Dwell Time

Dwell Time Dwell Time is an arts publication reflecting on mental wellbeing produced and curated by Alice Brads


My Brain by Hilary Watkinson

My Brain .

My brain is like a dustbin

I lift the lid
And look down at the jumbled mess
Of thoughts:-
-Of mine
-Other people's
Of hopes:-
-Other mine
-Of other people's
Of past conversations
Of past sights,
Of past events,
All making me feel
Out if control.

My brain is like a tip for anything,
For everything.
I need to reorganise my thoughts,
Have a brain when everyhting
is compartmentalised.
Have a bin for worries.....
(with a very heavy lid to
keep them inside).

A bin for past conversations....
(with an immovable lid:-
whats the point of analysing
what's in the past?)

A bin for fears.
(This would have to be very deep
as fears fill my mind).

A bin for hopes .
A brightly coloured bin.....
With a ill-fitting lid . ...
So that hopes pour out
Like a rainbow.

I would be happier
If I had just this bin.

If I lived each day for itself.

If I enjoyed the moment more.

If the rubbish in my brain
Could be controlled-
So that even the smell
of it would be banished.

Why don't I recycle my life?
Start today?

The bin men will come
and take all away...
- if I let them
- if I work at it.

Just keep the hope bin...

Just let the other rubbish go.

I write from the heart : emotions trigger the content of my poems .
Sadness ,happiness ,determination , desperation , pain and love make me who I am . I open my life to you in my words.
Read , understand and just for a minute feel how I feel .


This Sleep by Hilary Watkinson

This Sleep.

Sleep has wings.
It flies around my bedroom
Mocking me ...
Teasing me....
Occasionally landing on my troubled mind...
But just as I try to catch it,
I try to tame it,
With Mindfullness,
With my breathing,
With light...
It flutters off
Into the corner of the room
And stays there

How strange
That it catches me
So easily,
So effortlessly,
So inappropriately
At other times-
In daylight.

Maybe its nocturnal,
The sleep in my life.

Maybe I could trade it in
For normal sleep
For lovely,
Kind sleep,
That likes nothing better
Then the dark in my bedroom,
Then my closed eyelids
Then my troubled thoughts.

This sleep could give me peace.

This sleeo could make me well.

This sleep.

One day.

Loss by Teresa Wells MRSSCOVID-19 - A time of mourning , grief and reflection. When the world stopped and everyone exper...

Loss by Teresa Wells MRSS

COVID-19 - A time of mourning , grief and reflection. When the world stopped and everyone experienced significant change to their normal way of life, our survival instinct triggered uncharacteristic emotional and physical reactions, as we readjusted to a new normal! For some depression ensued.
I made LOSS to show how difficult it was for many to express grief resulting from change. The closed pose of the male figure sees an imprint of a human hand on his back, (memory and connection to others), with the protective position demonstrating injury,(from another), isolation and an inability to express repressed feelings.

With an ethical consciousness, I create work that examines the contradictions of human action and thought, in an attempt to survive. Rule breaking, disconcerted relationships, miscommunication, isolation, vulnerability, and fragility fascinate: as do tenacity, ingenuity, forgiveness and strength. I use the medium of sculpture to express that it is our whole selves complete with flaws that make us compelling.

Teresa Wells MRSS, Bronze figurative sculptor, for landscape, gardens and interiors, commissions undertaken for public monuments and private memorials, sales and orders taken.

And with Sober Senses? by Roman Vaughan-WilliamsDepicting a whole plethora of ideas, symbols, and words etched like a pa...

And with Sober Senses? by Roman Vaughan-Williams

Depicting a whole plethora of ideas, symbols, and words etched like a palimpsest into the paper; “with sober senses?” aims to capture the claustrophobia of lockdown. Historical characters emerge and sublimate into a graphite fog, each veil creating new and unusual juxtapositions; theorist Michel Foucault with Shakespeare’s Shylock; Founding Father Tom Paine with BuzzFeed creator Jonah Pieretti; each relationship a rejection of all continuity, flattening history into a single spectacle.

