Walking home

Last weekend I went 'home' to Buckinghamshire to attend a conference in London. While I was there I wanted to do some research, walking in familiar woodland. I walked with Mum, and she wanted to know what I was looking for, but I don't think that's how it works. I walk and sometimes I work something out, sometimes I just walk. Walking and looking I absorb, I ponder, I collect experiences.

This evening, walking back from the studio, I allowed my mind to wander through my current project. One idea opened onto another and clarity appeared through the fog. A practical solution to an aesthetic problem. Walking finds it's way through my mind in its own way.

Below you can see some photos from my walk in Angling Spring Wood near Great Missenden, Bucks.