On Saturday I visited Avebury for the third time, a bleak and cold day just after the equinox and not much sign of spring arriving.
Listening to Julian Cope’s beautiful meditative Woden (‘one meteorological cloud of music’ as he describes it) I spent a few hours yesterday creating a more realistic feeling of the atmosphere of the stone circle.
Interestingly the sky – a blank white in the photographs – seemed to pulsate and energise the compositions when I played with saturation and hue so that this informed the aesthetic of the images.
An obliging rook.
I love the juxtaposition of the stone and the Paul Nash-esque gate posts in the background.
A face in profile in the stone – hard to think this hasn’t been carved by human hand at some point in time
My friend Martin Litmus – fallen to earth
Silbury Hill from the bus on the way back to London
Kit Boyd 
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