Roman Vaughan-Williams makes artworks which map a landscape of relationships: within the outside world, inside his psyche, and between these two spaces.

Roman’s works are often made up of juxtapositions of material; rusty iron A-frames come up against graphite-covered MDF and trompe l’oeil representations of woodgrain.
What appears like disparate matter is drawn together into visual poems; meditations clustered around particular concerns; Marxism, o***m, De-Colonialism, thermodynamics, irony, sincerity, and Feminism. These poems do not explain the world but are maps in a journey of discovery; a journey to escape the impasse of ‘the eternal present’.

Roman’s pieces are not always ‘physical', but sometimes take the form of virtual spaces, discussions, and performances. His most recent works have combined video, sound, performance, and installation. They have centred around a reconciliation with death, death as a commodity, and the attempt to overcome death through production.



Little Visitors
Artist name

Little Visitors by Kauser Parveen

Little Visitors

They walk in proudly.
They walk in expected.
They walk in anticipation.
The babies and toddlers are accompanied by parents and family.
To spend time with, to bond with, to help residents live well.
They play, they chat, they interact, they smile, they laugh.
They bring in with them – a life.
A life without restriction
They learn from us.
We learn from them.
We live near one another.
Yet so far apart
This is the beginning of a new journey


The Care Home by Kauser Parveen

The Care Home

The care home was a natural extension of our family relationships.
Grandma was no longer able to live in her own home.
We could no longer keep her safe
We could no longer manager her cares
I overheard mum say, ‘It was the hardest decision she has had to ever make’.
It was a place Grandma always said she did ‘not want to go into’.
A twist of fate
Life took over.
The care home is not her home.
It never will be.
It can never smell like home, her home.
The care home is a stop gap.
A temporary home
Before she meets Grandad on her final journey.

Life, death, illness, nothing is permanent


New labour (2020) by Charlotte Warne Thomas


New labour, 2022, HD video; 06:55 min; Made during the first Covid lockdown May/June 2020.

The work seeks to articulate the anxiety I felt during the first covid lockdown, my response to the bungled government handling of the crisis, my own family crisis of my mum breaking her hip and getting very ill and the new experience of living constantly online, all combing to send my mental health crashing.

At that time we were forced into engaging more with websites, social media and other online platforms, which before would only have constituted a small proportion of daily interactions. There was no escape from these online platforms and the pervasive messaging that we should be using all this new free time 'productively', and in pursuit of self-betterment or profit-making endeavours. The film juxtaposes these different messages to ask questions of the value of anxiety and how it manifests as a form of labour in its own right.

My work investigates relationships between labour, work and care, drawing on historical and personal narratives to disrupt and interrogate perceptions of value. In particular I'm interested in emotional labour, particularly the work of caring and how it is underappreciated and undervalued in contemporary Western society and also in the art world itself. Much of my work focusses on the labour that mothers and carers undertake when looking after dependents, be they elderly relatives or young children. In the private domestic realm, invisible labour is frequently gendered, such that vast swathes of women’s (or primary carer’s) time and energy is taken up with this unpaid familial care. Much of this involves emotional labour – carrying the mental load of household tasks and individual family members’ needs and anxieties. Recently this has become known as the ‘motherload’ – loosely defined as the additional emotional labour undertaken, principally by mothers, in managing a household and maintaining harmonious familial relationships.

More broadly, my practice addresses the additional invisible labour that women artists undertake due to being undervalued and overlooked by a market-oriented art world. The way these two inequalities intersect, and especially the role of 'love' in making those who ‘care’ susceptible to exploitation, in terms of both reproductive labour and devotion, is central. My work includes performance, installation, collage, AV works, and writing to question assumptions about hierarchies of value in the contemporary world.

Dark days of Covid-19 / Think Smart Wear Mask / Two years we lost / You mean the world to me by Tanya MomiMy Covid-19 se...

