working hands

I’ve recently been writing about teaching my left hand to work again following my stroke. Because of this, I’ve been thinking very carefully about braiding hair, and knitting socks, about how it felt, and what it meant to re-instruct my hand (whose memory of habitual movement had been completely lost) in those activities. I’ve also… Read More

A walk to Dumgoyach

West of Blanefield, off the West Highland Way . . . If you look North across the fields . . . You’ll see a path through the grass and sheep’s-bit scabious . . . . . . which leads to a field margin, marked by a line of blasted oaks. Adjacent, to the West, is… Read More

spinning further

(Several Hamiltons. By George Romney) I so enjoyed the discussion on the last post, I thought I’d continue the theme. Above you see a few more of Romney’s Hamiltons. I think you can see how Kirsty’s point — about the essential kinkiness of the spinning portrait — is reinforced in most of these paintings of… Read More