Author: Ciona Bhachu-Nankervis
▪︎ Experiments in Wirework ▪︎
Rain, English Rain, English Summer Rain
For a region where it is so much a part of the meteorological DNA, the volume of people that complain about it doesn't seem to cease. No matter your cultural, or ethnic background, torrential moaning about the rain, like it is an integral pillar of your personality, is a distinctly unifying British trait. Indeed, bewailing… Continue reading Rain, English Rain, English Summer Rain
Botanical Clay Ornaments
A cutting from our homegrown rosemary, and the wheat with its own lore, that surprised us by growing in one of our indoor aloe pots without us having put it there.The symbolism of the wheat in the aloe, specifically, is poignant and personal in my life right now, and the rosemary, paired with it, augments… Continue reading Botanical Clay Ornaments
‘The Passion of Joan of Arc’
I first saw 'The Passion of Joan of Arc' at Latitude Festival in 2010. Never before in my life had I seen anything so exquisitely devastating. It broke me. It bound itself to me. It lives in me, as a fundamental part of me. Here is an edit I made, with my eyes over those… Continue reading ‘The Passion of Joan of Arc’
Weird Study, Pt.1
KELPIE
'Kelpie' (May 2024)First piece in a new as yet untitled series. Inspirations/References:'Birth of Venus' (1485 ca.) - Sandro Botticelli'Born Of The Kelp' - A poem I wrote, published by Mookychick in 2019
THE MELDING
And so, Spring and Summer meld into one another again. New edit (2024) of an older image (2013).
I Learned Cruelty From My Mother.
There is a photograph. I am eight years old, wearing a black coat, with a brown-black faux fur collar and cuffs, and a matching faux fur hat. I am not sure exactly which outfit I'm wearing underneath, but I have a strong memory urge to say the orchid-magenta, soft denim trousers, with small white daisy… Continue reading I Learned Cruelty From My Mother.