Dark days of Covid-19 / Think Smart Wear Mask / Two years we lost / You mean the world to me by Tanya Momi

My Covid-19 series of paintings came though me with empathy compassion and deep listening. These paintings are global journey. What is your covid-19 experience and your story? My Covid-19 series of paintings came though me with empathy compassion and deep listening. These paintings are global journey. What is your covid-19 experience and your story? I created set of 10 paintings on covid-19 each painting express the deep sorrow and the tragedy of the pandemic. My paintings are deep and very heartfelt Impactful.

Dark days of Covid-19

For some people their world went dark outside and inside. People have been affected emotionally, mentally physically and financially. For some people their internal lights went off. Many are losing jobs, losing hope, and losing happiness. Mental illness has worsened. People are in a dark deep hole. I don’t know how long it is going to take for people to come out of the dark deep hole.

Think Smart Wear Mask

During covid we were missing families, missing holding hands and hugging family's and friends. World was in locked down. We were left in an allusion of being with each others. This is an allusion now until we all heal together and support each others. We are these people who are walking around in an allusion with deep message. This is the truth of covid-19. Where do you see your self in this picture? Where do you fit in this allusion? What did you learn from this pandemic? Did you think smart? What is your story? What role did you play? What is your hero story?

Two years we lost
September 20, 2021

The last two years we as human beings are affected by Corona virus.
It feels like we have melted way our planet . We can’t get those last 2 years back. It feels like we are melted away from ourselves.
We feel broken and Incomplete the Mother Earth no longer feels whole. We can’t get the lost time back.
We can’t get the people we lost back.
We can’t get the jobs we lost.
We can’t get the benefits we lost.
We can’t get the business we lost.
Can’t get the mental Strength back.
We Can’t get the peace of mind back.
We can’t get the all that back
We can only have new beginnings.
It’s time to move on and start fresh.
What did you lose ?
What are you looking for in 2022?
What did we gain form this covid -19 experiences?
It feels like there is no end of this covid-19?

You mean the world to me

The doctor nurses all the hospital staff the cleaning crew. The staff taking the dead bodies putting in the bags and taking them away.
Cremating the bodies or buried the bodies. They don’t even know these people. They served people with love.
The truck drivers the grocery clerks. The volunteers the cook’s the cleaners the delivery staff, farm workers the nonprofits military all were working tirelessly giving back unconditionally.
The care and the support was given by each person all around the world.
They meant the world to them even they didn’t know them.Thank you for your unconditional services.

Art, as defined by Leo Tolstoy, is the profound transmission of personal experiences and emotions through various artistic mediums. This definition resonates deeply with my own creative process. Each stroke of my brush, every movement, every line and color, is an attempt to evoke the emotions I have personally felt and share them with the world.
Empowering women lies at the core of my artistic mission. Through my observations of human behavior, I paint stories that capture the essence of strength, power, and confidence. I aim to unite women, encouraging them to stand together in solidarity. Utilizing the expressive capabilities of acrylics and oils, I weave powerful narratives on the canvas.
During my training for a Bachelor's degree, I honed my skills with oils, appreciating their layering techniques, thickness, and blendability. Realism, a significant genre in my work, finds its true expression through the textured possibilities of oils. Texture breathes life into the art, allowing me to capture the essence of reality.
In 2007, I embraced acrylics as a medium of choice. With a prolific output of about a hundred paintings per year, the practicality of acrylics became evident. Its versatility and ability to be stored efficiently became valuable to me. As I embark on a new canvas, I find solace in the rich tones of burnt umber. This foundational color, with its seamless transition from light to dark, captivates my brush. I often start my artistic process with the rag technique, gradually adding brush strokes and layers of vibrant colors.
Through my art, I strive to create a transformative experience. Each canvas becomes a vessel through which emotions and stories are shared. With heartfelt dedication, I invite viewers to delve into the depths of their own emotions, to find solace, empowerment, and a connection to the human experience.


