A Reading Room, Not a Feed
This is where the writing lives, gathered and given space. Essays made along the headland at St Abb’s, passages drawn from Cathedral of the Tides, and reflections tied to the movements of the work.
There is nothing to rush towards. Choose a single piece and read it whole. Each one is complete in itself, written to be met on its own terms – best for anyone who wants to sit with the work rather than scroll past it.
Featured Reading
The photograph is not the beginning of the work. It is the last thing the stillness gives.
The Softening of Stone
A morning return to East Hurker, where old basalt teaches a quieter kind of strength – that the line along which something gives is not a failure, only a map of where the pressure went.
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The Collection
The full body of writing, one piece at a time. Take whichever calls to you.
The Softening of Stone
Essay · A meditation on weathering, grief, and the slow lesson of the rock – that to remain, open and worn, is enough.
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Cathedral of the Tides
Extract · The dawn arrival at the volcanic cliffs of St Abb’s Head, where the day begins and the looking begins with it.
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The Turning of the Tide
Movement I · A solitary, eroding pyramid of stratified rock, and the long practice of letting go.
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The Whispering Wood
Movement III · The sheltered hollow of Mire Loch, and the necessity of sitting with decay rather than turning from it.
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The Call of the Horizon
Movement IV · Standing at the cliff’s edge as the sea mist rolls in, watching seabirds cross into open air.
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Presence in the Infinite Now
Coda · A turning away from the tyranny of the clock, toward the natural, cyclical rhythms of the earth.
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Where the Writing Was Gathered
The collected essays and extracts belong to Cathedral of the Tides – a single sequence of images and words made along one stretch of Scottish coast. What you read here is a doorway into that larger body of work.
The full sequence lives in Cathedral of the Tides →
See how image and word move together in The Project →
Look, and Stay a While
The tide draws back, and returns.
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