“We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.”
(T. S. Eliot, lines 239-242, Four Quartets)
more regular postings of current projects, often described and photographed during the making process…
“We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.”
(T. S. Eliot, lines 239-242, Four Quartets)
Alexander Pope, English poet, 1717

A poem-film to do with environment, history and place.
Images are of sections of land, after excavation, at this site-specific project in Suffolk, where
the remains of a previously unknown medieval settlement were found. This hundred acre site, formally farmland, is now associated with offshore wind developments off the Suffolk coast.
Note: ‘Clays’, in religious and literary contexts, represent the mortal human body as distinct from the immortal spirit.
after time
is there no time?
like the present…

I had an Indian Sitar for many years, travelled with it in the late 60’s through Chile, South America, later it was damaged by the police in Ecuador. In the 90’s I took it with me to France where the gourd became damaged for the second and final time. I had to let it go. I discovered my beautiful Celtic Bouzouki in Cornwall, UK and on the anniversary of Ravi Shankar’s birthday, improvised this short “evening raga”. She is still with me to this day, now in Walmer, Deal, Kent, where she features in some of our short poem-films x

Artist Book: short film featuring work by 42 participating artists, with music and poems by Philip Bennetta
develop possibility for adventure within ourselves, at our own pace…
emotion; the possibility of finding or being touched by something on the tip of being