Is it all over now ? by Anita ChamberlainA life drawing of a person holding head in hands and questioning life after it ...

Is it all over now ? by Anita Chamberlain

A life drawing of a person holding head in hands and questioning life after it all ?

Life drawing using pencil, graphite and pen.


The World is Here with Me (2020) by Claire Manners WoodLockdown has started, I am a diabetic, so going outside my house ...

The World is Here with Me (2020) by Claire Manners Wood

Lockdown has started, I am a diabetic, so going outside my house is risky. My garden is my refuge. I am trapped, but I have the freedom to travel in anywhere in my mind.

So I have re-created my garden into a cushion, but my cushion also represents this travel, as each fabric brings a memory. I can remember when I chose and sewed them, or when I wore an item of clothing. It is decorated with fabric flowers, buttons and other found items, such as a bell from a garden decoration.

My cushion is made from a luscious green velvet, leftover from kitchen bench

My flowers are made from:
• A beloved shirt bought when I lived in Colorado in the early 2000’s – memories of a stunning part of the world, great friends and a floral fabric with gold sparkles that I couldn’t bear to throw away when it literally fell apart.
• My favourite Liberty print – Hera design – brings my mother close to me, our shared love of Liberty fabrics and her teaching me to sew.
• A cartoon dinosaur design – leftover from making a light shade for my son’s bedroom in 2013.
• Map fabric – curtain remnants rekindling many travel adventures, friends met along the way, my home, family and friends in Australia.
• Fabric from other craft projects: handbags, lightshades, clothing, curtains, cushions – some of which are in my house and others I have given as gifts.

So, this cushion embodies many things: it represents me, my tiny garden, and many loved ones. Making it has taken me on many fun travels in my mind. And I feel that the world is here with me, in a beautiful and safe space, even though I’m stuck at home in London during lockdown #1.

I transform my daily life experiences into meaningful sculptures by combining architecture and tailoring with individual vibrancy inspired by colour, pattern and texture. I create vivid reflections on moments of joy and gravitas.

Each of my sculptures is uniquely informed by both the donor and their fabric. These sculptures embody the individuals who donated them, making my constructions relational, generational and emotionally significant. Much of my work is informed by a variety of region-specific techniques (sewing and embroidery), which reflects my interest in the way fabric can bind history, tradition and contemporary art.

Many of the fabrics have personal significance: personally donated swatches can trigger memories and associations, such as learning to sew with my mother, travel adventures, time with family and friends. I enjoy the personal conversation when working with fabrics, which provides unexpected but welcome emotional connections.

clairemannerswood.com mannerswood.art


Me by Hilary Watkinson


I wish I could remember
The plan they have for me.
I nod and say,
‘Of course
I will -
I’ll do it -
I’ll try today'

(See you next time...)

But, what was it?
I can’t remember
What I have to do?

I know the vague
Idea of it -
I know I’ve got
A plan.

But all of it ...
My memory says
It couldn’t give
A damn

I need to fight
My memory
To tell it
To behave.

To make it do
The things they’ve said...
I need to make
It brave.

It’s easier
To live a life
Where memory
Is all fog.

I’m not to blame
For anything
I’m not caught
In the bog...
.. of trying to be normal
When my feet
Are sinking fast.
The effort is
Too much for me
How long
How long
It lasts.

I want to get
The old me

I want to do
It NOW...

But as the days
Go flashing by...

But as the effort-
The plans for me -
The tasks I have to do.
The Clock watching-
The ‘Time out’ -
Relaxation -
No alcohol, -
No TV after...
No this!
No that!

I want to be the person
I know I’d like to be.

I’d like to take
The stream of ‘NO’s’
And make them

Through the written word, I explore the complexities of memory loss and the overwhelming desire to regain a sense of normalcy.

