Author Archives: Jackie

About Jackie

I am an artist and writer. I live in a small house by the sea in Wales where I write, paint, walk and watch and dream of bears and whales. I love to read, have a wish for wings and prefer the company of animals to that of humans, though at times I can be quite friendly. I am learning how to work with wood engraving tools and hoping to show that you can teach an old dog new tricks.

Thinking about trees, chasing words, following stones.

Today, on the hill, chasing words for The Woodland Trust. I’m on stage with Tobias Jones and Zaffar Kunial for The Woodland Trust at Hay Festival. The event is sold out but we will be signing books afterwards, in the … Continue reading

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Acts of Rebellion

If voting could change anything it would have been made illegal. That’s what the establishment think. We have a system of democracy, but it’s failing us. Why? Because we as voters are becoming disengaged with those in power and those … Continue reading

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Where Fresh Meets Salt

Writing today at Aberbach, then Abereiddi for a while. I placed a stone again, where fresh meets salt and watched some people walk past, not see, some people walk past, stop, pick it up and replace. The other that I … Continue reading

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Stones and gold

I left it at the beach when the tide was so low. We had walked our small pack of dogs, almost the last day on the beach until autumn, as the dog ban comes in. The tide was so low. … Continue reading

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We are all migrants

A picture on instagram, from Adam Buick, of a moonjar afloat in a calm sea.  That’s where it started for me. This is what the caption said: Seven jars will shortly be set adrift across the Irish Sea, destined for the … Continue reading

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Wild gilding

Up the hill to search for words and more. The tree now washes like a green wave over the entrance to the lane. We pass through, to another time, where,  dogs and ravens talk and play. She was roosting on … Continue reading

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Mine, said The White Cat

Up the hill, early morning, chasing the thread of the words in a story. I took two stones. One small, one bigger and the first I placed in a nook in the rock where I hoped it would not be … Continue reading

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How to read Robin Hobb

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What we don’t see

As I drove away to place another stone I realised that I had left behind both camera and phone. I almost went back to get them, but then thought, no. I was heading off to sit on a beach and … Continue reading

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What I was doing yesterday.

Yesterday my daughter asked for my help with something. She needed someone to film her for a short promo film for a few yoga days she’s running on Ramsey Island. I know I said I was taking a sabbatical, but … Continue reading

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