the other day I drove to my studio rather than cycle & I took my camera with me. It was really foggy first thing in the morning but quite mystical & mysterious & magical. I decided to take a detour to the chimney I’m going to be ”smoking” as part of the ‘smokin’ chimneys’ thingy that’s going on down here at the end of June – a whole week of events & exhibitions to celebrate the history of Cornish mining. The ‘smokin’ chimneys’ part is where a whole load of chimneys at disused mines are going to have smoke come out of them (monday 30th june, 8 – 8:30pm) for the first time in years & years & years. If you go up Carn Brae you should be able to see it. Anyway. I’ve been assigned chimney number 7 – otherwise known as Pascoes mine – & I took a detour there on my way to my studio the other day. I took a load of photos (the internet connection’s not good enough right to now to post them so it’ll have to wait) & the abandoned, crumbling buildings looked more like castles than disused mines. It really struck something insode of me & I’d like to do some work about the place one day. I shall have to post the images at a later date though. After I get back form Ireland.