With carefully chosen words I seek to convey the inner turmoil and emotional landscape that accompanies brain injuries and the confinement of lockdown. I aim to capture the essence of frustration, confusion, and the longing for a return to one's former self.

The concepts that drive my work revolve around the struggle to remember, the strain of living with memory fog, and the relentless efforts to reclaim control over one's own mind. I delve into the disorientation that arises when memory fails and the frustrations that arise from the constant need to adhere to routines and strategies.

In terms of presentation, I believe that the raw and authentic nature of poetry allows for a direct connection between the reader and the emotions expressed. I strive to create a space where readers can relate to and empathize with the experiences described in the poems.

The poem "Me" encapsulates the internal struggle and longing for normalcy. It portrays the frustration of trying to remember, the weight of expectations, and the desire to regain control over one's life. The repetitive "No's" and the yearning for the "old me" serve as poignant reminders of the challenges faced and the relentless efforts to overcome them.

In writing about brain injuries and the impact of lockdown, I hope to shed light on the often misunderstood and overlooked experiences of those grappling with memory loss and the effects of isolation. By sharing these personal reflections, I aim to create awareness, empathy, and foster a sense of community for those who resonate with these struggles.

Frenzied Fury: A Burst of Poppies by Hilary WatkinsonIn my painting, "Frenzied Fury: A Burst of Poppies," I invite you t...

Frenzied Fury: A Burst of Poppies by Hilary Watkinson

In my painting, "Frenzied Fury: A Burst of Poppies," I invite you to witness a captivating scene that unfolds with an explosion of vibrant red poppies in a meadow. As you delve into the composition, you will sense an undeniable energy—a frantic frustration and vigorous anger that permeates the canvas, compelling you to explore its complex narrative.

The poppies take centre stage, dominating the foreground with their fiery red petals that command the canvas with an overwhelming intensity. Each individual flower seems to quiver with untamed energy, as if infused with a furious life force. With swift and deliberate strokes, I applied the paint, conveying a sense of urgency and unrest. Despite the limitations of my arthritis, I chose to employ a palette knife or spatula, adding a rawness and unpredictability to the composition, intensifying the emotional impact.

Upon closer inspection, you will notice subtle details that reveal the underlying emotions. The poppies appear distorted, their shapes contorted in a twisted dance of frustration. The once delicate and smooth petals now bear the marks of hurried application, emphasizing the intensity of the moment captured on the canvas. Splashes and streaks of dark hues intermingle with the vivid red, hinting at the turbulent emotions that have ignited this chaotic display.

The atmosphere within the meadow crackles with a restless energy, as if the air itself carries the weight of unexpressed emotions. There is an unyielding tension that can be felt—a collective outcry given visual form. As you become an unwitting witness, you find yourself immersed in a storm of emotions channelled into the delicate beauty of nature.

Amidst the frenzy, the poppies stand tall and resilient, defying the constraints of their surroundings. Their slender stems sway defiantly against the invisible currents of anger and frustration that sweep through the meadow. They serve as a testament to the strength and resilience of the human spirit, finding solace and expression amidst chaos and adversity.

"Frenzied Fury: A Burst of Poppies" is a visual symphony of intense emotions, capturing the essence of a moment that teeters on the edge of control. It serves as a powerful reminder of the transformative power of art, offering me a cathartic release as an artist and providing you, the viewer, with a thought-provoking experience. I have channelled my energy and passion into this work, transcending physical limitations to create a piece that demands attention and leaves an indelible mark on the observer.

In my artistic practice, I explore the wonders of nature and the vibrant beauty found within the garden. As a self-taught artist, I have developed a unique approach that incorporates acrylic paints on canvas, utilising unconventional techniques due to my arthritis.

Working with limited dexterity, I have found alternative ways to express my creativity. I rely on paint squeezed directly onto the canvas and utilize spatulas to manipulate and shape the colours. This process not only enables me to overcome physical limitations but also imbues my artwork with a distinct texture and energetic movement.

