What remains Wild

New Work in progress

I have spent much of my life drawn towards mountains.

From the Himalayas of my earlier years to the vast landscapes of the American West, and now, again and again returning to the Norwegian highlands, I have been searching for something I cannot entirely name.

Silence, perhaps. A different measure of time and space. A place where the human is no longer at the centre.

Living again in Denmark, in a landscape shaped, cultivated and managed by generations of human hands, I have become increasingly aware of what is disappearing—and of my own longing for places, that still resist us.

This new body of work grows out of my ongoing exploration of the relationship between body and earth. In my memoir Seeing Red I wrote about walking as pilgrimage and the Sacred Mountain of Tibet. In Earth Mothers, I turned towards the intimate, the relational, and the forest ecologies. Here, I want to move outward into mountains, stone, wind, water, distance and geological time.

I am interested in the meeting place between outer and inner wilderness: our longing for landscapes beyond our control, and our longing to remain connected to the wild within ourselves.