It is often at the edges of things that the most innovation - or emergence - occurs. *
Last week I spent a day on Ynys Enlli (Bardsey Island), the island in the current, just off the tip of the Lleyn Peninsula. The sea was calm, the sun shone. From the boat I could see guillemots lined up on the cliffs and a few puffins over the water.
I arrived in time to go to the Bird and Field Observatory for the daily opening of the moth trap. I love the litany of names - yellow underwing, broom, carpet, plum tortrix, common pug, buff ermine - they are a poem in themselves.
I climbed the mountain, ate my sandwiches on the top and walked a circuit of the island, checking that the heart-shaped rope set into the grass on the west side was still there. I met the poet, Christine Evans, who told me she was taking part in an event at Plas Glyn y Weddw art gallery. It sounded interesting.
It was. A few days later I went to the Llanbedrog gallery for Celf yw Natur/Natur fel Celf or Art is Nature, Nature as Art. Hmmm ... I wasn't sure what to make of this nebulous title. The day centred round art and ecology with talks by conservationist and artist, Ben Stammers (who has recently done a collaboration with poet Zoe Skoulding), naturalist and photographer Peter Howlett and artist Morag Colquhoun (whose project Trofannolismo is exhibited at the gallery at the moment). Repeatedly Ynys Enlli became a focus for ideas and images.
We watched Moholy Nagy's short film Lobsters, an early marine documentary (1936) which ends surreally with a lobster tearing through a menu. The day finished with a solo dance performance by the talented Simon Whitehouse. The concentration was electric - both Simon's and the audience's.
In between each session Christine Evans read one of her poems. She is an excellent reader and I admired the way the poems fitted in so well with the talks, for example "Enlli" -
"We get to it through troughs and rainbows".
Ben Stammers presented some challenging ideas. He said that unfortunately some people are "illiterate" about nature or suffer from "Nature Deficit Disorder". He threw in the provocative idea that wildlife films, despite excellent content, have become entertainment. Morag Colquhoun was uncomfortable with outsider third person narratives about people living or working "on the edge". She showed her film of Colin Evans, the Enlli boatman, in which he voices his own opinion of Enlli life. He said that the island has often been at the forefront of using technological innovation thanks to the lighthouse.
So many ideas and impressions - ecology, science, politics, history, art - all intermingling. The day went too quickly - I wanted more time to discuss everything.
And a little postscript - today I called in at the Inigo Jones slate workshop near Caernarfon. There's a giftshop with everything you might need made of slate (and some you never knew you needed - ?slate buttons). But it also had an excellent selection of books. Welsh publishers, Seren, had a bulging stand including a large amount of poetry. I ended up splashing out on In Her Own Words - Women Talking Poetry and Wales, edited by Alice Entwistle. It's a book I've been wanting to read for a long time.
* Morag Colquhoun, quoted from publicity for her Trofannolismo