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Examining Locations

Posted by: CSHoldsworth

Tagged in: study , photography , location , landscape , hagwood , fantasy , burnley , animism

CSHoldsworth

Examining Locations - 'Hagwood'/ (A Hagwood Study)

Already in my blog posts, there is evidence of the influence this wood has over me. It was the insperation of the forest within 'The Travelling Man'. Every line and every image I had put into the story was plucked from the thoughts I've had whilst passing through the wood itself. In one of the images I drew for 'The Travelling Man', I even used an image of one of the trees that exists in the wood to depict the line 'Deeper and further trudged The Travelling Man into the forest of old, the twisted faces of the trees made his blood run cold'. This was the first line I wrote for the story, even though it appears in the middle of the poem. This occured due to passing this tree myself and being taken back by the trees striking and horrific, twisted face. I thought for a while about this tree and it became the source of my inspiration for the story I told.


Within Hagwood is countless dead and twisted trees. Although only a small wood it bares it own cliff side, rivers and bogs that can consume the largest of animals. It's a place that exudes an aura of death, loneliness  and menace, yet can be quite enchanting and peaceful too.
A usual occurrence is seeing a sheep one day, wandering in the wood and the next day it will be dead in a ditch. Almost as if the animal resorted to Hagwood as a place to die.
Thinking of this place as a grave yard would be a good resemblance. Not only because of the animals that get consumed by the forest, but due to anything that gets left behind seems to get swallowed by this place. In the summer the plants and grass thrive and raise up. In the winter they die and pull down through the boggy ground whatever laid there previously.
Example of the forest swallowing whatever is placed inside. In this case barbed wire.

As is the case with all old forests, there is a sense that the wood is always staring back at you. I often sculpt this wood or leave sculptures in it too. However, Hagwood has seemed to have crafted it's own sculptures/inhabitants of its own. A while ago I made a study of this entitled 'A Hagwood Study' and I documented Hagwoods inhabitants through the use of photography which can be seen below:

'A Hagwood Study: Hagwood Dragon'

As you enter the wood, you are first greeted by 'Hagwood Dragon' after this you are met with many others.
'A Hagwood Study: Hagwood Parrot'



'A Hagwood Study: Hagwood Demonic Trident'



'A Hagwood Study: Hagwood Happy Man'



'A Hagwood Study: Hagwood Rutting Stag'



'A Hagwood Study: Hagwood (Night)-Mare'



'A Hagwood Study: Hagwood Rhinoceros'



'A Hagwood Study: Hagwood Totem-pole'

You may not see what I see depicted in the photographs. My imagination was influenced by this forest to see what I saw. Other walkers may feel differently, experience and see other things, but Hagwood will take hold of you not like many other woods can. This place will remain a site I visit regularly, a constant home for my art and inspiration.

 


Uncharted Fog/Dream Walk

Posted by: CSHoldsworth

Tagged in: Unknown , traditional , photography , original artwork , Mist , landscapes , landscape , landscape , Land Art , Highland , forest , Fog , fine art , Eco Art , Dream , dramatic , contemporary , art , animals , amazing

CSHoldsworth

'Uncharted Fog/Dream Walk'

As part of my research towards exploring the Landscape and how I could influence/change it, I decided to explore an unknown region to me to see how such an experiment could influence myself and my art. Around two years ago now I had my dad drop me off in moorland of which I'm unfamiliar with. He did this around 7.30-8 AM. It was around winter time, possibly January-February. The temperature was unbearably freezing and the fog was so thick it was difficult to see further than a few feet.



I was dropped off at the top of the moorland and had to make my way back using a map. The further I travelled the moor the wind dropped and the air warmed up.



After a while I felt the map wasn't helping as the fog was too thick. The way the land had formed and with the fog thick on each side of me I was forced to choose one route down. Being forced in one direction with the eeriness of the fog and lack of wind made the whole process feel almost dreamlike. I feel like the 'dreamlike' feeling I had was satisfyingly captured in the photographs which taken.




After around an hour of walking the fog lifted. There was a few signs directing me in the right direction, however they were still hard to follow. I eventually came across the cairns you see above. After following these cairns which sprawled across the landscape I eventually did find my way to more familiar land. To find these markers on the land was a pleasant surprise and further pushed the notion that this peculiar experiment I had taken was incredibly dream orientated.

I had initially intended this walk to change this land as I passed through for my own artistic gain. Once thrown into this scenario I couldn't help but just take in the amazing walk I was part of. Discovering this moorland and being part of this experience ended up being more important than what I had initially intended to achieve.


Uncharted Fog/Dream Walk

Posted by: CSHoldsworth

Tagged in: Unknown , traditional , photography , original artwork , Mist , landscapes , landscape , landscape , Land Art , Highland , forest , Fog , fine art , Eco Art , Dream , dramatic , contemporary , art , animals , amazing

CSHoldsworth

'Uncharted Fog/Dream Walk'

As part of my research towards exploring the Landscape and how I could influence/change it, I decided to explore an unknown region to me to see how such an experiment could influence myself and my art. Around two years ago now I had my dad drop me off in moorland of which I'm unfamiliar with. He did this around 7.30-8 AM. It was around winter time, possibly January-February. The temperature was unbearably freezing and the fog was so thick it was difficult to see further than a few feet.



I was dropped off at the top of the moorland and had to make my way back using a map. The further I travelled the moor the wind dropped and the air warmed up.



After a while I felt the map wasn't helping as the fog was too thick. The way the land had formed and with the fog thick on each side of me I was forced to choose one route down. Being forced in one direction with the eeriness of the fog and lack of wind made the whole process feel almost dreamlike. I feel like the 'dreamlike' feeling I had was satisfyingly captured in the photographs which taken.




After around an hour of walking the fog lifted. There was a few signs directing me in the right direction, however they were still hard to follow. I eventually came across the cairns you see above. After following these cairns which sprawled across the landscape I eventually did find my way to more familiar land. To find these markers on the land was a pleasant surprise and further pushed the notion that this peculiar experiment I had taken was incredibly dream orientated.

I had initially intended this walk to change this land as I passed through for my own artistic gain. Once thrown into this scenario I couldn't help but just take in the amazing walk I was part of. Discovering this moorland and being part of this experience ended up being more important than what I had initially intended to achieve.


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