last day for artists to finish and document work. I had had a night back in lochcarron, arrived back mid morning to gairloch, did some weaving. then went to Badachro to help Anish with his artwork on one of the old boats there. It explores the changing economic hostory of the area, from fishing to tourism and our runaway destructive materialistic culture. while there i wove another basket, full of holes, lined it with heather to stop ripe blackberries and blue scabious flower heads falling out. A basket wirh holes? a useful filter, sieve, or easily lined as a container. blue, blue thoughts, the way we hang onto negative thoughts, we are in control of what we let in and what we keep. also write some poem/ words.
back to studio, hungry. lunch. got some help with the big structure back onto the beach, Anish & Ximena took photos of me in and around the structure, sandy wet fun.