.


The sun is covered in a light mist and it has turned hot and humid


Chilled people enjoying their lovely town…


Bluebells glimmering amongst the bracken, and on the other side of the valley people are ritually slaughtering Jack, releasing the Spirit of Spring for another year.



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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3 Responses to Hastings May Day/Jack in the Green

  1. Al says:

    Wow. Looks like ti was a fantastic day. I see Brian Blessed’s clone got in on the action hehe. I have always marvelled at the Green Man festival although I have never been. Glad it was a nice day for you


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