My inspiration primarily stems from the natural world, which I find endlessly captivating. The intricate patterns of flora, the interplay of light and shadow, and the organic forms found in nature serve as a constant source of fascination and contemplation for me.

Through my paintings, I strive to capture the essence of these natural elements and translate them into visual representations. I aim to evoke a sense of awe and connection with the viewer, inviting them to immerse themselves in the vivid colours, dynamic textures, and abstract interpretations of the garden.

Each artwork becomes a personal journey, as I navigate the canvas, intuitively blending and layering colours and allowing the spontaneous interplay of shapes and forms to guide my creative process. There is a sense of freedom and spontaneity in my work that reflects my passion for experimentation and embracing the unexpected.

In terms of presentation, I seek to showcase my artwork in a way that enhances its organic qualities. I often opt for unframed canvases, allowing the edges to be visible, further emphasizing the raw, tactile nature of my process. This intentional choice encourages a more intimate connection between the viewer and the artwork, blurring the boundaries between the physical and the abstract.

Ultimately, my goal as an artist is to celebrate the beauty of nature and offer a fresh perspective on the world around us. Through my unique approach and creative style, I hope to evoke a sense of wonder, inspire contemplation, and foster a deeper appreciation for the intricate marvels that exist within our natural environment.

Selfie:Sky by Philip Vaughan-Williams‘Selfie:Sky' A small collection of photographs taken at a point in the day while wo...

Selfie:Sky by Philip Vaughan-Williams

‘Selfie:Sky' A small collection of photographs taken at a point in the day while working outside, and wearing a protective medical face mask, during the second national lockdown (November 5th-December 2nd 2020). Photos were taken as a selfie (pessimistically inward looking to the self) and also of the sky (optimistically outward looking to the world). These photos were collaged together and then added to social media feeds each day to document this period of time.

A UK artist working primarily with found and altered materials to make social comment, but also with an interest in photographic and digital imagery as a means to make social comment. Work manifests as installation, artist books, 3d sculpture, digital images, zines and Mail Art and spans the last 25 years.

Boveda… Mirtha Rosa Robles Navarrete by Roberto Rafael NavarreteMixed Media InstallationShamanism, Peruvian Heritage, an...

Boveda… Mirtha Rosa Robles Navarrete by Roberto Rafael Navarrete

Mixed Media Installation

Shamanism, Peruvian Heritage, and Sexual Identity are primarily the driving forces in my artwork. I grew up always seeking out guidance and comfort from our shamans, curanderos, and our Saints. As a culture, we are encouraged from making any references towards our spiritual practice to protect us. As a q***r, this became extremely difficult for me to accept given that it is the main inspiration for my life and practice as a creator. I feel an enormous responsibility to utilize my talent, voice, and experience through my artwork as I strive to express positivity while refusing to keep any part of my identity closeted.

Shamans are the mediators between the spiritual and the physical realms. They are the chosen few that are selected to be a direct link between these portals. I believe that artists also create between worlds. We tap into creative energy that we viscerally feel and then imbue our work with that energy. Artists imagine or see what they are meant to create and are gifted enough to materialize their
idea. Making us both, Artist and Shaman. This Boveda is dedicated to my Mother and Saint… Rest easy, I love you.


There is an angel on your shoulder by Perchik"I am so lonely and scared. My mum and son are seriously ill. Mum is in int...

There is an angel on your shoulder by Perchik

"I am so lonely and scared. My mum and son are seriously ill. Mum is in intensive care. There is no one I have even to talk to. I am very scared and do not know what will happen next. I have no one else. My mother and son are the closest people."

Hi, I am Perchik!
I have started my artistic career as a textile artist about 17 years ago. Since that time I have participated in a lot of competitions, exhibitions and projects. My artworks are in private collections around the world.

Two years ago I had to change my artistic field and to become an illustrator. I love my new specialization, as it opened up new horizons and possibilities.

