SONGS FOR THE HARD EARTH AND DREAMING

AVAILABLE NOW FOR SCREENINGS.

Songs and ambience woven into a thirty minute minute work. Filmed on location in Europe over several years: Spain, France, Italy and England.

Creates a space that draws the viewer in. The journey. Pure and raw. Natural, timeless, images of the Earth and people “in the garden” seeking “the fine

things, finite and magical.”

" A manifestation of joy, a hymn to the trip, a proclamation of existence for those who forget why they are going towards a still unspecified location." 

Valerio Rossi, Curator

A single channel widescreen version of the work followed by the individual films in triptych exhibition format.

FOLLOWING VERSION: EXHIBITION triptych

GALLERY: In spring 2017 A SINGLE CHANNEL SMALL SCREEN VERSION OF ‘Songs For The Hard Earth And Dreaming’ toured Berlin, Oslo and Copenhagen:

“Beautiful show...glorious and thought provoking images, wonderful music.”

“Thank you for the real touching exposition. Hope to get some of this wonderful music.”

“Love the music and pictures – Songs For The Hard Earth And Dreaming – fantastic!!”

L Y R I C S :

T H E     L I G H T S

Out at the limit he looks down

at the precious stone

he sees the seasons

rolling on into one

and says if you see it clear

then it’s your home

and says if you see it clear

then it’s your home

and this is your home

oh this is your home

in the winter

so close to the ground

in the cold blue light

look what I found

from carbon and water

to such a fine mind

look what I found

in infinite surround

in you

look what I found

T H E    R I V E R

There’s some truth here

I tremble while I wait

to touch your fate

drawn to a flame

find it all

seek out now who cares

to touch your fate

tender and aware

for all this time

feel the river ride

you are my heroine

and I am yours sublime

feel the light

feel it as you ride

aching and impossible

on the breath of time

aching like an angel see there’s beauty in the tears that fall so real

here in the garden as you grow I entreat you now to feel

the new road climbing see it rising now reaching out to you

the new road climbing, the sweet earth calling just for you

a fine truth here

crashing down so sure

by grace, by fire, by jupiter

you’re all that I live for

waking now

held by the rivers song

so violent, so gentle now

I’m lost and I belong

aching like an angel see there’s beauty in the tears that fall so real

here in the garden as you grow I entreat you now to feel

the new road climbing see it rising now reaching out to you

the new road climbing, the sweet earth calling just for you

F I N E   T H I N G S

drifting stretched out in some distant sound

on the water’s edge repeat and resound

as distant echoes from the sun

repeat it’s only once

finite and magical in wonder could we find

the fine things, this feeling, just this feeling knows

all the fine things, the finite things for this time

on a glide you got me hypnotised

stay love stay love for the ride

as distant echoes from the sun

repeat it’s only once

finite and magical in wonder could we find

the fine things, this feeling, just this feeling knows

all the fine things, the finite things for this time

as i look into your eyes

all the things i realise

as i look into your eyes

i feel the power could be divine

the fine things

the fine things

as i look into your eyes

all the things i realise

drifting stretched out in some distant sound

on the water’s edge repeat and resound

as distant echoes from the sun

repeat it’s only once

finite and magical in wonder …

J U L Y

the wind blows on a clear day

blonde and july

the fence sways and tamarisk

and you’re here on my mind

it’s easy to see you

rolling down the dunes

and into the shining ocean

and you’re here in my mind

and you’re here in my mind

grass sway feel the wind song

in the café the colours blurred

you’re turning and your hair flies

and you’re here in my mind

and you’re here in my mind

you’re here by my side

you’re here by my side

touch me…

feel the wind blow…

by my side

S T A N D   A N C I E N T

as we stand before the ancient sun

and i hold you in my arms

here in the only atmosphere

that can breathe any charms

from the desert to the concrete sky

the ice now catch alight

the streets awash with your vanity

laid waste by your desire

you stand before the ancient sun

the only god without a gun

as the rain queen kiss your lips

i reach out to your fingertips

as we stand before the ancient sun

and i hold you in my arms

here in the only atmosphere

that can breathe any charms

pray to the wisdom of the crowd

feel the heartbreak of the clown

now as the tiger leaps the cloud

i’m hanging upside down

how can you tear the city streets

i stand and bow to all beliefs

a tiny hair upon her hear

more precious than your fucked up bed

as we stand before the ancient sun

and i hold you in my arms

here in the only atmosphere

that can breathe any charms