It’s not always the big dramatic things that move us to tears by their splendour, but often the little, insignificant things that have a beauty all of their own, often passed by without even being noticed. Just like this little cluster of fine seed-laden grass that is bowing under the weight of hundreds of tiny…
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Multi-media artist, tutor, writer and digital media photographer. Making work about the practice and process of Pilgrimage.
Caro Woods MA 