To meet the sea explores the idea of becoming older as time travel - the idea that we are all everyone we have ever been. Time loses its linear, teleological trajectory and becomes layered, parallel or cyclical. This is an ongoing project taking many forms: sound and voice, still and moving image, text and participation. If you would like to be involved please get in touch.

To meet the sea 2018 Stereo audio recording 5’58 with annotated digital photographic prints.

To meet the sea uses fragments of seven women’s discourse with a percussive accompaniment to explore time as cyclical and layered. It challenges teleological and linear conceptions of time through the idea of becoming older as time travel. With thanks to Anne O’Driscoll, Kathryn Hardy, Paulette Storey, Kate Wooff, Mary Moss, Sally Hobbs and Anne Tucker for their words and voices and to Eddie Sherwood for percussion.

To Meet the Sea 2019, HD video 9' 44", intertwines sound, voices and images in a journey along the tidal river Thames with its currents and counter-currents, eddies, spirals, offering parallel, cyclical, non-linear conceptions of our progress through time. With thanks to all of the above as well as Caroline Halliday, Titus Davis, Kath Fraser, Kathleen, Wendy de Paucar and Elizabeth Fuller.

Journeying downstream from tidal limit, high tide to high tide, twelve hours and twenty minutes. Dawn till dusk. Thirteen women’s voices. Cycles of the moon govern cycles of the tide: unending turning, movement and change. Spirals between surface and river bed. Women’s words repeat, echo and contradict: eddies and opposing streams. A bird, a boat, some birds. Continuities and discontinuities through a lifetime, fluctuating between younger and older selves. Water flowing upstream. Seven metres, rising, between high and low tides. Bridge after bridge. Currents move in layers, back or forward, voices in layers, words emerging and submerging like flotsam and jetsam. Half-buried selves appear, then disappear. Cargoes full of waste. The river just flows: you haven’t really changed at all in all these years. All the selves we have been or imagine ourselves to have been. No true self, but multiple continuities over time. Light reflecting from the water. The new an endless recycling of the ever always the same. We were going to change the world. Spiralling, flowing in to the darkness. To meet the sea.