Even as a textile artist, I was focused on social issues - humanity, social communication and helping people. This always was in the heart and the soul of my art. And my lovely green creatures, zhuzhas, have been helping me for over 10 years with that.

It is very important to show people that they are not alone, they can always be heard and get the necessary support from others. Only by working together we can make this world a happy place.



Empty by Gemma Louise




The insides of my body have been scooped out,
Leaving me a shell of a person,
What replaces it is loneliness,
The realization setting in that everything and everyone will no longer be around.

The more people have left me behind the worse this feels,
All I am wanting is a human connection,
Not just hypnotized at a screen of messages,
Trying to squeeze out comfort from something two dimensional.

The loneliness echoes through every inch of my being,
Ringing it’s exasperated cry through my empty body,
Shouting the desperate lullaby to enforce the night’s presence to remain longer.

The moon laughs with its bright force,
The stars cluster to shine upon the freak,
My loveless co**se now a tourist of the undead hours,
Dragging my stiff legs as my soul searches throughout the night,
Halted by an ominous bridge.

Gathering the last of my strength,
My heart urges me up to take centre stage,
The moon’s beaming spotlight shining down on me,
Anticipation building at my final debut.

Eyes cast over the unintrigued audience,
Figures who previously left me behind to my soliloquy,
My broken voice reciting clunky lines,
Choked with despair at my last rations.

Toes cling around the razor edge,
Eyes now shut tight refusing to witness more,
My body tilts forward and topples over,
Breaking my leg, my heart and more.

Artist statement

Creativity of any kind has been something I have always been drawn to. In my own practice I create expressionistic paintings as a cathartic process to express my emotions and navigate my thoughts. To accompany this past time, I have been delving in to poetry to coincide with this aspect, and have been refining this over the past few years. The work I have chosen to submit for this feature is a stand alone poem I wrote during a pivotable moment in my life, and helped me process varying emotions and thought processes. I use poetry as another form of expressing my inner mind and have continued creating more, making my own personal collection.

Instagram - gemmalouiseartist

Changing the Narrative- No more Karma by Susan HolmesA sense of hopelessness has become a normal reality which is impres...

Changing the Narrative- No more Karma by Susan Holmes

A sense of hopelessness has become a normal reality which is impressed upon us at a very young age maintaining a state of suffering. I seek to explore a point of transition out of an old paradigm that contained within itself destruction and war. That a new light of consciousness has arrived on the planet which will bring new possibilities and access to personal dreams. To become more connected to your true self and be sovereign and free of global despair.

Susan Holmes was born in Lancashire England and at the age of 55 attended Arts University Plymouth gaining a BA in 3D Design 2018, followed by MA in Fine Art 2021. Her body of work is mainly sculptural and contains hand painted imagery or written work on forms that tell stories of her interaction with the planet on a spiritual/ecological level. Influence by the elemental nature of form, and energetic vibrational frequencies through the sensory experience of the systems of the body and the earth. Holmes explores these ideas through time and seeks to discuss the possibility that ecological systems reflect our own state of being. That time and gravity are shifting and therefore, the ability to understand our own capabilities to connect to the rhythms of the Planetary systems is the link between wellbeing and becoming custodians of the planet.



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Open Call for Dwell Time Special COVID-19 Edition

Open call for art, writing and poetry reflecting on mental wellbeing in the COVID-19 pandemic.

Dwell time: The time a train spends at a scheduled stop without moving. Typically, this time is spent boarding or alighting passengers, but it may also be spent waiting for traffic ahead to clear, or idling time in order to get back on schedule.

In these are unprecedented and worrying times, our mental wellbeing and creativity is paramount. Whilst we are confined with limited social interaction, we want to offer space to explore our responses to the pandemic and social isolation. It’s OK to not be OK and anyone who has any reflections about this is welcome to send them for inclusion on our website.

Email: [email protected] with your images and/or text in editable format. Please include what name/pseudonym you wish to use or whether you would like your contribution to be anonymous. If you would like a link to your website or blog please also include this.

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