A life Worth Living represents a body of work looking at the current duality between nature and culture.
The travelling apothecary of poisonous berries began as I roamed the lanes around my home village. Collecting samples from the hedgerows and thickets and following in the footsteps of ancient female healers.
Woody Nightshade
Yew berry
This: (to be read silently in a Latvian accent- if you can’t imagine a Latvian accent find somebody Latvian to read it to you.)
‘I have heard people speak of a woman who performs rituals in honour of fallen trees. She has been seen anointing the severed limbs of trunks with oils or scattering salt and snail shells on the ground beneath the stumps. Sometimes, I was told, she lays the body of the bole upon a bier and parades it solemnly through the streets. There have been sightings in Białowieża, Yorkshire and South Aceh.’
