Home. Craigahulliar Quarry, Portrush
Last year I was lucky enough to be asked to take part in the 26 Treasures project at the Ulster Museum. Based on a project by writer’s collective 26 originally held at the V&A museum in London, the idea was extended to include the National Library in Wales, National Museum in Scotland and the Ulster Museum here in Northern Ireland.
26 objects were selected from the museum’s collection and randomly assigned to 26 writers who were then asked to write a 62 word personal response. In the Ulster Museum’s case, each object and writer were also partnered with a visual artist who had to produce a piece of work in response to both the object and the words. I was partnered with the fantastic Shelly Wilson and a slightly depressed basalt column - check out Shelly’s beautiful words and my visual piece below.
Once...
I was dense... rich... delicate...
Bone, soil, verdure.
Once...
I grew... I moved... I lived.
Once...
I was consumed, and in turn, devoured the landscape -
A tide of destructive speed and unfathomable heat.
Wrathful, glorious life.
.
.
.
Now...
No longer fearsome,
No longer swift.
Wrenched from antiquity.
You peer and shuffle,
While ever still,
Ever silent,
I sit... and I remember
'once'.
Home. Craigahulliar Quarry, Portrush
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Once. Craigahullier Quarry, Portrush